RP between lilyessenceart ( .com) as Sherlock and Mycroft Holmes and nicolemikaelson ( .com) as Molly Hooper.
I can tell you this chat was amazing and the story was soooo cute!
Please read it.
Please leave me a comment...I absolutly want to know what you're thinking!
Sherlock: Hello
Molly: Hey my name is Molly Hooper. I´m working at St. Barts
Molly: How are you?
Sherlock: I'm fine.
Molly: Oh that´s good. I got lot of work to do
Molly: You know people die every day ^^ *trying to joke*
Sherlock: Don't joke, Molly. You're terrible at it.
Molly: Okay
Molly: I thought…I mean if you want….
Molly: do you want coffee?
Sherlock: I want?
Sherlock: Coffee?
Sherlock: Yes, black with two sugars. Go get yourself something to eat as well.
Sherlock: We have a lab to run. *pulls out soil sample*
Molly: Okay *unsettled*
Sherlock: Hurry now. Coffee doesn't travel by itself.
Molly: I´ll be right back
Molly: Here. Hot nice cup of coffee. *hands over to Sherlock*
Sherlock: *accepts without thanks, sips, and sets down next to microscope*
Sherlock: Molly, what do you think of these pathogens?
Sherlock: *moves microscope lens swivel*
Molly: Let me look
Sherlock: *frowns, pulls out phone, places back in front jacket pocket*
Molly: They just came in. I had no time to do any tests
Sherlock: No, Molly.
Sherlock: Just observe!
Sherlock: What of those pathogens?
Molly: Äh you are the brain here isn´t it?
Sherlock: *frowns again and swivels microscope back to himself*
Sherlock: *phone buzzes* *ignores*
Sherlock: *buzzes again*
Sherlock: Molly
Sherlock: Can you get that?
Molly: Lestrade was here just one hour ago. He said he needs you. There was another suicide but now there was a message too
Molly: Oh yes of course
Sherlock: Front pocket - not important
Sherlock: Lestrade probably just found the the footprint sample that I've already brought here.
Molly: *walks over to Sherlock, takes his phone out* It´s your brother
Sherlock: Mycroft.
Sherlock: Ignore it.
Molly: Yes. He is your only brother? *weird*
Sherlock: *still peering at microscope*
Sherlock: There needs to be something I'm not seeing…
Sherlock: Yes - my estranged brother with a minor seat in the British government.
Sherlock: I'm sure whatever he's decided to bother me isn't important enough for him to bother fixing himself.
Sherlock: Hence, not important.
Molly: So do you want me to call John to try Mycroft´s case himself?
Sherlock: Oh, no no, leave John. He's currently pulling articles online with his slow finger typing about protozoan viruses for me.
Sherlock: Far more important.
Sherlock: Mycroft can wait.
Sherlock: Wait.
Sherlock: There.
Molly: Did you find something?
Sherlock: Bring me a .5M hydrochloric acid solution
Sherlock: It's on the upper shelf behind me.
Sherlock: *preparing new slide of soil sample*
Molly: *walks over to the shelf getting 5M hydrochloric acid solution*
Molly: Here
Molly: *hands it over*
Sherlock: *glances at bottle*
Sherlock: Molly, .5M, not 5M.
Sherlock: I'd kill the protozoa I've just found.
Sherlock: *reaches over and pulls correct bottle*
Sherlock: One would think you haven't been through public education the way you act around me.
Molly: Sorry I don´t know where I have my head today
Sherlock: Obviously not on your shoulders/
Molly: *hands over .5M hydrochloric acid solution*
Sherlock: *returns to microscope with pipette of liquid*
Sherlock: Ah.
Sherlock: See.
Sherlock: *doesn't offer scope, just goes on*
Sherlock: Basic soil with traces of E. histolytica…
Molly: Do you know with what we are dealing here?
Sherlock: That continue to survive even in an acidic solution…
Sherlock: I have seven ideas
Sherlock: Three of which do not bode well for either of us.
Molly: Ok only four left
Sherlock: Quiet, Molly, I'm thinking.
Sherlock: *goes to shelf to look for barium hydroxide*
Molly: *walks in the room quietly*
Sherlock: Molly, feet make noise. Do quiet yours.
Sherlock: *pulls bottle and sits down again*
Sherlock: Text Lestrade and ask him if there were any barium traces on the body
Molly: Shall I leave? Cause it seems that you don´t need my either
Sherlock: There should have been…
Sherlock: Molly, did you do the autopsy for a "Renegree, Bahn"?
Molly: *still holds Sherlock´s mobile phone in her hands and stars texting Lestrade*
Sherlock: *prepares new slide for microscope*
Sherlock: *excited*
Sherlock: Oh.
Sherlock: Of course.
