"Suspicions Are Too High" {Sherlock RP}

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    "Well gee -- I wonder why," she muttered with an emotionless stare as she stepped in his hand.

    Sherlock let out a hiss of air and closed his eyes. "How about I leave. Will that work for you?" He hissed.

    "Good. Have fun with your man child." He sneered before he slid down the ladder.

    John raised an eyebrow. "Sherlock ... Are we forgetting the fact that -- you know -- the most wanted criminal mastermind, who tried to KILL you, is standing right there?"


    Cameron rolled her eyes, saluting the two sarcastically.

    "Yes, I know." Sherlock said simply. "If we're going to go after them, we have to join their game. Come John." He said before he marched away back towards the flat.


    Moriarty waved to them happily, a grin plastered on his face.

    John glanced up at the two suspiciously, but continued to follow Sherlock away.


    Cameron sighed and crossed her arms, tapping her foot impatiently.

    "Let's just grab some 'supplies' and the game is on." Sherlock explained to John.


    "That was fun." Moriarty snickered as he peered over the buildings edge.

    John crossed his arms. "Supplies? Specifically?"


    "You're very welcome," she mumbled, rolling her eyes.

    "A gun maybe, guns seem fun." Sherlock explained simply.


    "I was just lazy." Moriarty enthused, "and you looked like you had it."

    "A ... Gun? It sounds like you're trying to get on their level," John stated.


    Cameron huffed. "Welcome back."

    "I could always get my harpoon." Sherlock suggested. "or just handcuffs, you know, boring."


    "Yes, thanks." Moriarty hummed gratefully with a smile.

    "Well knowing you, you'll probably use some variety," John teased.


    Cameron grinned slightly, but tried to hide it for a serious effect.

    Sherlock tilted his head from side to side and shrugged. "Possibly."


    Moriarty pointed at her and gave her a smug grin.

    John shook his head with a smile, chuckling to himself.


    "Oh shhhh. Shut up," she hissed, trying to hold back her own laughter.

    "Ok, let's be on our way. To get my harpoon." Sherlock stated with a grin.


    Moriarty raised his eyebrows and smiled wide at her.

    "You get too excited for these things ..." John pointed out, grinning slightly himself.


    Cameron finally burst out into laughter, the serious look completely gone from her face.

    "Yes, it's fascinating. I don't know how you don't get excited, you seem to get an adrenaline rush from adventure." Sherlock declared.


    Moriarty smiled once again and hummed to himself in victory.

    "Oh shush," he muttered, the smile still plastered on his face.


    Cameron shook her head. "I'm pissed at you ... I really really am," she tried to say firmly, but still was giggling every now and then.

    "Okay then, tell me you don't get one." Sherlock urged him.


    "Oh yeah," Moriarty laughed with a grin. "Like I'll ever believe you can be angry at little old me." He added with a hum.