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[consultcriminal]

[The camera turns on and a man's standing there, in just a shirt and pants, looking somewhat awkward. Moriarty's been creepering and you guys now and he's...not really impressed. So you don't get Moriarty trying to get information. You get Jim.]

This is brilliant, really. Amazing. This looks just like my room back home. I guess that I should be a little scared of it, since it means that someone’s been watching me.

[As an aside:] Molly was right, though. It could use with a bit of colour.

[And then he turns serious.] But this place isn't right. Not really.

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[consultcriminal.livejournal.com]

[Jim nodded once, thinking. He looked genuinely curious.]

Well, if you uncover my crimes, will you tell me?

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[puzzleprince.livejournal.com]

Definitely. I'll have no choice, if I want to win the bet.

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[consultcriminal.livejournal.com]

[Awkward pause followed by nervous laughter.] Yes, right.

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[puzzleprince.livejournal.com]

Don't sound too nervous. We haven't even begun, yet.

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[consultcriminal.livejournal.com]

Of course.

I think I might go up and look at that view you mentioned now.

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[puzzleprince.livejournal.com]

Do tell me what you think!

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[consultcriminal.livejournal.com]

[He's just going to chill up on the deck and feel a little ill for a while. And promptly "forget" about poor Eddie.]

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[puzzleprince.livejournal.com]

[Fistshake! In private. He's going to search the hell out of your life, Jim.]