MCA #10 [Friday evening]

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Irene was getting more and more used to attending school functions, and feeling increasingly less like some sort of chaperone from the 50s. It was almost...nice, being a teacher, going to events thrown by the school, settling in. It was different here from how she had used to live, yes, but it was...quieter. She was feeling more secure here in

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Well perhaps it was time for her to be a bit more aware of her surroundings. As now was the ideal time for a visit from an old... friend.

"I would have expected better security," said the surprise guest on the couch. "It was appallingly easy to break in."

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Irene nearly dropped her phone -- it was a very close thing, but she was quite practiced at making sure she didn't damage that particular piece of technology.

She wanted to say something clever, of course, but all she managed to come up with was, "Sherlock?"

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There was the faintest twitch of a smile at that. For a variety of reasons that did not need be ventured into at this juncture.

"You look well."

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"So do you." Irene's shock was wearing off enough now that she was examining her locks with vague interest, though she clearly was having a hard time taking her eyes off him on her couch. In her apartment. Here. "Why're you here?"

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"You're teaching now," Sherlock said, bypassing the question entirely.

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"And you've clearly done your homework," she returned, arching a brow at him. Some of her composure was returning, at least.

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Thank goodness for that.

"Would you expect anything but?"

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"No, I expect you've always done your homework," she said, leaning a hip against the wall. She still wasn't quite ready to make the first move towards the couch. "Most people might've called ahead, you know."

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"Most people," Sherlock repeated. Really now. They were hardly 'most people'.

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"Or texted," she acquiesced with a slow smile.

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"And visit an empty flat?"

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"So you're here to visit, then?" she asked, because that was what she was really interested in. "No emergency, my cover's not blown?"

She felt her pulse quicken, and mentally worked at making it stop that.

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"If your cover was blown," Sherlock said, standing up and every so casually walking toward her. "I doubt those locks would stop them."

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"I'll get new locks, if you're so worried about me," she said softly, watching him carefully.

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Sherlock looked as though he wanted very much to refute that, but bit his tongue as it would do no good in this instance. "Working with teenagers. How exciting for you."

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Irene shrugged slightly, smiling easily. "It passes the time. You didn't happen to look up what I'm teaching, did you?"

She just wanted to make him say it.