title; the extreme points of being a fan
TYL. Dating. Prompt: Argument.
I write fluff, angst, and pretty much everything for these two. But I don't think I've ever written a real fight.
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"Actually, I think Sherlock is a representation of an imperfect human being while lined up with impeccable skills, he lacks the most important details that makes someone human and that's what makes him so endearing and a cornerstone for detective fiction."
You could hear a pin drop across the entire room. The party's table fell silent. Friends and friends of friends dreaded this topic, and they would silently hope they'd never heard those words come out of anyone's mouth, much less Beatrice's. Beatrice did not back down a single verbal argument, fight, or tiff until it was won or was wrought to the likeness of a snake eating itself and going nowhere. And across from her date, it was as if she could have said "Put 'em up," and the words would carry the same, heartfelt meaning,
"... You must be talking from recent movie continuity." Shinichi replied evenly. "Robert Downey Jr. portrays him as a genius madman, going into psychosis to solve the crime in the first film. Of course, since you don't delve into detective fiction the same way I do, it's reasonable that you would associate it with one portrayal."
He had replied fondly with a, "They're up, and you're on," except it was none too fond. It was smug to mask a hit to the thing he'd defend until he ran out of breath. She grinned.
"Oh, no. I'm talking about the movies, BBC's version, the various television series over the years, the Disney film and the books. His lack of humanity despite his displays of humanity is what makes Watson the perfect companion, not just because he's cast as only slightly less intelligent as the average reader, but because he is so human-- not as sharp on the uptake, but warm, having warm, even nurturing relationships with Mary and with Sherlock himself, his humanity is the detecti--"
"-- No. It's true Watson is cast for that particular role, it doesn't mean that Sherlock lacks humanity in every single iteration that he's portrayed in."
Everyone listening to this conversation knew if it weren't these two particular people fighting over it, someone would die over it and there would be a murder to solve in the next room. There was simply that much intensity in their exchanged verbal blows that one could just tell it was something they were both passionate about. To Shinichi, it was about Sherlock. To Beatrice, it was about the love and mystery within a story.
"Even the mouse incarnation of him reflects his despair when he's about to die at the hands of his mortal enemy and is only brought back to reality and saving their lives by the concern of his companion!" Beatrice gave the table a hearty slap, making the china on the table clink together. "You cannot deny that even in his most watered down portrayals, he is all and simply about the game and staying as many steps ahead as possible! Death is defeat, and not death!"
Dlanor, sitting at the other end of the table, even thought this was a bit much.
"That is untrue, his relationships with the people he's close to and identifies with show his human side! It is true he focuses on his job to the absolute bitter end, but that's because it's who he is! That's why the people he is so close to accept him for who he is! He would no longer be Holmes without them, ergo, his relationships with others reinforces his humanity, it doesn't create it for him!"
It was a shouting match that bordered on temptation of using the red, if they weren't at dinner. Beatrice's cackling grin eventually grew serious-- she'd provoked him on a whim to see what he'd say, but now she was fully engrossed in the game-- and he, rampantly defending an idol. The idol. It got to the point where he accused her of not understanding the own laws she fashioned mysteries under and she boldly proclaimed that the closest thing Sherlock had to love was obsession in fascination and his clients only benefited from being objects to be solved.
They politely excused themselves from the table to take the conversation outside.
There was a collective sigh and hushed whispers around the table until they returned, disheveled and red. One could assess two things from the situation; they literally got into a fight, or the extremely more likely scenario, given they were a couple.
"... We've come to agree that Holmes doesn't wholly need people to be a humanizing character in most of his iterations..." Beatrice started.
"... But it is more effective and positive on his personality when he has others, especially Watson, around." Shinichi finished.
After a long stretch of silence, Erika, with a lopsided, disbelieving grin, raised her glass.
"To mentally stimulating agreements."
I write fluff, angst, and pretty much everything for these two. But I don't think I've ever written a real fight.
--
"Actually, I think Sherlock is a representation of an imperfect human being while lined up with impeccable skills, he lacks the most important details that makes someone human and that's what makes him so endearing and a cornerstone for detective fiction."
You could hear a pin drop across the entire room. The party's table fell silent. Friends and friends of friends dreaded this topic, and they would silently hope they'd never heard those words come out of anyone's mouth, much less Beatrice's. Beatrice did not back down a single verbal argument, fight, or tiff until it was won or was wrought to the likeness of a snake eating itself and going nowhere. And across from her date, it was as if she could have said "Put 'em up," and the words would carry the same, heartfelt meaning,
"... You must be talking from recent movie continuity." Shinichi replied evenly. "Robert Downey Jr. portrays him as a genius madman, going into psychosis to solve the crime in the first film. Of course, since you don't delve into detective fiction the same way I do, it's reasonable that you would associate it with one portrayal."
He had replied fondly with a, "They're up, and you're on," except it was none too fond. It was smug to mask a hit to the thing he'd defend until he ran out of breath. She grinned.
"Oh, no. I'm talking about the movies, BBC's version, the various television series over the years, the Disney film and the books. His lack of humanity despite his displays of humanity is what makes Watson the perfect companion, not just because he's cast as only slightly less intelligent as the average reader, but because he is so human-- not as sharp on the uptake, but warm, having warm, even nurturing relationships with Mary and with Sherlock himself, his humanity is the detecti--"
"-- No. It's true Watson is cast for that particular role, it doesn't mean that Sherlock lacks humanity in every single iteration that he's portrayed in."
Everyone listening to this conversation knew if it weren't these two particular people fighting over it, someone would die over it and there would be a murder to solve in the next room. There was simply that much intensity in their exchanged verbal blows that one could just tell it was something they were both passionate about. To Shinichi, it was about Sherlock. To Beatrice, it was about the love and mystery within a story.
"Even the mouse incarnation of him reflects his despair when he's about to die at the hands of his mortal enemy and is only brought back to reality and saving their lives by the concern of his companion!" Beatrice gave the table a hearty slap, making the china on the table clink together. "You cannot deny that even in his most watered down portrayals, he is all and simply about the game and staying as many steps ahead as possible! Death is defeat, and not death!"
Dlanor, sitting at the other end of the table, even thought this was a bit much.
"That is untrue, his relationships with the people he's close to and identifies with show his human side! It is true he focuses on his job to the absolute bitter end, but that's because it's who he is! That's why the people he is so close to accept him for who he is! He would no longer be Holmes without them, ergo, his relationships with others reinforces his humanity, it doesn't create it for him!"
It was a shouting match that bordered on temptation of using the red, if they weren't at dinner. Beatrice's cackling grin eventually grew serious-- she'd provoked him on a whim to see what he'd say, but now she was fully engrossed in the game-- and he, rampantly defending an idol. The idol. It got to the point where he accused her of not understanding the own laws she fashioned mysteries under and she boldly proclaimed that the closest thing Sherlock had to love was obsession in fascination and his clients only benefited from being objects to be solved.
They politely excused themselves from the table to take the conversation outside.
There was a collective sigh and hushed whispers around the table until they returned, disheveled and red. One could assess two things from the situation; they literally got into a fight, or the extremely more likely scenario, given they were a couple.
"... We've come to agree that Holmes doesn't wholly need people to be a humanizing character in most of his iterations..." Beatrice started.
"... But it is more effective and positive on his personality when he has others, especially Watson, around." Shinichi finished.
After a long stretch of silence, Erika, with a lopsided, disbelieving grin, raised her glass.
"To mentally stimulating agreements."