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[poshmouthytart.livejournal.com]

[Alex is used to being trapped in places for long periods of time against her will, so she's less concerned by the current events on the Plane and more... annoyed.

At least, she was. Right now she is stumbling through a busy section of the Plane with urgency, her head whipping around as she searches for something she hasn't found yet.

If your character is to approach her now, whether they've met her in the past or not, they will find her face change from panic to tender recognition. She stands completely still, as if no one around her exists anymore, a calm smile claiming her face as she stares at your character.]

... Molly?

[She'll approach your character quickly, tears brimming her eyes as her smile turns into a desperate grin.]

Molly, is that really you? What are you doing here?



{{ooc: In other news, Alex has been canon bumped to the end of 3x03.}}

Comments

[ex_fatalist246]

[Oh Christ no. Satoshi takes one step back.] I'm not Molly.

[poshmouthytart.livejournal.com]

[Oh come on, doesn't Satoshi want to be mistaken for an adorable English schoolgirl?]

Oh, sweetheart, I've missed you too.

[...Obviously whatever he's saying isn't what Alex is hearing. >.>]

[rationalist.livejournal.com]

[Sherlock has the luck of being an empath at the moment and this is just painful. Of course, besides twitching from all these feelings, he manages to get out a bit of wit.]

I have terrible luck with people named Molly.

[poshmouthytart.livejournal.com]

[As if he didn't say anything at all, Alex just keeps going. For Sherlock, it's probably as if he is hearing one side of a phone conversation.]

You shouldn't have followed me here, sweetheart. I know, I know. I promise, I'll be home soon, as soon as I'm done here. Yes, Molly, you will have the best birthday ever, I promise. I love you, too.

[There's a litany of emotions parading through Alex right now; hope, happiness, relief - you name it, she's probably feeling it. Poor Sherlock.]

[ex_fatalist246]

[Only when he crossdresses, thank you!]

[This comment inspires another step back.]

You're hallucinating.

[It's worth a try.]

[rationalist.livejournal.com]

[He definitely is and it makes him squirm a bit. While he's getting better at defending himself against it, it nonetheless is very uncomfortable at best.

As calm and slow as possible.]

You are hallucinating. Your daughter is not here. You need to wake up.

[poshmouthytart.livejournal.com]

[It's kind of the same! Only it's... Hallucinogenic cross dressing!]

No, darling, I can't come home yet. But I will soon, I promise.

[It was a nice try. :/]

[poshmouthytart.livejournal.com]

[Alex is still smiling cluelessly, but something falters in her gaze.

The look of recognition fades, and she blinks a few times, looking around her again before fixating her eyes on Sherlock. The smile is gone from her face, and all those waves of emotions are replaced with just one - complete despair.]

Have you seen a little girl? She was here, right here, only a moment ago.

[rationalist.livejournal.com]

[Somehow, the change in emotions isn't any better. He winces at it but stays mostly composed. It will only be worse if he acknowledges it.]

There wasn't a little girl. You were hallucinating your daughter, projecting it on me.

[poshmouthytart.livejournal.com]

[She doesn't really seem to believe him, and instead she keeps looking before it occurs to her... He's probably telling the truth.]

Hallucinating?

[Alex takes a moment to hide the tightness in her throat.] I usually know the difference.

I'm... I'm sorry if I bothered you.

[ex_fatalist246]

[As the direct approach isn't working, Satoshi puts his hands in his pockets and considers how to best diffuse this problem. He doesn't have psychological training in the slightest, regrettably. He'll have to see if anything he says actually comes through.]

Where is home meant to be?

[superoptimistic.livejournal.com]

[she stares at Alex, before looking around herself for Molly, and then something seems to click]

I - I think you want to be in the onsen.

[rationalist.livejournal.com]

No bother. [Though he's a bit more curious now.] Do hallucinate that often?

[poshmouthytart.livejournal.com]

[Something changes in Alex's face, but as soon as it came it's gone again, replaced with that same strange stare.]

London, of course. Our flat. I'm... I'm very far away right now but I'm trying everything I can to get back.

[poshmouthytart.livejournal.com]

[She narrows her eyes as if she were offended by the question.]

No, of course not. [Lair.] I've just been through a difficult time, that's all.

[poshmouthytart.livejournal.com]

[Alex's face goes expressionless for a minute, and she seems to pull herself out of the haze. Shaking her head gently, she stares at the girl in front of her.]

Pardon?

[rationalist.livejournal.com]

[He sees through the lies. Plus empathy makes that a little easier to figure out.]

What do you usually see? There are people who do stranger here.

[poshmouthytart.livejournal.com]

[She hesitates, because she doesn't know this guy from Adam. But he's right, so it's not as if she has much to lose.]

A ghost. I'm being haunted.

[rationalist.livejournal.com]

[He smiles slightly.]

It seems to be a problem lately. What sort of ghost?

[poshmouthytart.livejournal.com]

Not like that. It doesn't happen here, on the Plane, as much as it does back... where I'm from.

[She seems almost embarrassed, but determined to explain as best she can.]

I don't know who he is, exactly... he's a copper. He's important to me but I don't know why.

[rationalist.livejournal.com]

Is there anyway to research him? I assume you're the only one who can see him.

[poshmouthytart.livejournal.com]

I've been trying to, but there doesn't seem to be much information regarding who he may be. It's almost as if someone doesn't want me to find out.

[She pauses a minute, giving him a hard look.]

I'm not insane.

[rationalist.livejournal.com]

[Almost amused.]

I never said you were. You're rational enough to doubt everything.

[poshmouthytart.livejournal.com]

[Her face softens.]

Rational. That's a word I haven't heard used in a while.

[rationalist.livejournal.com]

A shame, though I'm not surprised. There aren't many people who think logically.