meme | #002 -- absolute obedience ( do you do you want to )

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the ABSOLUTE OBEDIENCE MEME 1. Post with your character. 2. That character is compelled to follow the orders of anyone who replies. 3. Any orders. 4. Any orders. Meme Strategy: There's nothing in the rules about whether or not your character knows s/he must obey - as well, the other character might not know that s/he must be obeyed. Play it however you like. Don't like the orders you got? Not willing to have your character follow them, even if you've had a good time up to this point? Talk to the other player, use OOC notes or PMs, try and work it out. Got some stuff you'd never want to play out? Consider making a preferences post and linking to it when you reply here. Wanna give orders that people would love to follow? Give em context. Make it a story. Is this about revenge? Working out some personal issues? Too dumb to realize that the other guy has to do whatever your guy says?

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[the_new_sexy]

[his eyes follow her as she leans towards him, her lips grazing his pulse point. The act of intimacy is lost on him, really, though he supposes he understands the implications of it.]

Tell me what your intentions are, Miss Adler.

[striking]

For such a smart man, you're sometimes very stupid.

[ she draws back, slightly petulant but reining herself in admirably. after all, she still has the power to make him obey. not that she plans to use it — that's hardly stimulating. ]

[the_new_sexy]

Doesn't go both ways, then. Interesting.

[He raises an eyebrow at her withdrawal. She makes no sense to him at times. Most times. It's an unusual feeling, not understanding someone's motives.]

[striking]

Wouldn't be any fun if it did, now would it. And what would you even tell me to do? "Stop being boring?"

[the_new_sexy]

That's never been a problem for you.

[striking]

Tell me more.

[the_new_sexy]

[He imagines this instruction is meant to be a comment on his flattery, but he finds himself unable to stop, to his great embarrassment]

There are very few people, let alone women, that I respect intellectually, and you---managing to outwit me not once, but twice, you are unique. Boring wouldn't suit you.

[striking]

[ She blinks — it's not that she'd forgotten about the way the power lies right now, but she hadn't really meant it as an order. A little smile, as genuinely flattered as if he'd said something romantic. ]

It's true, I don't do boring. Now, you're the master of visualization, so answer me something. If I told you to have dinner with me, what do you think would happen?

[the_new_sexy]

You would ask, I would ask you why. You would explain why you want to, and---[he takes a step towards her, trying not to be visibly awkward at his sudden inability to be silent about her]---we would move in, just brushing each other's personal space.

And then---[he looks away from her]---nothing. We would remain the same.

[striking]

[ Another small smile. She likes that, even just the idea of it; the anticipation created when he changes the way the game is played, denies her in the way so few people can. It's what fascinates her. She has all the pieces of his mystery but there's always an unexpected twist. ]

[ Still, something catches her attention, and she's close again. Perfume, today, a very subtle scent of sandalwood, or perhaps there's just something in her soap. ]

Surely you know why I want to, Mr Holmes?

[the_new_sexy]

If I did, I wouldn't be asking.

[That's a lie, of course. If he did know, he'd probably be asking anyway. As it is, he's still not certain what she means by 'dinner'. Or...anything else about her, actually.

He inhales her perfume. He's done a study of perfumes and their origins, it's on the website, but hers is foreign. Alien. Utterly untraceable. It might even be classified as 'intoxicating']

[striking]

Pay attention. There are two reasons to eat: to sate hunger, and for the pleasure of the food. Dinner, however, dinner is not simply a way to spend time with someone, but to invite them to share in satiation and pleasure. Mutual pleasure being, of course, greater than the sum of it's parts.

[ The manner in which she speaks is a very subtle mockery of Sherlock when he solves a case. ]

I'm not going to tell you to have dinner with me, Mr. Holmes, because then you'd have to obey me. But I'm not going to ask, either.

[ Irene doesn't tend to ask for things. ]

[the_new_sexy]

[his lip does twitch in amusement a her mockery.]

Then you're at a loss, Miss Adler. [Because Sherlock Holmes can and will be just that stubborn.]

[striking]

Actually, I believe most would consider it your loss.

[the_new_sexy]

What---

[his voice is low, and just a shade around vulnerable, because he's not really certain of the answer to this question. There aren't a lot of questions that he asks that he really doesn't know the answer to.]

---would you give me that I'd be losing out on?

[striking]

[ She reaches for his hand, wanting to touch some part of him, find intimacy in a simple gesture. She slides her hand slowly over his wrist, nails grazing his pulse-point and down to his palm. ]

I'm not sure it's something I can describe. Perhaps it's something you'd simply have to ... experience.

[the_new_sexy]

[he glances downwards at his wrist where she's touching him, but doesn't pull away, he looks back at her, catching eye contact again.]

I've had dinner on my own before.

[He's just being difficult at this point. He knows very well that isn't what she's referring to.]

[striking]

Have you.

[ She flicks an eyebrow up, her smile going with it, somewhere between mischievous and smug. ]

I think I'd like to see that.

[the_new_sexy]

Hasn't everyone?

[There's something about that smile that just does something to Sherlock, something he might possibly understand in someone else, but is incapable of understanding in himself. His heartrate rises, and he gets the strangest desire to actually taste that smile.

Idiotic, really. He won't allow himself to do much more than return her smile with a very slight one of his own.]