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@truemagicMaster Oh?
Well that is quite sweet of you to say dear!
I...don’t believe we have met before though?
Have you perhaps run into me on my travels?
@truemagicMaster (He huffs, turns around and turns back a few seconds later.
But he does...)
...See?
It...it cannot be /her/ can it?
The possibility is always there but if so...just HOW did she get here?
She was nothing more than a persona!
A disguise!
An exploration into my abilities...ᴬⁿᵈ ᵖᵒˢˢᶦᵇˡʸ ᵍᵉⁿᵈᵉʳ ᵖʳᵉˢᵉⁿᵗᵃᵗᶦᵒⁿ b-but that is besides the point.
(Sherlock is in the surveillance room, cycling back and forth through the security footage from the past few days.
Slowly, his face pales and his brow furrows at the sight of a woman’s silhouette practically dancing through the halls.)
...Oh bloody hell...she did waltz in here. https://t.co/XFdwcHvIpT
(Way up in the mooncell, Sherlock Alter is observing the facility below.
He is currently watching a certain doctor, fingers tented beneath his chin.)
...I suppose some things do not leave a person’s memories so easily...
...Bold Words For A Man Within Baja Blasting Distance.
CBS, this could easily be misconstrued as something very different you know... https://t.co/tUEqWP7uJ3
I do hope Madame Zoey is letting off those fireworks with supervision.
I am aware she is an adult but I do worry for the state of the halls.