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Text | Unhackable | Untraceable- from 'M' bombingtype August 17 2011, 19:42:38 UTC
backdated to the 16th

I HAVE YOUR DOCUMENTS

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Re: Text | Unhackable | Untraceable- from 'M' under_thehood August 17 2011, 20:43:42 UTC
Where would you like to meet or leave them?

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Re: Text | Unhackable | Untraceable- from 'M' bombingtype August 18 2011, 01:52:19 UTC
THEY'LL BE DELIVERED TO YOU. GIVE ME YOUR ADDRESS.

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Re: Text | Unhackable | Untraceable- from 'M' under_thehood August 18 2011, 13:26:16 UTC
Sector Nine, east end, [street and apartment address]

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[offline] bombingtype August 18 2011, 14:33:28 UTC
[The correct papers are in a manilla envelope marked 'M', held by a rather confused looking delivery boy as he knocks on Jason's front door.]

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Re: [offline] under_thehood August 18 2011, 14:36:18 UTC
[Jason answers the door in a t-shirt and levi's, sling wrapped around his shoulder as he does so. He sees the letter on the envelope and holds out his hand for the papers.]

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Re: [offline] bombingtype August 18 2011, 14:41:51 UTC
Hi, um.

[He tries to act cheery, even through his confusion.]

Someone asked me, to- give this to the- uh, 'brat' that lives here. I don't mean to be rude, sir, but... would that be you?

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Re: [offline] under_thehood August 18 2011, 14:55:27 UTC
[Jason raises an eyebrow before a scowl crosses his face. Brat, his ass. He holds up a finger and quickly retrieves a few papers of his own, inside a plain white envelope which he quickly writes 'DW' across. Inside are more detailed descriptions of Sherlock's and Watson's movements, who they've been seeing, when, where, with notes about familiar and reoccurring faces.]

Yes, I'm the brat. Send this back to the asshole who sent you. Or his P.O. box, I don't give a crap.

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Re: [offline] bombingtype August 18 2011, 15:01:18 UTC
Alright. Thanks! And, uh. [He bites his lip.]. Sorry about that. See you later!

[In the midst of the papers, the postal boy had slipped Jason his phone number- hastily written in pencil, with a scribbled name on top of it.

Jim.

With a jaunty little wave, James Moriarty moves back onto the street and disappears down a back alley.]

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Re: [offline] under_thehood August 18 2011, 15:41:58 UTC
[Jason just stares after the delivery boy before noticing the small paper in his hand. JIm.

Huh, maybe their alliance isn't so ended after all.]

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