there is room here to expand

[cross_and_bow]

When Juliet leaves the party, she goes to meet the new Jarvis.

She knocks, to be polite.

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[cross_and_bow]

"Ah." She peers through the fiction. "We might rez Tony's parents at some point. I don't know what the standing opinion on timing that is; I think I'll let Tony decide."

[poeticterms]

"Tony may decide that they'll keep awhile."

[cross_and_bow]

"They will keep indefinitely, presuming we retain access to Jane."

[poeticterms]

"Indeed."

[cross_and_bow]

Bella picks out a book and flies into a chair and curls up in it to read. She doesn't go at top speed; with spare processing power she composes various demon related plans.

[poeticterms]

Time passes.

[eversomuchfun]

[She does not want to meet you,] says Sherlock. [She expects it would be unpleasant for all of us.]

[cross_and_bow]

[Okay.]

[eversomuchfun]

A pause, and then, [You can come back now.]

[cross_and_bow]

Juliet flies to the correct floor, walks to the correct door, opens it.

"Is she - gone - or just tucked away again?"

[eversomuchfun]

"Gone. There didn't seem to be any point in waiting."

[cross_and_bow]

Bella swallows. "Okay."

She sits next to him and hugs him.

[eversomuchfun]

He hugs her back.

[cross_and_bow]

"Is it better now?"

[eversomuchfun]

"I don't know."

[cross_and_bow]

Bella squeezes him and sighs.

[eversomuchfun]

Sherlock also sighs.

[cross_and_bow]

"I wish, I wish, I wish I knew how to help," Bella murmurs.

[eversomuchfun]

"So do I."

[cross_and_bow]

"I'm sorry."

[eversomuchfun]

"I know."

[cross_and_bow]

"If this were me I would be finding someplace quiet to process everything by myself so I'd have something coherent to present to everyone else. But that's Bells." Pause. "Right?"

[eversomuchfun]

"...I think I might want to lock myself in here and play needlessly melancholy violin for a few hours," he admits.

[cross_and_bow]

"Okay," Bella murmurs. She kisses his forehead. "Let me know when you want me around. I love you."

And she teleports home.

[eversomuchfun]

Needlessly melancholy violin it is.