Molly: Yes. 67, natural causes… I think. He used to work here. I knew him, he was nice
Sherlock: E. histolytica in dry soil…
Sherlock: Is he still in the morgue?
Sherlock: E. histolytica that survives in both acidic and basic environments…
Sherlock: Hydrocloric acid and Barium hydroxide would neutralize each other…
Sherlock: Oh no, Molly… He died of a protozoan poisoning.
Sherlock: *frightening grin*
Molly: Well yes but I already send the documents
Sherlock: Come now.
Sherlock: To the morgue!
Molly: Sherlock I would do anything but I could lose my job
Sherlock: *stops*
Sherlock: Really, now, Molly…
Molly: *swallows*
Sherlock: Phone. *opens hands*
Molly: *shortly glanced at him and hands over his phone*
Molly: I could send you the documents.
Sherlock: Ah.
Sherlock: Delightful.
Molly: Fine
Sherlock: *secretly delighted that he wouldn't have to ask Mycroft*
Molly: *worries about her job…but it is Sherlock…she would do everything for him*
Sherlock: *phone buzzes in hand again, Sherlock pockets without checking*
Molly: Could be important!
Sherlock: *stares at Molly*
Sherlock: Now, why would you know what's important and not important?
Sherlock: *suspicious*
Molly: Your brother text you when it´s not important but in the last minutes he called you 4 times. I hold your phone in my pockets so you couldn´t hear it ringing. So I think it is really important.
Molly: You said I shall be quiet…that´s why I haven´t told you about the calls.
Sherlock: *pulls out phone*
Sherlock: *checking messages and calls*
Sherlock: Sherlock, at Barts? - MH
Sherlock: I'm sure you have the soil sample already - MH
Sherlock: Sherlock, watch those around you. - MH
Molly: Well Sherlock tell me is it important now or not? Was I right?
Sherlock: Those that are closest have the most to lose. - MH
Sherlock: *it clicks together for Sherlock*
Sherlock: Oh.
Sherlock: Molly.
Sherlock: *takes small step back*
Sherlock: You've tried to keep me from knowing you did it…
Sherlock: The coffee, you got me, but I only took a sip, it tasted terrible.
Molly: *gets a little bit more nervous*
Sherlock: Drugged - couldn't have been too difficult to get a sedative in a hospital…
Molly: I know the coffee here tasted horrible. Nobody likes it
Sherlock: Didn't get any food for yourself, means you didn't expect to stay around me…
Sherlock: But I didn't drink the coffee, and you couldn't leave…
Sherlock: And the messages from Mycroft.
Sherlock: You felt were important.
Sherlock: Does he know something I don't?!
Sherlock: Wait
Sherlock: Don't tell me.
Sherlock: You wanted me to destroy the evidence.
Sherlock: It'd look like an accident.
Sherlock: All those pathogens shrivelling up and disappearing…
Molly: You say always you don´t eat while working and I don´t know I´m taken to it too ^^
Sherlock: Too convenient, but I caught it.
Sherlock: Molly, you've even falsified the autopsy papers.
Sherlock: *frowning deeply*
Sherlock: You've taken many steps to attempt to stop me from coming to this conclusion about Bhan.
Molly: I would never do that…this is my job…I studied so long to work here
Molly: *frightens*
Molly: *starts to shiver*
Sherlock: Molly, you've poisoned, Bhan.
Sherlock: *slightly incredulous*
Molly: Why should I?
Sherlock: I don't understand either, Molly. Why would you?
Sherlock: *furrows brows*
Sherlock: 67 years at time of death. He was a senior at Barts then. You've worked with him.
Sherlock: His age implies that he was your superior.
Sherlock: So. Why does a young lab attendant need to remove their head?
Molly: That´s right. I knew him very well.
Sherlock: Power? Security of position?
Molly: No… *frowns*
Sherlock: He must have threatened to move you from Barts. You just said you've worked so hard to work here.
Sherlock: So, staying here at Barts.
Sherlock: What's here that no other morgue has?
Sherlock: *still thinking deeply*
Sherlock: I don't understand, Molly. Why would you poison a man?
Sherlock: *enters Mycroft*
Molly: Well I think the murder wouldn´t have killed him because of the good coffee here
Mycroft: Sherlock, stop frightening the young lady.
Sherlock: Mycroft.
Mycroft: Perhaps there is something that she wants to say, but hasn't been able to say it.
Mycroft: *nods to Molly*
Molly: I never wanted this to happen *a tear runs down her cheek*
Molly: Sherlock why do you think that I´m still here and help you…instead of all the people who call you a freak and psychopath and turn their back to you?
