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"No...Really??" The girl silently before giggling, "Wow. How far have I been gone not to know this?" She rather spoke to herself before waving slightly, showing her gloved hands. "Well, I know it's a bit unusual like my own choice of clothing, but...I'm Calla Watson. John's...sister?"

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“Hello!” Calla smiled warmly. “You look like someone I know. A mixture of both actually.”

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"Oh?..Mister Moriarty sent you?" Her eyes brightened. "Ah! I remember! I saw you that day when he called to bring a doctor for me that time. Sorry. I thought...you were doing an undercover work. Please don't tell anyone where I am. Not to Sherlock, not especially to John. And certainly not to one of your subordinates in the Yard...to a man named Henry." Her eyes shift from joy in worry in a second. "Please?"

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“…Calla…Watson.” Calla had always been uneasy with people from the police force. After all, Henry was a part of them. Her stepbrother. “M-May I help you with something?”

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"...Calla...Watson." Calla had always been uneasy with people from the police force. After all, Henry was a part of them. Her stepbrother. "M-May I help you with something?"

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“I’ve seen you once. You’re that man from Scotland Yard.”

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"Hello!" Calla smiled warmly. "You look like someone I know. A mixture of both actually."

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The girl smiled with such politeness. "Yes, please. Thank you." Looking around the place before she took a seat in one of the couch, trying her best to sit without hurting herself with her wounds that are still healing.

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“I’m immune to cold, doctor.” Calla beamed with her usual charming smile. In fact there are a lot of things she’s immune at. And that’s far more worse than just cold. Though of course, cold weather was one of her weaknesses.  ”Though, thank you. I wouldn’t refuse an offer of a good gentleman.” With a slight bow of her head, she quietly went inside.

All she wanted was a little talk, that’s all.

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"Someone told me that too..." A small smile was painted across her lips as her voice faded. "..but it's not really her to blame. Just thought...well..." Calla let out another deep sigh as she remembered that day as if it was yesterday.

"David...what if I told you...I...I believe I killed someone? Would you be mad at me too?" Her gloved hands played nervously as it sit on her lap. Like an invisible itch that even though her wounds are already healing, it won't exactly disappear. "I didn't mean to...or maybe...maybe I do...my saviour told me he deserved it though. And my mind agrees with him."

It's Been Far Too Long || the-wizard-of-london

David pressed his lips together into a thin line. He didn’t like the direction this conversation was taking. He’d always thought of Calla as an innocent young girl, but he had a feeling he was about to be proven wrong. 

He sighed and turned his head to face her. “Why wouldn’t I? Listen, I have more than my fair share of flaws, but I promise you disloyalty isn’t one of them.” He smiled wanly. “Believe you me, whatever you’ve done, I’ve probably done worse. You have nothing to fear as far as I’m concerned.”

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"...John." Calla's voice was barely inaudible as she laid her eyes on the doctor.

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"I've seen you once. You're that man from Scotland Yard."

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"Happy Valentines Day, sexy!"

Calla giggles. "Sorry, I think you got the wrong girl, Jenny. You know I'm not that kind of girl. I'm not sexy. But still, Happy Valentines!"

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The girl chuckled. "Well. It is. Of course it is. It's a bit of both. My stepfather, he made me wear this, in compensation to what he did to me when I was young." When she turned, even when she was smiling at him, fear and worry was all on her eyes. "If I told you everything, my secrets... will you still stay with me?" She had enough people leaving her...Sherlock's sister...her own brother and Sherlock. David was one of those she didn't want to lose since she had no friends. Just one. 

Him.

It's Been Far Too Long || the-wizard-of-london

Calla smiled rather weakly, hearing the sincerity in his voice before turning her head to the dark sky. She frowned. No stars.

“Did it ever occur to you, David…why I, as people often say, dress too much?” She asked not looking back at him. 

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Calla smiled rather weakly, hearing the sincerity in his voice before turning her head to the dark sky. She frowned. No stars.

"Did it ever occur to you, David...why I, as people often say, dress too much?" She asked not looking back at him. 

