Herlock Sholmes | 099

[postulating]

[idk this is for samples maybe]

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maya

[postulating]

[THINK FAST, MAYA.

Because.

There's a couple of very shady looking men running right past you. One might even bump into you. Wow, rude as fuck.

And then--

There's Sholmes following at a stroll.]

Pardon me. Did some very shady looking men come this way?

[scooptimistic]

Oh--

[ Maya's already rubbing at her shoulder, half-turned to stare indignantly at the men who just shot past her...

But then as Sholmes nears her, she tilts her head. ]

Actually, yes, and I'm about to make sure they don't get too far.

[ MAYA... ]

[postulating]

[... Well then. It helps that he doesn't think they're particularly dangerous criminals.

But even so...]

... Well. After you, then, miss, if you are quite certain.

[scooptimistic]

I'm very certain! Did they hurt you?

[ Granted, he's strolling along and looking very amicable, but he's chasing them (presumably), so they've clearly done something. ]

[postulating]

Oh my, are you concerned for my well-being? How gentlemanly of you.

[This is so reversed, he doesn't really get it.]

No, I'm very fine. Consider me an interested bystander. Please, do not allow me to hold you back.

[scooptimistic]

... I wouldn't say it's gentlemanly... oh, well. [ Weird word choice, but oh well. ]

Then, if you'll excuse me, this very gentlemanly young woman will be right back!

[ Because she... is indeed... taking off after them. ]

[postulating]

[There she goes...wow... bye Maya...

I say that, but he's following, naturally, though at a bit of a more leisurely pace. He's sure he'll catch up in a decent amount of time.

Maya, for her part, will probably find the men huddled in a back alleyway, a bunch of diamonds in a bag between them.]

[scooptimistic]

...

Hm.

[ She looks between the two of them and calmly reaches into her bag, hands closing over the handle of one of her guns. ]

I somehow get the feeling those aren't yours.