(online, posted in Seeking at about 2AM on day 1)

[bitofafiction]

Any unattached Weapon who would like a general note of permission and no obligation to fight may apply to Sherlock Holmes. I won't bother you about battles unless you volunteer. You can usually find me hanging around the White dorm playing the violin.

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[bitofafiction]

Ah. And now we come back to that long explanation I was avoiding earlier.

I did not, strictly speaking, have parents, nor did I have a name until I chose one for myself. Borrowing this one seemed appropriate. I like to think I've rather made it my own.

[ergaleomancer]

Oh.

[[She actually takes that quite well, and doesn't particularly see fit to question it. Assumptions again, she's surprised to find out he's not upper class, but instead adjusts her thoughts of him to suppose he's come from a workhouse background. Which isn't terribly a bad thing, as long as he can keep up mentally. Now, if they'd met under different circumstances, she supposes she would have been rather nasty to him if she'd thought that of his background. However, he's obviously been given a scholarship to this school, so that says volumes about him. In fact, the fact that he's intelligent and hypothetically from a workhouse background just goes to prove one of her own theories, that is, that the lower classes really are capable of improving their lot if they dedicate themselves to it.]]

And you've lived up to your namesake, then?

[bitofafiction]

Impeccably.

[ergaleomancer]

Then I look forward to being able to witness some of that for myself~.

[bitofafiction]

This place is certainly not lacking in things to deduce.

[ergaleomancer]

Yes, I wouldn't mind learning a few of its secrets myself~. Do share if you uncover anything juicy, hmm~?

[bitofafiction]

Certainly, if you'll do the same.

[ergaleomancer]

I suppose that's a fair trade~.

[bitofafiction]

I like to think so, yes.