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[hops]

>Recall meaning of Rache

Revenge.

>Examine Valise.

It is open, with my clothes folded and my other items neatly packed in it in anticipation for today. It is currently turned off.

[Lyeos]

Dance a jig.
Wear clean clothes.
Get Valise.
Go where you need to.

[hops]

>Dance a jig.

I prefer dancing with women rather than alone.

>Wear clean clothes.

I change into my new clothes and put my soiled clothes back in the valise.

>Get Valise.

I retrieve my alarm clock and put it in my valise before closing it. I propped it up and turned it on. The valise beeped once and started to follow me around.

>Go where you need to.

I switched the light off and the fruit shrunk away to nothingness, then went through the door.

Underground Hallway

I am standing in a hallway with doors lining it. The walls are peeled and in disrepair like the room, but at least it's not damp with leaking steam.   The ceiling is lined with fruits, bathing it in the same sickly blue glow. One end of the hallway lead to the stairs down.

The valise followed me.

I walked up the stairs.

Lounge

The room was dark except for the two figures, each holding lamps. The tall one, I recognize, is Holmes. He grinned when he noticed me. "Ah! Awake at last, Watson!" he exclaimed.

The other figure, apparently the landlord, seemed dazed. I think she was hypnotized.

[Digital Hellhound]

>Ask: 'Well, what the devil have you done to her now, Holmes?'

((I get the feeling someone's been reading A Study In Emerald...  ))

[Xantalos]

((I get the feeling someone's been reading A Study In Emerald...  ))

((I got that vibe from the words 'eldritch' and 'Lestrade'. And Roche. Rache. Whatever.))

[hops]

((I get the feeling someone's been reading A Study In Emerald...  ))

(( Read it last year, just only got around to making this now ))

[hops]

>Ask: 'Well, what the devil have you done to her now, Holmes?'

"Well, what the devil have you done to her now, Holmes?" I asked Holmes as I approached him. The lamp's light licked his tall, gaunt figure. "Oh, don't worry, I simply convinced her under the influence of some... drinks.... that she shouldn't remember about us staying here." Holmes explained. Apart from being a master of disguise and an accomplished terrorist, Holmes also knows his apothecary. A bit too well.

I heard a cab pulling up outside. "Well, here she is. Let's go, then." Holmes headed out, and his valise followed him.

Mrs. Hudson, holding her lamp, stared at me curiously.

[Salsacookies]

Stare at him back. I can stare at people creepily too.

[hops]

> Stare at him back. I can stare at people creepily too.

I stare back at her, trying to be as creepy as possible. She is unfazed.

[MeimieFan88]

Be even creepier! Start making stupid/ridiculous faces at her.

[IronTomato]

Make a pedo face

[Lyeos]

Make a pedo face

Be pedo bear.

[hops]

>Be even creepier! Start making stupid/ridiculous faces at her.

I continue to make contorted, ridiculous faces to provoke a reaction from her. She seemed bored and shuffled back to her bedroom.

>Make a pedo face
>Be pedo bear

That would be most ungentlemanly.

[Lyeos]

Go to the cab, then.

[Salsacookies]

Pay the cab driver in the most gentlemanly way, because i'm a manly man, with style