The Science of Deduction, Friday - 9/3

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When all the students had finished filing into class, they might notice a man sitting at the teacher's desk, busy on his mobile phone. Presumably, their esteemed teacher. Esteemed.

Yes.

"This is the Science of Deduction," he said, not looking up from whatever he was working on. For all they knew, it was a rousing game of Tetris. "If you're uncertain as to whether or not you belong here or if you are only in this class to make your parents leave you alone, the answer is no. The door is to your right. I'm sure we'd all appreciate you leave before you waste our time. I know I will."

There was a pause as he waited for anyone to take that offer. It was the kind thing to do, right?

"Let's begin with me saying that I'd rather not be teaching you," Sherlock said, closing the phone and placing it on the desk. Brutal honesty was always the best when dealing with teenagers. Really. "I have it on good authority that I'm not good at dealing with children or idiots. Both of which are in the room at the moment. Outside the classroom as well, but we're not focusing on that at the moment."

He shrugged because what could you do?

"My name is Sherlock Holmes and yes, I am already aware that I share a name and an alarming number of characteristics with a fellow from Victorian England. Any comments about it and you will be assisting me with my experiments. Always pleased to have live subjects for a change."

Oh, if only that was a lie.

"So, let's begin, shall we?"

Comments

Re: Introductions

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Oh, like Sherlock cared as long as it was interesting at the very least. "And now you're here. To be hidden away, or to learn?"

Sherlock leaned in a bit closer before adding, "I'd wager hidden. Old families are so predictable."

Re: Introductions

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"Quite right," he replied. "Hidden, banished... take your pick, really."

Not wanting to pry, though he was getting the suspicion that prying might be the point of the class, he inquired, "Not to be rude, but are you from one? I was just - since you said that, I was just wondering."

Re: Introductions

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"That is the point of the class," Sherlock replied with an overly dramatic wave of his hands. "To figure out just what is the truth of the matter on your own. So. Am I?"

Re: Introductions

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Crap. What was it with him today and making stupid comments that led to his having to do more work?

"I suppose... yes? Maybe?" he proposed. It wasn't really based on anything he'd observed, though. Just a guess.

Re: Introductions

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"I have made comments that would only come from first hand knowledge of schooling and workings of the upper class," Sherlock replied with a roll of his eyes. "Of course I am. Is it easy not being me? In those tiny brains you children have?"

Re: Introductions

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Wes flushed. "I suppose," he mumbled.

He thought about pointing out that learning to recognize those tells would be the point of the class, but decided against it. Because this guy kinda scared him.