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A point of inquiry. Information is a foundation to my methods.
I cannot work with insufficient data so you're concise and honest inputs would be most appreciated.

Do not tarry with embellishments.

A show of hands, how many of you consider yourself part of the criminal class?
What have you done in Asgard or before your arrival?

I will take the answer of every petty thief and Napoleon of crime.
Take this as an open invitation to brag, if you will.

My only clause - Keep it interesting.

[[ OOC | Unless stated otherwise, all replies will be perma-anon; perma-text. ]]

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It's a necessity for survival. Ah, but I do enjoy the taste, but of course I would, since it's not like human food tastes like anything to me. It's like...

[She looks thoughtful for a moment, then brightens] Well, one of my Chevalier said that it's like wine—you acquire a taste for it, so that you can taste a lot of different subtleties in the flavor. But my Chevalier, they used to be human, but I never was, so that's what they say, you know? I've never been anything else, so it's hard to compare.

[A nod as she laughs a little] But I guess that's why I notice those things about human. It's what I've seen, more than anything else.

Chavelier?

Then debate with me upon the moral standings. I've heard a number of accusations against your character and it is the most interesting scenario. If you've depended upon blood your whole life then perhaps your actions on some level can be exempt from penalty? It becomes a damnation of a species as opposed to an individual.

Yet, it has come unto my personal bank of information that in Asgard death is something rather fleeting. Does that not mean you have a limitless supply of hors d'oeuvres against you?

Chevalier. My knights. They were humans, but they gave that up so that they could be like me. They're vampires like me, but they were human once, and I never was, so it's different too. And we're bound by blood, so they serve and protect me. It's a little complicated!

[To say the least, but she's not very interested in explaining the intricacies of what being her Chevalier means over the other half of what he's said. It's the argument that she always brings up as a counterpoint, yet... She can't truly believe it either.

She knows that she can't completely take it as truth, because she enjoys killing them too much. But even that, she has to wonder about. Humans enjoy eating, so why couldn't she?

There's a pause as she considers his message, reading it over a few more times before she just smiles again, sitting back in her chair]

You're right. About dying, I mean. Because I was killed here, and I came back just like that. Actually, I'd be willing to bet one of the people who you're talking to here is the person that killed me, because he's not very good at hiding the way he talks.

[Coolly,] He killed me for harming someone here. I didn't kill that person, but I was stabbed, over and over again, for what I am. It's not very fair, but I'm used to that. It's the same reason why I'm not sure if I'm exempt... It's what I eat, but it's not like I can hate people for being afraid of me or wanting to kill me.

[Diva gives a brilliant and lovely smile, which contrasts completely against what she says] People hate what they fear, right? So of course they'd want me to die.

[ The concept is not foreign to him. He understand what it means to have someone their important too without lineage involved. ]

Did they agree to be your knights?

[ Holmes makes a living out of reading other people's words. what is in their lines and what is between them. ]

[ He doesn't know Asgard's citizens enough to take an articulated guess on who it is. He'd have to examine them, see the depths of their psyche and read them over. ]

Do you have to kill them or can you just take blood from a source? The physiology makes me most curious and clearly dying is tedious. No one would consent to be your knight unless there was some perk to it, isn't there? Let's make things interesting.

[Something in her gaze sharpens, and that sweet smile quirks to something a bit darker. She has a feeling she knows where he's going with this, and it excites her... Even if it's not actually possible here. She'll remember that eventually.]

Oh, they did, and easily. Even if it's a little scary, being able to be powerful and pretty much immortal, that's enough.

[A tilt of her head] Hey, but how do you think we should make things interesting? I'm pretty interested already.

Murder isn't so common place in Asgard and your drive to commit it, simply is , sustenance. If you had, in a matter of hypotheticals, a consistant being to obtain sustenance from there would be no reason for you to preform the act.

Thus in the events where the dead do manage to turn up - you and the dull, dull reason of hunger pangs could be ruled out and thus it would leave us room for more interesting motives of murder.

Also benefits, walks me through them. Tut. Tut.

