WEEK 6 - LOBELIA

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Six weeks.

They had been here for that long, and still...the game was continuing.
Yet, it felt like they were finally about to reach the end of it...
Just a little longer. 🗈

Still, things were just the same as they had been the past few weeks.

The goats and servants were still around, and so too were the witches.
Yet, it felt like this week would be the week they would finally get all the pieces to the puzzle.
But...could they solve it?

Only time would tell.

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Comments

[cryosurgeon]

Yes... yes, of course....

[He tears his gaze away and follows Moriarty a bit clumsily. He seems a bit less out of it once they're in the hall, though he keeps touching his forehead where the demon brushed away the lock of his hair.]

Please, just tell me what you want. I need to get back to him.

[hatesdeerstalkers]

[And that's when Moriarty basically grabs him and begins to march him down the hall without a word - his grasp very hard to get out of, what with Servant strength behind it.]

That's not him, Doctor. Do not be a fool and make a poor decision solely out of your feelings for Holmes.

[cryosurgeon]

[Erhard makes a pitiful sound, trying to pull away while his eyes fix on the entrance to the sitting room.]

No, you're wrong... I know he's in there! There's a demon, I know, but Sherlock is in there, too!

[hatesdeerstalkers]

[Nope - he's just roughly dragging the other man along, not caring about his feelings.]

A shard of the man, and not the man himself! Is that what you want to have? A mere Fraction of the person who you fell for? If so, then don't you dare to presume that you actually care about the man if you're comforted by a mere demon wearing his face!

[cryosurgeon]

... he can fight it if he knows I'm here. I'm trying to call him back!

[He can't resist Moriarty's pull, and he knows the man is right. Nirrti is damaged but still too strong for that piece of Sherlock to take control again. He won't cry in front of the man's rival, but God does he want to.]

[hatesdeerstalkers]

[Unfortunately, that's when Moriarty loses all of his patience - and lets Erhard's hand drop, whirling around, his face nothing but sheer cold anger and piercing eyes.]

Fine, then. Go to the demon and get your soul taken away or whatever it wants to do with you while you lick your wounds and tell yourself that this is enough.

If you want that so badly, I won't stop you. But know this - you are nothing but a coward for taking that option and looking away from what is rational, and you're certainly not worthy of standing by his side.

Go ahead and languish in your own despair - I won't stop you, nor will I care. But know that Holmes certainly will weep at seeing what you've become.

[cryosurgeon]

[Moriarty might as well have slapped Erhard with that last. The man's eyes widen, but they also begin to clear.]

I... y-- you're right, I don't know what I was thinking... I must've dissociated again.

[He shivers.]

Thank you for pulling me away from him.

1/2

[hatesdeerstalkers]

[Well...that was something he certainly didn't expect - and for a moment, Moriarty genuinely looks shocked.]

2/2

[hatesdeerstalkers]

...Ahem.

[But then it slides back to normalcy, as he grins in that smug, self satisfied way.]

W-Well! You don't have to thank me at all! I know well the charisma Evil holds, after all! But there are correct paths of Evil, and the one a demon offers is no path at all, but just a yawing, hungry chasm.

If you find you would like to walk down the path of Evil, you need only come to me! I will gladly show you it! Wahahah!

[...Really, it's easy to see he's almost a little embarassed, but he's hiding it. And he also seems a little...relieved?]

[cryosurgeon]

[Erhard stares at Moriarty for a few seconds more, then slowly a faint, wobbly hint of a smile briefly touches his lips.]

I think he'd be sorely disappointed in me if I did that, too. But at least I can help you if you ever actually do have medical issues.

[hatesdeerstalkers]

Ah, well - I wasn't exactly lying when I said I'd like to talk to you about some pain. My back has a tendency of just being awfully painful at times, even though I'm a Servant.

[cryosurgeon]

I'm no osteopath, but I can take a look. Have you tried any sort of treatment recently?

[Focusing on something other than his broken heart will help. He has to carry on.]

If I can get my SCP ability unsealed, it might function as a cure if you have herniated discs.

[hatesdeerstalkers]

Oh, I've tried plenty of the normal treatments, trust me. But the blasted pain still keeps coming back! And it's agonizing!

[cryosurgeon]

There have been medical advances made in... my world. And even if they wouldn't help, I can replace the damaged discs with my power, once it's not blocked. I have experience in spinal surgery, so you'd be in very safe hands.

[hatesdeerstalkers]

Your power? Ha, that almost sounds like a Servant I know.

[Erhard is a lot less scary than nightingale though, that's for sure.]

Anyway! I'll trust you, doctor - even though I'm not sure there'll be anything left to repair! Hahaha!

[He sounds...so jovial about that???]

I did crash back first onto the rocks of Reichenbach Falls, after all!

[chaoscontrol]

[Hey

hey Moriarty

wolf friend nudges him with his snout and then licks his hand a bit]

[hatesdeerstalkers]

[This isn't an actual dog but he'll take it, time for pet pats!!

Though uh, he's a little worried this wolf will want to kill him too, thanks Lobo]

[chaoscontrol]

[he feels like a dog, at least! Well. Very soft and fluffy and plush, with coarse guard hairs.

Terios' tail thumps against the floor. You saved his charge a lot of grief with that move.]