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[yes_mother_hen]

[if anyone has even noticed the detective's absence (a very real one, for all of approximately two weeks-- his name, struck out of the refugee list), well, they'd notice that he's back now! he's at the Arrivals, a stack of completed forms on one side, his 'urban camouflage' costumes piled up on another

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[An animal! That totally catches Red attention! (And Pikachu's, who is resting on Red's lap.)]

...what's that?

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[yes_mother_hen]

This-- [he says as he tries to push the pony's head away from the hem of his jacket]-- is Equus ferus caballus, more commonly known as the 'pony', less commonly known as a hoofed nuisance.

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[Pikachu exclaims a "Piii!", trying to get the pony's attention. Red is frowning at Sherlock's treatment of the animal, but his curiosity is stronger.]

...he's cute. [You know, for a horse without hair on fire.] What can it do?

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[yes_mother_hen]

[Great, more animals-- Holmes glances at the feed, which prompts the pony to do the same, comically enough...]

It can get people across borders, though trains would be a better method of transportation.

[missthewoman]

[Two weeks. She'd begun to worry.
She was not troubled in the least by his absence, minus the fact that her invitation had gone so long unanswered.]

A charming guest you have there. Do make sure it doesn't eat its way through your flat, poor dear.

1/??? i'm sorry for incoming tl;dr

[yes_mother_hen]

[and instinctively, reflexively, his mouth opens and he turns his head towards the Guide, ready with a snappy quip of his own-- 'I knew you'd say that', 'Not to worry, I've--', 'If you'd like to take him off my hands--'

and then he remembers that his restored memories concerning the things that he's seen, the things that he's experienced on this ship, don't necessarily coincide with the things that he's just seen, back in their world, back in the streets of London and the gardens of France and the alleyways in Germany.

more importantly, the discrepancy between a reality that happened and a reality that may or may not happen, if what just happened to Holmes happens to Irene.

his mind whirrs, full-speed, before it grinds suddenly to a halt, for just a moment. but it's a moment.]

[yes_mother_hen]

[ 'she succumbed immediately.'

those words, somewhat ironically farcical (Irene? 'succumbing'?), ring in his mind. he reaches inside his pocket for a handkerchief that he doesn't have anymore (into the ocean on the outskirts of France, a quiet salute to her Parisian perfume), starts up the engines of his mind again, and thinks.

emotions, always the great hindrance. how best to deal with this?]

[yes_mother_hen]

[he's had experiences in dead men walking, even if the dead man had turned out to be quite obviously alive, after all. he won't say 'and maybe this is the same', however-- he hates pulling conjectures out of thin air, hates the thought of crafting a convenient excuse for the sake of peace of mind.

when had he ever strove to keep up with that notion, anyway?

all of this flits through his mind in one fluid moment, arrows moving from one planned course of action to another. Irene may notice that it's taking Holmes a few seconds to respond to the feed, but all things considered, it's only a few seconds.]

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[ineuphony]

Mr.Holmes!

[yes_mother_hen]

[TRYING TO GET THIS PONY OFF]

--Ah, Maka. Good day.

[STUPID PONY STOP NUDGING THE GUIDE!!!]

[ineuphony]

I was starting to get worried. Who's your friend?

[yes_mother_hen]

Wormholes. You know how they are.

[tries to shove the pony back again, delicately.]

As for my 'friend', it seems he followed me across the border and across the galaxy.

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[lotusrebel]

There you are!

... Oh, my god that pony is so cute.

[yes_mother_hen]

A touching display of your concern for me, Lien.

[lotusrebel]

Your well being is always the first thing on my mind Holmes!

... But yeah, where the hell were you-- [c'mon Lien deduce, deduce] Ah, never mind. Geez, got worried for a moment there, but it seems the wormholes were nice this time!

[yes_mother_hen]

[the pony is now trying to worm its head under Holmes's arm...]

Ah yes, they were kind enough to saddle me-- no pun intended-- with this surprise gift. I'm sure Sherlock would love the intrusion.

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[chicknisfinetoo]

I don't think horses really eat clothes...

Maybe clovers but not clothes. It could be mistaken though.

[yes_mother_hen]

Whether or not the thing has an appetite for my clothing-- [swats the pony away]-- it seems to have a penchant for gnawing on them.

[chicknisfinetoo]

If you're polite, he may be more inclined to stop.

[yes_mother_hen]

Perhaps it would take more kindly to your request.

[a facetious smile.]