[She laughs cheerfully, because in a way, she's so reminded of her Chevalier. None of them were interested in crime or justice (quite the opposite), but more than one had sought her blood as a way to make things more interesting. So she understands the motivation there, even if it's still strange and amusing.]

Well, you know, here, there aren't many, if I'm honest. The gods here took away a lot of the things I can do. But normally?

[Coolly, as if she were telling him about the weather,] A Chevalier is strong enough to pick up boat anchors, fast enough that humans can't perceive them moving, and all of their senses are way better than a humans. We can change our appearance and shape once we drink someone's blood too, which is really useful. And, of course, we're pretty much immortal. There are a few things that can kill us, but things like cutting an arm off or ripping out our insides... That's no problem.

Fascinating. These powers are attained by swapping the blood between parties? The lore bares some notion of inconveniences. The inability to enter a house without being invited, an aversion to garlic and the concept of burning in sunlight. Do any of these ring true? I should rather imagine the ability to detach oneself from the concept of housebreaking is daunting.

How often do you need to feed?

[She laughs] Oh, no, none of those things are true at all! At least, not for us! The way one of my Chevalier would always explain it was that we're not supernatural beings—We're another species. So supernatural things don't apply to us. It's not too bad for people to believe that, though, since it's fun to prove them wrong.

[Thoughtfully,] But we need to feed about every ten days. That's what's the best, anyways. But we can go without a month without drinking blood with no problem, but we start to get pretty sick after that.

An offer then, on my part.

You see, I am plagued by the most intricate of problems. I need casework. I depend upon it. It is my wine and my cheese and I need it. Now, clearly you're everyone's favourite murderer and we simply cannot have that if your only drive is food. Food is dull. It's primal and animalistic and boring.

If you are fed a steady diet of blood then when a murder happens - not that it will rule YOU out, but most certainly, it would rule an asinine cause of death like hunger out.

So you're offering yourself, I'm guessing?

[She sets her head in her hands, amused, and her tone is light]

It's pretty tempting! But I do like variety. You'd hate it if you ate the same thing all the time, right?

On your word that you stop killing people out of hunger and do so cleverly. Yes.

Well, I'm sorry, but I'll have to decline. It's very kind of you to offer, and I appreciate it! But it's a lot of fun to pick out my meal.

[Coolly,] But since you've been so nice, I'll compromise. I won't kill any of the ones I'm just feeding on from now on. That way you won't be bored with those. Is that fair?

Oh, I understand fully, Madam. The thrill of the hunt.

I shall take your word and if I should find the next murder to be fueled by something as trite as hunger - I shall be thoroughly disappointed.

[She laughs] Well, I'll do my best not to disappoint you!

Hey, but you know, I'm curious... We've had this really nice conversation, and you know a lot about me, but I don't even know your name. Won't you tell me?

[ that earns her a smile, and perhaps his name. ]

The name is Sherlock Holmes.
It's my business to know a lot about other people.
This scenario is not something I'd regard as knowing.

SH

[Her eyes brighten with recognition, because of course she's heard of Sherlock Holmes. Diva doesn't really dwell on the implications of it, because she really doesn't care, jumping straight to fascinated that she's talking to Sherlock Holmes. Or at least someone crazy enough to use his name, but from what she's read, that would fit too, honestly.

But the surprise fades quickly as her smile just brightens with a friendly light]

Well, it's really nice to meet you, Mr. Holmes! Or should I just say Sherlock?

[both sound kind of weird...]

Hey, but if you look around, you can learn a lot about almost anyone, since you can look back at what people have said. I think we all forget that, but you can find some interesting stuff! [She laughs] Hey, but if you want someone interesting to know a lot about, how about that person that you're talking to anonymously? The one that claimed to kill someone already for justice? I'm absolutely sure that's the one that killed me, so I'll ruin the surprise and give you his name. But that's it, of course, because then it wouldn't be any fun, right?

[She pauses] His name is Cheriour.

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sob... I feel like I should be proud...

LMAO FEEL VERY PROUD.

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/QUESTIONABLE LIFE CHOICES BY HOLMES TRULY

omg... no holmes why

/HOLMES HAS PRIORITIES

this thread i can't

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encrypted 10% - it's all he can manage

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