In which Sebastian Moran and Sherlock Holmes have a talk.

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I do love a man in a crown. -SM

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I heard you lost one, though. -SH

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Fuck you, Holmes. You don't know anything about me. -SM

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You're Sebastian Moran, blonde, grey eyes. Height 78 inches. You used to live in Sussex, your father died when you were 12. You're mother wasn't the same after that, that's because you left her. You like the colour black, you like to wear sunglasses and you like cats, but didn't bring yours when moving in with Jim, because Westwood, Westwood and cats hair, that wouldn't go well, wouldn't it? -SH

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You think you're so clever because you can just see everything. Because you know worthless details. But you're not. You're alone. Lost without your blogger, right? Pity you can't go back and tell him you're alright. It might just kill him. -SM

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There will be the time where I can return to where I belong, but there is no chance for you to regain what you lost. I still have something to fight for. And at this second, you're aiming your gun at the wrong man.-SH

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You can't return. I promise you that. I don't have anything worth living for now, so I don't care what you do to me. But Dr. Watson will suffer as I did. He's not getting you back if it's the last thing I ever do. -SM

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I make sure you get what you deserve. I won't kill you, though. The burning in ones heart is much more punishment death could ever be. Be sure of one fact: I won't let anyone near him. He's as save as he can be. I assured that. And no one ever beats me. Not even Moriarty could. -SH

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It's too late for that. I've had Dr. Watson under my watch since the day Jim died. How else would I know you were alive? I didn't think sentiment was really your thing, and yet you just can't stay away. You've lost, Holmes. It's the end. You're reputation is in shreds, the only people who you ever /cared/ for are broken. Jim beat you. -SM

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You know, you're the only one left. If there had been a chance for you to kill him, he would be dead now. But you can't do it. Maybe it's the last thing that is there for you. You can't bring it to an end, because after that there's nothing. You're broken too. Maybe there's another way. -SH

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Another way? There's nothing left for me, what's the point in staying alive? Maybe I ought to just do it. We could all go out together. The geniuses and the only ones they ever let in. Just erase it all. -SM

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We both know that's impossible. But you could go, just leave this place. Delete it all. You should really consider your answer. You have but one chance. There's a small white feather on your right shoulder, I can see it from here. Consider your answer well, Sebastian. It could be your last. -SH

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What would be the point in that? I've told you, Holmes. I've nothing more to lose. -SM

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In this case, goodbye, Sebastian Moran. I protect what is precious to me. I need to go back. And you're in my way. Say hello to Jim when you meet him in hell. -SH

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I'll be seeing you down there soon enough. Just don't come crying when Dr. Watson doesn't want you back. -SM

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One always needs it's other half. -SH

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In which Sebastian Moran and Sherlock Holmes have a talk.