Sherlock: *still thinking* Molly… *looks up* I don't know what you're wanting me to say…
Sherlock: You're still here and helping me…
Sherlock: *looks at Molly carefully for any visual clues*
Molly: Yes because I´m not like the woman….I don´t count
Molly: *looks over to Mycroft*
Sherlock: *looks at Mycroft when Molly breaks gaze*
Mycroft: Think about it, Sherlock.
Sherlock: The last text message…
Sherlock: Molly.
Sherlock: *turns to look Molly straight in the eye* Do you wish to stay at Barts because I am here?
Molly: *she turns into butter*
Molly: Finally…*sighs*
Sherlock: Eye dilation, weak knees, flushing face.
Sherlock: You're in love with me.
Sherlock: *still shocked, incredulous again*
Molly: *the words sound like music in her mind*
Sherlock: Oh the Met is going to have a field day with this *look sharply at Mycroft*
Mycroft: I've already handled it, Sherlock. Miss Hooper has created very passable death certificate and tests.
Molly: Yes. Sherlock…you think it´s impossible that there is someone who could love you…but…I…do!
Sherlock: *looks back at Molly*
Sherlock: You are confessing.
Sherlock: *confused again*
Sherlock: *opens and closes mouth*
Sherlock: Molly.
Sherlock: I don't know what to say.
Sherlock: Molly.
Sherlock: *smiles to himself*
Sherlock: I'm going to tell you what I told a very good person a while before.
Molly: Bhan said that I would lose my job….I couldn´t accept it because I don´t wanted to lose you
Sherlock: After this, we became the closest of friends, and people even began mistaking us as lovers.
Sherlock: Molly, I understand.
Sherlock: And while I've never felt what you seem to be feeling, I have come across it many times before in my life.
Sherlock: The feeling of close friends, of loss at separation.
Sherlock: While I am flattered by your interest, you must find me married to my work.
Molly: I noticed it…everyday…but I don´t wanted it to be real. I always hoped that there is a change
Sherlock: I'm a sociopath, whatever I can give to you isn't real to begin with. *frowns and shakes head*
Sherlock: But I'll remember you, Molly.
Sherlock: And even if you follow me with the same dodgginess that John follows me, you'll be happy, I'll make sure of it.
Molly: You know it´s funny…I did this all so that I don´t lose you and now I´m going to prison…and what I wanted to prevent is now going to happen.
Sherlock: Shhh. Molly, don't worry, Mycroft has got it handled.
Sherlock: *smiles8
Sherlock: You'll be all right.
Molly: *grins shy*
Sherlock: *waves hand at Mycroft to get him to leave*
Sherlock: *leans down in front of Molly's face*
Mycroft: *chuckles, smiles, and takes his queue to leave, swinging umbrella*
Sherlock: I'm always going to be here, Molly. And you will, too.
Molly: *stares into Sherlock´s eyes*
Sherlock: *stares steadily back* I'm sorry, Molly. That I frightened you and that I cannot reciprocate what you feel to me.
Molly: Thank you for everything *says silently*
Sherlock: Thank you for everything as well *eyes silently say*
Molly: Sherlock…*her face gets closer to his* I… *wants to kiss but before her lips meet his….she turns her head away* I respect you and this are my feelings…I don´t want to change you because you are perfect as you are
Sherlock: Thank you, Molly. *smiling and straightens up*
Molly: If Mycroft helps me so that I don´t go to prison I probably could work here again…and the situation is confusing enough.
Sherlock: Now, I have to go relieve John of his researching duties. I'm sure I'll be able to find a suitable cover story from Mycroft about the protozoa.
Sherlock: *picks up coat*
Sherlock: Molly, do get rid of the coffee before someone actually tries to drink it.
Sherlock: *winks*
Sherlock: *exits room*
Molly: Okay *she says but he was already out of the room*
(cues end theme musiccccc~)
lilyessenceart (Sherlock): (AWWW SO CUTE)
nicolemikaelson (Molly): (omg it was soo sweet!)
nicolemikaelson: (I want to read this rp over and over again haha :D )
lilyessenceart: (Lol, I haven't played Sherlock in ages. :P More of a
John person myself. More emotional. )
nicolemikaelson: (I just thought hey we don´t I try to write as Molly here and
than you came xD haha But omg your Sherlock was brilliant)
lilyessenceart: (Thank you, heheh, I do enjoy him, but sometimes, he
comes off a bit 2D during roleplay because you can't really type
out everything that happening in his head.)
lilyessenceart: (And your Molly was adorable!)
lilyessenceart: (I gave you the opportunity to kiss Sherlock, but you
follow the character, so CUTE! )
nicolemikaelson: (yes sherlock must be very complicated to play...my nativ language is german so I unfortunalty don´t know all the expressions Sherlock would use ^^)
nicolemikaelson: (Yes it made me sad too :') but I thought I or Molly would never harm him only because she loves him. ^^ )
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