It's Been Far Too Long || the-wizard-of-london

The girl looked at him for a moment, thinking what or how she should tell what had happened to him. Will he even believe it? And if she did tell him, will he try to help her? Calla looked away, silently watching the decreasing amount of people passing through the place. Her hands fell on her lap as she took a seat on the cold stone railing. “I’ve been…killing time. Running…”

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[text] Hm. You don't mean that. CW

[text] Still the same. Guess I just have to deal with it on my own, in the end. CW

lostsoulcalla replied to your post: [text] Sherlock. CW

[text] I missed you too, Sherly. CW

[text] I never claimed to have missed you. I was expressing surprise at your sudden reappearance. SH

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The girl looked at him for a moment, thinking what or how she should tell what had happened to him. Will he even believe it? And if she did tell him, will he try to help her? Calla looked away, silently watching the decreasing amount of people passing through the place. Her hands fell on her lap as she took a seat on the cold stone railing. "I've been...killing time. Running..."

It's Been Far Too Long || the-wizard-of-london

“Of course!” She beamed. “I’m fine.” Her answer to the question was rather faster than her head had rehearsed if someone asked her how she’d been. “Been busy. In fact, very busy.” Though shaking her head she looked at her with such honest eyes. “Enough about my boring life, how about you? You’ve become…well…you’re a new man.” She giggled after.

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[text] Hm. A bit, they backed out even before it happened. They can't save me in the end, I guess. CW

lostsoulcalla replied to your post: [text] Sherlock. CW

[text] I missed you too, Sherly. CW

[text] I never claimed to have missed you. I was expressing surprise at your sudden reappearance. SH

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[text] Ah. Thought so. But it won't change the fact that I've missed you. CW

[text] Went away to ask for help. CW

lostsoulcalla replied to your post: [text] Sherlock. CW

[text] I missed you too, Sherly. CW

[text] I never claimed to have missed you. I was expressing surprise at your sudden reappearance. SH

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"Of course!" She beamed. "I'm fine." Her answer to the question was rather faster than her head had rehearsed if someone asked her how she'd been. "Been busy. In fact, very busy." Though shaking her head she looked at her with such honest eyes. "Enough about my boring life, how about you? You've become...well...you're a new man." She giggled after.

It's Been Far Too Long || the-wizard-of-london

Calla was dazing out. She wasn’t her usual self like before. Though still wearing her usual choice of clothing, she was becoming more like a doll, never talking and simply…staring. 

Her feet swayed back and forth as her eyes watched the common people come and go. They all chose to ignore the creepy kid who looked like a life-size doll than a human being. With her gloved hands, she used it to propped herself towards the stone cold wall, her thoughts wandered to the young man he meant eons ago. It was only for a few nights, most of them accidental meetings, but suddenly, he never came back. Calla wondered if it was something to do with her, after all, people find her weird. It won’t be a surprise if David thought so too…though she must admit, it did hurt.

So, when she heard that familiar voice, her head turned almost sharply. Her lips turning to a charming smile as she saw the young man from before…though now…rather, matured….looking?

“D-David?” She couldn’t believe her eyes. Was this the young man she met before? “I..I thought you’re…I mean…” Her words left jumbled, though she was very ecstatic to see him again.

So she did remember him, after all. A relieved grin crossed David’s face. It’d been a long time since he’d seen the girl, and he’d actually missed running into her. Granted, she was a bit odd sometimes, and he couldn’t really figure her out, but then again, he was a gun-shy, dysfunctional, electrical assassin. Who was he to judge? 

He looked down at her, his hands tucked in his pockets. “Miss me?” he asked, still grinning. “How’ve you been?”

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"I'm immune to cold, doctor." Calla beamed with her usual charming smile. In fact there are a lot of things she's immune at. And that's far more worse than just cold. Though of course, cold weather was one of her weaknesses.  "Though, thank you. I wouldn't refuse an offer of a good gentleman." With a slight bow of her head, she quietly went inside.

All she wanted was a little talk, that's all.

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Tilting her head slightly to the side, she smiled. They both have the same colour of eyes. Beautiful. Did they got it from there mother? Father?

She shook her head later on. “Hello, Doctor Watson. I’m one of your readers of your blog? I’ve been looking forward to meet you for a long time now.”