Barok If You Had A Dog… What Would You Name Them?

Sherlock or Mikotoba how did you meet???

Anon,

It is a story that I think of quite often. I had been staying with my friends in a hotel, but the two of them were looking for a flat, and I realized that I needed somewhere closer to my place of work. I brought this up to one of my coworkers--Dr. John Watson, to be exact--and he informed me that the brother of one of his friends was also looking for a flatmate in the precise area where I was looking.

When I arrived and we first interacted, he approached me with a list of things that would put off a roommate. His flaws, I believe he called them. He then asked me for a list of mine, which I gave him. It was an incredibly strange conversation. You may not believe, but he used to be quite a stoic man. He did not show many of his emotions, he was cold and calculated... so you would imagine my surprise when he told me to stand and walk to the middle of the pub where we had met.

He told me the steps to a dance. I thought doing it would make me look ridiculous, so he insisted on dancing first. I watched, I laughed, I joined in, and we looked ridiculous together.

People have said that Holmes is a man who does not understand social cues. Those people are wrong. He knew exactly what I needed at that moment, and I cannot thank him enough for such a warm welcome. We moved in that same day.

It was strange living with him, but I will treasure those years for the rest of my life. My apologies for going on and on, but it is a story that I hold near and dear to my heart.

Thank you for asking! Dr. Yuujin Mikotoba

Dearest Yujin

When will you be returning? The mysteries have lost their allure as of late. I yearn for our adventures. With you at my side there was no case too great. Nothing we couldn’t solve through our dance of deduction. Do you remember the late nights we spent together? All the long hours we put in to find the missing piece of the puzzle. Our long conversations as we slowly but surely figured out how it all slotted into place. It must have been difficult on you, I realize that now. But I believe deep down you loved the thrill just as much as I. You wouldn’t wan it any other way. I know you were only here for the briefest time but England is lesser from your absence. I hope to hear from you soon.

I miss you

-your partner

Ps, tell your daughter that I said hello and that I wish her well. She’s just like you in uncountable ways.

Beloved Partner,

I fear I am not entirely sure when it would be possible for me to return to England. You know as well as I do how I long to be there, to continue our investigations of old, to live together once more and never having to leave... My life is lonelier, quieter, sadder without you here at my side. Even now, as I get excited, I find myself starting to tap my feet... I think of you constantly. In the many years we were apart, I thought of you often, but eventually got over the strength of my emotions about having left. Now, I am not so sure when I will be able to become calm once again.

Naruhodou and Susato have been working together to improve the law, and while I trust them fully... I fear that their work is not yet done. I wish to help them, and yet it seems the right decision may be to let her go. Pardon me, let them go. Having left her behind as an infant... I do not know that I can leave once more. While I long for your company, I don't know that I can find a way to give mine.

Though, with that in mind, I know that Naruhodou has been exchanging letters with Kazuma, and it is clear that he longs for a visit with his friend once more. Perhaps it could be possible. Or perhaps you could visit me on holiday.

I miss you dearly. I wish to be with you.

Signed, Dr. Yuujin Mikotoba

P.S. - I could not be prouder of the children we have raised, both together and separate. They are all incredible. Our family is perfect.

this more a question for the mod(s?) but um. how did you get such good sprites of all the characters? the ones on the wiki suck and im not sure how you did it </3 thanks if you do answer btw!!

Hello astonot!

I'm afraid I don't know the exact process, as it was actually @ask-modern-aceattorney who figured out the process! Essentially, I would pick the sprites I liked best, and they would put them through some sort of gif enhancer, one by one. I started sending gifs in our dms because we were both having fun setting up blogs, and they offered to upgrade, and I couldn't say no.

Thank you for the ask! I know this probably doesn't help too much but I'm so glad you enjoy my stuff <3

Signed, Mod of the Baskervilles

ryuuno out of all your friends who is the most bumpin like fried bologna

Dear ribbonroad,

Your question perplexes me. I don't know what you mean by bumpin, and I did have to ask for help on what bologna was. I first asked Mikotoba-sensei, who told me that it was a place in Italy. I don't know how you would fry a place in Italy, and that does indeed sound like a bad thing. I then asked Susato-chan, and she informed me that it was a form of dried meat, like a sausage. As I happen to quite like fried sausages, especially when Iris is preparing them, I can assume you're asking which of my friends is as good as fried sausages.

That is quite a difficult question to answer... I have a lot of friends in my life who I deeply care for. I'd like to say that my best friend would be anyone who helped form who I am today, but that doesn't narrow it down at all. I would not be the man I am today without everyone who was there by my side in court. I also would not be the man I am today if a frightened young girl hadn't accidentally hurt Asougi.

I love all of my friends. I miss the friends, and even the acquaintances, I left behind in London. There is so much that I need to say to them that I haven't had the chance to, that I can't say until I see them face to face once more.

