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[not_a_hero]

[Sherlock Holmes is on the roof with his magnifierkind focusing the sun's rays to set fire to Imps. And trees. He may not be being very careful, really. It all looks the same from up there and the weaponization of a magnifying glass is quite interesting.

He is a mad scientist with a death ray. He really can't help but laugh at that.]

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[was_a_soldier]

[John frowns and is two steps into perusing his friend when the held up hand makes him flinch back. He stares after Sherlock as the man retreats towards the door.

The way Sherlock drew away from him... had he done something wrong? A cold, sinking fear settles in John's gut. What if it's...]

...Okay. Try not to set your room on fire.

[Even to his own ears the light hearted tease sounds flat. But it's all he can think to do.]

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[not_a_hero]

What? Oh. No, right... No, I'll.. I'll keep the fire to an outside activity.

[He walks to the door and stops, sort of rocking in place as though trying to decide something. He's rather obviously frazzled--not an easy achievement.]

John, I... ah... I have work to do. So I'll see you tomorrow.

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[was_a_soldier]

...Right.

[John mutters, lips attempting to twitch up into a grin and failing, nerves getting the better of him and the bit of emotion he doesn't bite back sounds unconvinced and... maybe a little hurt.]

See you tomorrow, then.

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[not_a_hero]

[Sherlock nods and hurries inside.

Delete. Delete. Delete.]