FEBRUARY TEST DRIVE

[nukeoleptic]

THE TEST DRIVE MEME

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[unpuzzling]

Wife to Loki. [There's a point of hesitation as he looks at her out of the corner of his eye. Sherlock had wondered if Joan would be there.] She's fond of nurturing and caring for others. One of the kinder individuals. [Outside of a brief comment to Thor, he hadn't made contact with the gods themselves. He wanted to enter that interaction fully prepared. Now that Joan is here, he has a feeling that will come sooner than he originally expected.]

And separate for the time being. I believe we can procure ourselves positions of employment to afford a small place, as our money is otherwise ... useless here. [And though he believes that they can solve cases for the natives, they'll still need a supplementary income.] It will be temporary. But as it remains temporary, I should warn you right away: Moriarty is here, and claims to be from the future. A time after her release. I've found no reason to believe otherwise. But she likes to pay ... house calls.

[His face scrunches up slightly at the memory, and he looks ahead. He knows it's a great deal of information to process, so he allows her to do so.]

[medica]

You're talking about them as if they're physically here.

( moriarty. that's someone who they couldn't seem to get away from lately. she looks away, but says nothing for a moment. the subject had presented itself to them earlier when they had dealt with moriarty and who they later found to be moriarty's daughter. it was a delicate subject that joan needed to float well. sherlock's feelings about moriarty would probably be better discussed at a later time. ) Has she tried anything while she was here? Reestablish her criminal network?

[unpuzzling]

I've attempted to track her whereabouts, and I've also set up a system through which she is limited in her ability to send information. She can't use one of the only couriers available in the city because of our correspondence. [And Sherlock will admit to himself that it's the only time he's bothered to make productive use of their letters outside of his own selfish means. He knows it's unwise to continue that here, given the circumstances, but then, he did wait until she started it again.

That's not to say he wouldn't have restarted it himself. But he was stalling, being stubborn, and perhaps hoping he might be released from that. A fleeting hope, really.]

Barring that sole limitation, I've found myself needing to tag along with her. But I've not been completely successful. [There's a pause, and when he picks up again, he sounds rather more emphatic, as if this is a frustration that's been boiling beneath the surface just waiting to be let go of.] I know not who she associates with or if she has any schemes arising. She has taunted people with her usage of Greek over these bracelets, but otherwise—[The tension doesn't leave him at all, but he does slump somewhat.] There is nothing. But there are no immediate murders. As far as I know. There is a war, and it is a pressing concern, of which I'm sure she intends to use as an opportunity.

[medica]

( she realizes that means their contact has continued since they've been here through the letters. joan says nothing, as her gaze falls to the ground. while she knows its not her responsibility to necessarily protect sherlock, she knows a trigger when she sees one. at the same time, she knows that trying to address it now might push the situation in a less than favorable direction.

if moriarty really was from at a later point in time after being released from jail, was she reformed? possibly. in all honesty though, the suspicions that she (and sherlock, given his actions) has of moriarty probably would never subside, especially after everything she put them through. )

Maybe between the two of us we'll be able to monitor her more closely. She may not have access to her resources though, which makes her less of a threat to others. ( still, joan knew that she was on par with sherlock with regard to intelligence and could manipulate others if she chose to. when he mentions the war, she looks up, her eyes widening. ) A war? Between who?

[unpuzzling]

The frost giants of Thrymheim and the Gods of Asgard. I've had a number of rather fruitful discussions over the veracity of these Gods, ones that you wouldn't normally have when they're no more than a mere text message away. [It's much, much easier to launch into that explanation than to focus on the matter of Moriarty. In fact, he only gave an assenting nod. Some part of him hopes to have her involvement and insight. More importantly, he hopes to have her clarity, which Sherlock knows he lacks.

After all, though she claims to be from the future, he wants to know more. She drops hints often enough, but some part of him dislikes it. It's either his vanity, or something more.

(It's the lack of control. The very conceptualization that he is one step behind. Sherlock loathes it greatly.)]

I've even been to a battle already. It wasn't an experience I'd soon repeat. [But he has a feeling he will. Of course he will.]

[medica]

( she notes that he doesn't comment more on moriarty but leaves the topic for now. it seems as if this impending war held priority anyways. )

So to summarize, people are being pulled from different places to Asgard where frost giants and gods are a text message away?

( somehow that hallucination idea she had a while ago was seeming more and more appealing.

at the mention of having gone to war, part of joan becomes angry. as consultants, self-defense training was important, sure, but at the end of the day, they weren't trained for actual combat: their battles were confined to solving crimes. )

And what made you decide to go to battle? ( she maintains a controlled tone, but a firmness underlies it. )

[unpuzzling]

The frost giants like to turn off their phones when they aren't taunting the citizens here, apparently. [Trawling through the archives to find the previous correspondences wasn't overly difficult, but he still wishes that they were within reach. Sherlock does prefer the idea that Thiazi may be open to questions. Far be it from him to only want to understand the mind of one serial murderer in the city, and at least he wouldn't have slept with Thiazi before.

Which, speaking of:]

And Moriarty was on her way to be supportive. I intended to do the same. Deliver water, ensure people are returned to camp. Similar tasks like that. [There is a pointed pause.] She ... disappeared at one point. I've not yet found cause for it, but I am still looking. [But he knows his ability to find clarity when it comes to her is sometimes nonexistent. It's frustrating, and the look on his face seems to indicate that he feels the full weight of it.]

[medica]

If I didn't know better, I'd say she turned over a new leaf.

( but she did know better by this point, joan shakes her head, frustrated by the other woman. it's amazing how one other person can become such a huge pain. )

Like I said though, we'll figure out what her plans are together. You mentioned that I'd be staying somewhere different than you. I'm guessing a different god claimed you?