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improbablenotimpossible) wrote2030-05-17 10:54 pm
improbablenotimpossible) wrote2030-05-17 10:54 pm
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daybreakacademy
UN: ThreeCoffins
STATUS: Graduate Student
ACCOLADES: Masters in Pharmacology, Bachelors of Biology, etc. etc.
BIO: Yes I am Vampire. No I won't drink your blood, but I will assist in tutoring people in science-based disciplines.
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If they were both mortals, he had no doubt he would've ended up on his back, it was only by his vampiric nature he's still upright. And damned that nature, he could feel himself wanting to well up, between the feedback of James' outpouring of emotions and his own, as he bit his lip hard to hold back.
It... really shouldn't matter, not now - but there's still something holding him back, as his arms lightly looped over the man's back]
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And...no. No, if they're going to do this, then....everything should come out. No trying to be strong, not in this moment.]
S-Sherlock....stop. D-don't...it's al-alright, to....finally let it out....
[Of course, that's all he can get out before the wave hits again, and he goes back to pressing his face back where he had it before, shoulders shaking with the effort of getting out over a century of tears.]
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God damn... he swallows the lump that formed in his throat, continuing to sniffle as the tears, once started starts flowing easily]
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This is what they've both needed for a long, long time - and something they never let themselves do.
Just let it all out, with no fear, no internal sense of shame. Only the emotions, and the knowledge that despite everything...
...despite the past, and all the pain, they both had someone who would never give up on them, or judge them now.
When the tide of emotion finally subsides, moriarty raises his head, eyes limmed with red and doing the snotty sniffles that only come with true, hard sobbing.]
...Ah. It's - odd to say, but...
[He gives a weak smile, letting himself move enough so he's able to place his hands on Sherlock's shoulders, looking into the other man's eyes.]
...despite it all....I find myself actually happy that you were the one who turned out to be my long-lost sibling.
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He slowly opens his eyes, lashes reddened by blood as the other man lifts his head, the long snotty sniffles - his now fully green eyes watching, then widening]
James...
[He couldn't even say anything to it, while he had been mostly sniffling and weeping up to this point - he let out a loud, ugly sob at the declaration]
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...The one thing that I was given, in my life...was a deep appreciation for family, regardless of where it comes from.
I truly...mean it, Sherlock. You are the only man who could ever match me, and...well. Though it's been...an odd, long journey...through it all, we still found each other again.
...And perhaps, now....we can be something other than enemies, than detective and criminal.
[He pauses, tears slipping down his own face again as he reflexively tightens his hold on his twin.]
...Perhaps....we can finally just be ourselves.
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Family... the word didn't have the same meaning since he ran that test, of how things were hidden from him and unsure of what from them he could even trust anymore. Somehow... James' word, he can believe this.
They did find each other, all this time, just missing each other and then now]
Ourselves...
[He repeats, to step out of the box they put themsleves]
We'll see what sort of people we are-
[He stiffens as a sound that sounds suspiciously like a hiccough forced itself out, no doubt induced by the cry fest]