Miss Irene Adler, if you please, though I've been told I'm known as "The Woman", as well. Contrary to the apparently popular belief, no, I'm not dead. It will take more than an arrogant fool and poorly laced tea to trick me. And don't act so surprised, you would have missed me if I was really gone. I like to travel, and love the opera. Do come by to talk. I love a good cup of tea, and I don't bite. Hard.
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If they cannot handle the rush, then they should not ask for the drug.
(Source: textsfrom-sherlock, via miss-ireneadler)
Don’t scoff like that. This is a very important survival skill for the modern woman.
(Source: textsfrom-sherlock, via ladyireneadler)
It could be its own sport, at this point.getthatoutofmyface replied to your post: Anyone up to anything particularly interesting today? Or is it snoozeville around here are per usual?
Does beating Holmes with my cane count as an activity?[dry smile] Beating Holmes always counts as an activity, whether it’s physical or not.
Always good to know.
Irene cocked her head before smirking in a reply. “Ah, I had forgotten. You’d rather savor every moment than do constructive things such as sleeping. Tell me, Holmes, how does it feel to suddenly have your quota for the month?” Irene ran her fingers through his hair in an attempt to subdue the wayward curls before waving the same hand in the air near her head ambiguously. “Hell if I know. It’s something an old acquaintance picked up on a trip to the east; they’d rise before the sun and spend a good thirty minutes making a fool out of themself.” She rolled her eyes good-naturedly, slipping into a subtle, saucy smile. “Pity, really. Free time such as that should be spent in other, more enjoyable, occupations.”“Mrood mormim mro mou mroo,” Irene muttered against the pillow. Turning her head so her lips barely cleared the fabric, she eyed Holmes, slightly groggy from trying to force herself back to sleep. “Please, for the love of everything good in this world, tell me that you…
[startled, she freezes momentarily, searching his mannerism for any sign of a lie, and finding none, frowned sincerely]. John, I’m…I’m sorry. I was not aware that you and Mary had broken things off. You’re going to be moving back in permanently? [nudges his shoulder companionably, a grin creeping back over her face] We can be roommates. Or at least neighbors.Why are you insisting on pushing this further? Irene, Holmes is far more interested in other people. My role in his life is to pick up the pieces afterwards. And that’s the only role I can see myself having..Not that i’m implying I want…
getthatoutofmyface replied to your post: Anyone up to anything particularly interesting today? Or is it snoozeville around here are per usual?
Does beating Holmes with my cane count as an activity?
[dry smile] Beating Holmes always counts as an activity, whether it’s physical or not.
I am hoping for the former.
