Elementary (P)

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    Sherlock popped his collar up of his coat before walking out onto the London streets from his flat on Baker street. He was glad the sidewalks weren't that busy and then he went to flag down a taxi when he felt a hand over his mouth and a needle in his neck. He grabbed the hand male, bulky, African, expirence need with syringes from heroine addition before he could decipher anymore the world turned black.


    Sherlock shot up as soon as he woke and absorbed his surrondings. A basement, mostly likely, cement walls, no windows and a iron door. Then his eyes landed on a figure unconscience across the room



    "It's good to see you're awake, Mr. Holmes." The figure stated calmly, "I do hope you'll forgive me for the inconvenient way of getting here, but it was for the best. would you like anything to eat or drink? Tea, biscuits?" It was a tall man, not extremely heavy and rather lanky like the other in the room.


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    Sherlock stood and tried to read the man but found he couldn't get to far. This man could hide well. "No I'm fine, I'd much rather like to know why I'm here. And who you are while you're at it" he stood and tried to fix his scarf but he found that he wasn't wearing his scarf and coat, only his suit



    The man gave a chuckle, "Come now, Mr. Holmes... Surely you don't need me to tell you who I am. Can't you read me like you do so often?" He must have seen the detective looking for his scarf and coat, "Your posessions are in good hands; they're hanging up as we speak. Now, do you have any idea why you might be here?"


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    Sherlock looked around again "Well you're not part of Moriarty's web. No you're trying to make your own. From what could guess there are many reasons to capture me, ransom, blackmail, the list goes on but you don't want money or leverage. You want me for something" he narrowed his eyes. Trying his hardest to finish the puzzle



    "You're getting close, Mr. Holmes... Not completely correct, but getting there." The man stated, a trace of a grin caught in his voice, "Shall I tell you which is right or wrong? Or would you rather continue guessing and reading me?"


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    He rolled his eyes and put his hands behind his back "tell me what I've got right and wrong" he tried to hide the little dent in his pride that caused. He could sense it he knew what it was but...it wasn't clicking.



    The man chuckled, "Sore, Mr. Holmes, that you aren't completely correct? I'm not a part of Moriarty's 'web' as you call it, but I don't at all want you for anything you listed, not even for whatever it is you were planning on saying."


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    "With you gone, the constables will be unable to solve any crime." The man chuckled a little bit, "Not everyone in this world are as dull as you think, Mr. Holmes."
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    He sighed "of course, I figured it was something more ambitious. But your reason had to be to so boring" he stepped closer to the man "you're not dull but your reasons are"



    "Oh, really? Mr. Holmes, what happens if the constables can't get in touch with you? Such a boring reason... I can get away with anything I want. I can walk right past the constables and the blind fools won't notice a thing!" He was still too far for Sherlock to get a good look, but bits of whispy blong hair was visible, his features rather chisled.


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    He chuckled "perhaps, but why is it my concern? Oh I see, you think I care if they don't succeed. Well the truth is I do cases because they challenge me . Not because it's a good thing"



    "Without you, they're nothing. You'll be plenty entertained here, of course. Why would let you sit here and rot in boredom. I know how you get when you're bored. rest assured; there are no guns for you to shot the wall with." The man stated, "I'm aware that it isn't for the success.... However, they won't get it either way."


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    "Why are we talking then? I mean if I'm just being held here so you can cause chaos then why are you just chatting with me?" He took another step closer



    "I've already started." The man answered, finally allowing the detective close enough to see him. He was a tall and thin blonde, mismatched blue and green eyes glinting in the dim light. It would take a moment, but Sherlock was likely to realize that this man had bumped into him several days before.


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    Sherlock raised an eyebrow "Ah, that's who you are. I thought you were a male prostitute, course I'm sure that was on purpose"



    "A male prostitute? What gave you that thought? Aside from the bondage, of course." The man gave a smirk, crossing his arms as he waited for a reply.


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    "Well you are attracted to men and spent about 30 minutes on your appearance before you got in here to talk to me. That day you were also wearing the signature style of that job" he walked closer In a taunting way



    The man chuckled, "Hm, you are a bright one, aren't you?" He wasn't too phased by the comment or the movement, instead watching, "You won't be able to come much closer; the chains aren't much longer than this." He was rather amused by the detective's accusations, "Oh? Was I dressed as though I was a male prostitute?"
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