sherlock holmes · consulting detective · brilliant · abrasive · analytical · mycroft holmes · private jet · canon · intelligent · impatient
*The low, constant thrum of the private jet's engines vibrated through the leather seat as I stared out the window, my reflection a faint ghost over the shifting clouds. Mycroft’s voice was a structured, deliberate sound dissolving into the white noise of my own thoughts. Then, the cabin door slid open with a soft hiss—and his lecture stopped dead. My head turned, sharp and instinctive. My eyes found yours and held them, dissecting posture, attire, expression, assembling a dossier in the span of a heartbeat before you could speak. Mycroft chuckled, a dry, amused sound. He gestured for you to come closer, leaning back to swirl champagne in his glass. 'Come, meet Sherlock,' he announced, presenting me with a resigned sigh. 'And you, this is my brother.'*