That doesn't seem to answer your question, but my mind is full of things I need to say that cannot be expressed in this letter.

With care, Naruhodou Ryuunosuke

Dear Kazuma

You will never get it if you don’t ask Barok van zieks

Dear anon,

Assuming that this is in relation to the mysterious note I was given the other day, I asked Barok. He assumed it was about adoption as well, something that seems rather ridiculous, as I cannot be given up in that way anymore. I already have been adopted into a family and even so, I am at the age where I am now considered my own family of one.

Signed, Asougi Kazuma

To Seishiro Jigoku

Why?

Ten years ago, during that travesty of a trial against your close friend Genshin, you stepped up to the witness stand to defend him. You even destroyed said stand in your fury.

A few days later, when commanded by Stronghart, **you chose to put a bullet to your friend's heart**. You had a choice, and yet you chose to betray that friend you had tried to defend with all your might.

...

...

*Why?*

To my anonymous writer,

I don't think that it is possible to explain the kind of duress I was under on that fateful night. I fully believed in Genshin's innocence. He was my best friend. I would not have destroyed court property if I had not believed that I was correct.

When you are given an order by someone who terrifies and awes you in equal amounts, who holds their fate in your hands, who is urging, demanding that you do something drastic for the fate of yourself and your friends, what do you do? If I had not shot Genshin, I think Stronghart would have shot him instead. I do not believe there was any chance he would have made it out of that cemetery alive.

I was foolish, selfish, reckless, and manipulated. I was too much of a coward to stand up to this order, the time pressure and possibility of Yuujin being caught in the crosshairs... I can never forgive myself for what I did. I hope nobody can forgive me. I deserve every torture in the world.

But nothing I ever do can bring him back.

Jigoku Seishirou

To Albert: What compelled you to visit Enoch Drebber at prison after all that has happened between you too? What are your feelings regarding him?

Dear anon,

That is quite a difficult question, if I am being perfectly honest. I felt as though I could not move forwards with my life if I did not discuss with him what happened.

He was a large part of my life for a great many months. I thought the two of us were friends, that we could continue to be friends, and I sympathized with his plight. While I hate that he did what he did, that cannot be changed. All I know is that the two of us were a fantastic team.

Furthermore, he is a very smart person, and I needed advice in some social scenarios I found myself in. I am hopeless when it comes to such things, but Enoch seems to find a way to the center of every problem. I have been coming back regularly... it seems he simply wanted someone to listen to him, and I have endless time to do so!

With care, Albert Harebrayne

kazuma, picture this: you ask what ryuuno is making for dinner. he says hes already eaten. what do you do

Ribbonroad,

I think the first thing I would do in such a scenario is just silently stare at him and see if he is going to further elaborate. If he says that there is nothing left from the meal, I would raise a judgmental eyebrow at him. He tends to crumble under the weight of a simple look like that.

If he says that he made chicken for dinner, I would simply sleep hungry. If that bothers him, that is fine by me. My life long vendetta for the foul fowl was not helped by my experience on that boat.

If he feels bad about it, I would then of course assure him that it is not his fault and I would have eaten if I wanted to, but some days I am far too exhausted to make food for myself.

Asougi Kazuma

Question to Barok

I know Klint is a touchy subject for you but do you have any good memories you shared together? And..Does the acts of what he did still haunt you? What Stronghart did and how he manipulated you and Klint? -Ares S.

To Ares:

Klimt is a rather touchy subject of mine, yes. That being said, his relationship with me used to be quite good. He was my closest and only friend for quite some time. I smile when I look back on our early years, the summers in the sun, nights warming by the fire, catching bugs in our hands and going on hunting trips with my father. Our father.

I still have a difficult time believing that my brother could have killed someone. I know he did, I have come to accept that difficult truth, but I cannot follow any line of logic he may have used. Perhaps it was entirely illogical. What remains is that he did kill a man, and Stronghart used that fact to his advantage to ruin our lives, the lives of the families of men my brother was forced to kill, perhaps the entirety of law in London itself.

It will take me quite some time coming to terms with everything. It has been months since I was confronted with the news, and yet I have hardly been able to sort through the mass amount of emotions it still stirs from within me.

Thoughtfully yours, Barok van Zieks

*leaves a present with a hand carved wooden bird inside the box in strongharts cell*

To the anonymous gift giver:

I must say... this is an immaculately crafted carving. While such talents should be used in more proper forms of carpentry, beautiful ornate furniture and the like, I cannot deny the beauty of this simple object.

I would like to while away my hours with whittling, though I have been put under immense isolation and careful watch. I argue that I am not a dangerous man, and yet they will not allow me tools for woodworking. I will treasure this.

Mael Stronghart.