memeshare Time For Something Fun

[wasinnocent]

The memory opens on Charis in a red dress that looks like something worn in the Edwardian age. She's currently trying to maneuver herself up from a rather compromising position on top of a man with a handlebar mustache. Gotta love how hard it is to move in these damn dresses.

"Begging your pardon, Miss! Please allow me to apologize for the compromising position I seem to have..." the man with the mustache stutters out.

"Don't be so stuffy, Doctor. It was me who fell into your arms." Charis responds as she pulls herself up.

"To your feet, Watson! The killer cleric shall not escape us!" A voice shouts out as a man in a jacket and vest starts to run forward.

"Quite passionate when he gets going, isn't he?" she asks as she offers a hand to the doctor.

Fog swirls around the group of three as they chase down the prey they're hunting. For a moment it seems they've lost him until maniacal laughter breaks out and then the clatter of hooves can be heard ringing down the empty streets of London. A man on a horse and carriage races past while firing his weapon at them. They're barely able to dodge.

"Driver! Sherlock Holmes requires the use of your carriage on a matter of gravest importance. will you oblige?" the man demands of an empty carriage.

"Only for you, Mister 'Olmes." The driver says as he gives the carriage over.

"Your reputation precedes you, Mr. Holmes." Charis says as they take off in pursuit.

"And yours should carry a government health warning, my dear. What devilry is this--invulnerability to gunfire, flaming swords that rise from the body, strength beyond that of a mortal man?!" Holmes questions.

"Not devilry, Mr. Holmes, just science, though far in advance of any this world is aware of." Charis responds.

"I'll say! Worse than Dr. Frankenstein and his grave-robbing machinations!" Holmes retorts.

"Excuse me, gentlemen, but I need a little more freedom of movement then your society likes to give it's women." Charis says as she rips the dress off, stripping down to her corset and garters.

"I fear this tale may be a little too risque for your regular reader in the Strand, Watson." Holmes doesn't even try to hide the slightly shocked expression on his face.

"Not to mention my wife, Holmes!" Watson responds, though he doesn't look away.

"Steady as she goes, Mr. Holmes." Charis says as she prepares to leap from their carriage to the targets carriage.

"Good lord, Miss Adrastea!" Watson shouts as she makes the jump. A swordfight breaks out between Charis and a blond cleric with a claw for a hand and a flaming sword. The carriage starts to fall apart as the horses break free and Charis loses her balance. The cleric raises his sword for a final blow to Charis as maniacal laughter echoes around her.

"The lord giveth and the lord taketh--" a sword goes straight through him from the back.

"En garde, fiend!" Holmes says as he pulls the bloody sword from the body.

"Bravo, Holmes!" Watson shouts as he pulls Charis up from the ledge she'd almost found herself falling off of.

"Hardly my finest case, Watson. Not only did I stab the villain in the back, but I had precious few opportunities to exercise that keen deductive mind you're always writing about..." For a moment Holmes sounds almost disappointed, bordering on sulky. His tone picks up though as he bows to Charis and offers her sword back to her.

"However, I daresay I've uncovered a mystery more suited to my talents. I suspect there's moer to you and the events of this night than you've alluded to, Miss Adrastea." He says as she takes her sword.

"That, Mr. Holmes is a myster I'd advise you not to try and solve," she says with a bow in return.

"And that, my dear is a challenge I may not be able to resist," he responds as he takes his pipe out.

She smirks as she turns around. "Then, the game's afoot, Mr. Holmes! I only hope you can keep up..."

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audio un:pnwsalex

[11calls]

[Alex and Charis had discussed her being the Woman in Holmes before, but it's something else to see it in this context. So, she just sounds incredibly amused and slightly teasing when she replies:]

Well, I can see why you impressed him so!

[wasinnocent]

Never been sure if I fully impressed him, or just left him frustrated because he couldn't solve the mystery. [ Both are equally amusing options to her. ] He got close to figuring it out a few times.

[11calls]

Aren't they both the same thing, really?

[Alex is here for the rest of this story.]

How close did he get?

[wasinnocent]

They're close enough. [ She chuckles. ] He figured out that I wasn't actually any sort of goddess or spirit. Got real close to realizing I might be something not from his world. Just couldn't quite grasp the alien aspect.

[11calls]

All that logic and reason.

[She knows the feeling.]

[wasinnocent]

And very little imagination. It's funny, Watson got closer to believing that I might be alien. I think he wanted to believe that.

[11calls]

[Okay, that makes her laugh and Alex can't help but to ask:]

Really?

[wasinnocent]

Yeah. He was more open to ideas that didn't require a copious amount of hard evidence. Holmes couldn't find any supporting evidence to the "she's not from Earth" theory. I think it caused them a few arguments.

[11calls]

I always thought they liked to have arguments, really.

[Not unlike Alex herself.]

audio: rey

[unpawnish]

You're quite good with a sword. I've never seen anything quite like it.

[wasinnocent]

My people specialized in fighting with blades. And I've had a long time to learn as many different styles as I can. The key to keeping your opponent off-guard is to never fight in one style alone.

[unpawnish]

I understand that. It's what Master Leia said when she was training me.

[wasinnocent]

Sounds like she was a good teacher. What were you training in?

[unpawnish]

Becoming a Jedi.

[wasinnocent]

You're gonna have to explain what that is.

[unpawnish]

Do you know what the Force is?

[OOC: totally feel free to Fourth Wall, we good with it!]

[wasinnocent]

Heard it mentioned as part of some movie.

Audio - UN: detwatts

[gadaboutdetective]

[He is not going to get overly excited about this; he isn’t his friend George or Detective Murdoch...

But it would be a lie to say he wasn’t incredibly interested to learn that the characters from the book that was a large part of his childhood were real in another world. Not to mention the fact that Charis’ experience with them was quite... an event.]

It seems you’re world is um— quite full of excitement.

[wasinnocent]

Non-stop roller coaster of fun. [ There's a degree of sarcasm to her tone. Charis would rather have excitement than boredom but even she can admit a break now and then would be nice. ]

At least I can never say I'm bored. And neither can the people around me.

[gadaboutdetective]

Mm... Yes, that’s quite clear by the looks of it.

[He can’t help but ask further on the subject, of course.]

Did you cross paths with Mr. Holmes and Dr. Watson often in that time?

[wasinnocent]

Nah, not often. A few other times after that, but only because Holmes kept trying to find out what I actually was.

[gadaboutdetective]

Ah... Did he ever work it out? Or were you able to stump him?

[wasinnocent]

Never did work it out that I know of. I stopped seeing him after a while, got a bit too difficult. [ And when things get too difficult she just disengages with people. ] He refused to entertain the idea that I might be from a different planet than Earth.

[gadaboutdetective]

Ah— it can be difficult to accept that which seems impossible. I know even I would have a difficult time accepting it if I weren’t here...

[Humming a little, he adds.]

But with evidence supporting it, or a lack of evidence to disprove it? It seems more logical to entertain the possibility. Of course... My fellow detective might argue against the notion, he’s very mm... stubborn about the unknown.

[wasinnocent]

You'd think the evidence would have swayed him, but he was convinced there was a more logical explanation for it. He always had to find logical explanations.

[ A beat ] Were you familiar with him in your world?