mardi 24 avril 2012
24/04/2012
01:35
Par Kalleidoscope
Instantanés
A disguise is always a self-portrait
[Mycroft] ...And here you are, the Dominatrix who brought a nation to its knees. Nicely played. [/Mycroft]
- No.
- Sorry ?
- I said no. Very very close, but no. You got carried away. The game was too elaborate, you enjoyed yourself too much.
- There's no such thing as too much.
- Oh, enjoying the thrill of the chase is fine. Enjoying the distraction of the game, I sympathize entirely. But sentiment ? Sentiment is a chemical defect found on the losing side.
- Sentiment ? What're you talking about ?
- You.
- Oh dear God... Look at the poor man. You don't actually think I was interested in you ? Why ? Because you're the great Sherlock Holmes ? The clever detective in the funny hat ?
- No... Because I took your pulse... elevated... Your pupils dilated... I imagine John Watson thinks love's a mystery to me, but the chemistry is incredibly simple and very destructive. When we first met, you told me the disguise is always a self-portrait. How true of you. The combination to your safe, your measurements. But this... this is far more intimate, this is your heart, and you should never let it rule your head. You could have chosen any random number and walked out of here today with everything you worked for. But you just couldn't resist it, could you ? I've always assumed that love is a dangerous disadvantage. Thank you for the final proof.
- Everything I said... it's not real. I was just playing a game.
- I know... And this is just losing.
[...]
- Are you expecting me to beg ?
- Yes.
- Please... You're right. I won't even last six months.
- ... Sorry about dinner.
- No.
- Sorry ?
- I said no. Very very close, but no. You got carried away. The game was too elaborate, you enjoyed yourself too much.
- There's no such thing as too much.
- Oh, enjoying the thrill of the chase is fine. Enjoying the distraction of the game, I sympathize entirely. But sentiment ? Sentiment is a chemical defect found on the losing side.
- Sentiment ? What're you talking about ?
- You.
- Oh dear God... Look at the poor man. You don't actually think I was interested in you ? Why ? Because you're the great Sherlock Holmes ? The clever detective in the funny hat ?
- No... Because I took your pulse... elevated... Your pupils dilated... I imagine John Watson thinks love's a mystery to me, but the chemistry is incredibly simple and very destructive. When we first met, you told me the disguise is always a self-portrait. How true of you. The combination to your safe, your measurements. But this... this is far more intimate, this is your heart, and you should never let it rule your head. You could have chosen any random number and walked out of here today with everything you worked for. But you just couldn't resist it, could you ? I've always assumed that love is a dangerous disadvantage. Thank you for the final proof.
- Everything I said... it's not real. I was just playing a game.
- I know... And this is just losing.
[...]
- Are you expecting me to beg ?
- Yes.
- Please... You're right. I won't even last six months.
- ... Sorry about dinner.