Sherlock flitted between the alleyway and the shadows on the sidewalk. It was a blink of movement inside the shadows, so he watched the police getting closer as if they were in a flip book. When Bradbury replied, Sherlock just scoffed. He wasn't going to make this easy, but at least now he knew it was him. He heard the familiar jangling of of handcuffs against sets of keys growing closer.
"Fair enough. Actions before words, then."
Though Bradbury certainly looked worse for wear, Sherlock could tell he was still more of a physical threat than he was. Fortunately, he had the element of surprise on his side, and in his shadows, the physical world tended to change. Arms emerged noiselessly from the wall behind Bradbury, one clamping a hand down on his mouth and the other pulling him back into the darkness.
"Don't panic and don't make a sound," he hissed into Bradbury's ear, watching as the police turned into the alley. It was a more trying request than it seemed; Sherlock knew how the shadows felt to the uninitiated. However, as long as he kept a hold on Rick, things would be fine. Hopefully.
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"Fair enough. Actions before words, then."
Though Bradbury certainly looked worse for wear, Sherlock could tell he was still more of a physical threat than he was. Fortunately, he had the element of surprise on his side, and in his shadows, the physical world tended to change. Arms emerged noiselessly from the wall behind Bradbury, one clamping a hand down on his mouth and the other pulling him back into the darkness.
"Don't panic and don't make a sound," he hissed into Bradbury's ear, watching as the police turned into the alley. It was a more trying request than it seemed; Sherlock knew how the shadows felt to the uninitiated. However, as long as he kept a hold on Rick, things would be fine. Hopefully.