[She frowns slightly, turning towards ...where she thinks the voice is coming from. The acoustics in here are completely unnatural. Her face then breaks into a smile is meant to be alluring, but there is a dangerous edge to it.]
Come closer my dear, and you'll see how pretty I am.
He's inclined to smirk a bit, but he holds it in-- not that Irene would even be able to see it-- and instead opts to circle her chair like a shark, considering his options regarding what to ask her.]
Roses have thorns, they say, eh? No, no, better to admire you from a distance.
[He'd put on a Cockney accent, but he's pretty sure it's not even needed here.]
[Her smile changes again at that. Oh, yes. Whomever this is is better off that way indeed. Rather reminds her of an alley, a man's compliment, and a boquet of roses. But for her hand free to give this person what-for.]
All the worse to admire the details, then.
And as for that, well, I'd rather like to know as well. I suppose it depends on why I'm here in the first place.
Depends? Ahhh, pretty, you must know why you're here.
[The theatrics of it all are fairly pointless considering that their room conceals everything for him, but Holmes can never resist a little bit of theater now and then.]
[She smiles deeply - oh, yes, well turn-about is only fair. But she's the one strapped to a chair being asked questions about Holmes. Hence, him getting her into trouble.]
From the way you are using your words [because the accent and the voice are completely messed up somehow], I had an inkling you might be from home. And if you were, there is only one you could be speaking of.
[She feels a chill pass through her at the name, promptly followed by a tight ball of hot, mixed emotions. She forces her tone to stay light, but she is on high alert. She replies carefully,]
[If this was someone of Moriarty's, wouldn't he already know? So now, just who was this? She is suspicious when the way the interrogator speaks changes, but that is relatively trivial at the moment.]
Whomever has done this should at least have the nerve to show their face.
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He hopes that they weren't lying about the audio being skewed so that he couldn't be traced. Otherwise this would end in disaster.
Time to speak in a way that doesn't immediately give him away, though.]
Harsh words, harsh words, from such a pretty little lady.
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Come closer my dear, and you'll see how pretty I am.
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He's inclined to smirk a bit, but he holds it in-- not that Irene would even be able to see it-- and instead opts to circle her chair like a shark, considering his options regarding what to ask her.]
Roses have thorns, they say, eh? No, no, better to admire you from a distance.
[He'd put on a Cockney accent, but he's pretty sure it's not even needed here.]
Now, what are we gonna do with you.
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All the worse to admire the details, then.
And as for that, well, I'd rather like to know as well. I suppose it depends on why I'm here in the first place.
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[The theatrics of it all are fairly pointless considering that their room conceals everything for him, but Holmes can never resist a little bit of theater now and then.]
Sherlock Holmes. What do you know about 'im.
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I know that he gets me into trouble.
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[Whoops, dropped he disguise there, not that she'd know.]
...Anyway. Which Sherlock Holmes do you think I'm talking about?
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From the way you are using your words [because the accent and the voice are completely messed up somehow], I had an inkling you might be from home. And if you were, there is only one you could be speaking of.
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[But he already knew that.]
But about these 'troubles' you mentioned. What does the name 'Moriarty' mean to you, eh?
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It is the name of someone who once employed me.
[And by 'employ' she means 'blackmail'.]
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[And Holmes drops the disguise completely, not that it would matter.
He's curious.]
And what were the terms and conditions for your employment?
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She is suspicious when the way the interrogator speaks changes, but that is relatively trivial at the moment.]
I did as he asked, and he did nothing.
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[Holmes takes a moment to consider that.]
So you were under threat of your life?
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