[ It's strange. He's supposed to be good at waiting. James Moriarty—the famous one, his future self—has the patience of a spider, wise enough to act only when his calculated chances of success are at their greatest.
This James Moriarty is still young, however, still green, and the deadly patience of a criminal mastermind eludes him.
Sure, he successfully made contact with Dante—whom he, frankly, still can't even believe is HERE in Kaisou—but their situation now isn't at all the same as it was back in that Singularity. There are too many new variables. It's only natural that the equation, and by extension its answer, would change to accommodate these unknown factors.
Which brings him back to the question currently occupying his mind: how long will he have to wait for that mop-headed writer to show up?
Having a Master might change Dante's priorities completely. Some Servants are quite dedicated to their summoners, after all. For Moriarty, having a Master is simply a means to an end, although he doesn't mind the idea of being 'friends' with his Master. They just simply aren't and will never be his entire world.
For a hopeless romantic like Dante, however, well—maybe he's just a LITTLE concerned that that sentimental idiot will get swept up in the fervor of having a Master and completely forget about Moriarty and this whole 'running a law firm' business.
What will he do if that happens? He should make a few contingency plans, just in case, but... the thought doesn't sit well with him. If Dante bails on him, after everything they went through, Moriarty will just have to shake some sense into him.
And if that doesn't work? What then? What if Dante—
The loud sound of the front door opening so forcefully it slams against the opposite wall snaps him out of his deep and troubled contemplation. Moriarty jumps to his feet in alarm from behind his desk, eyes wide. ]
Dante?!
Good God, man, don't take the door off its hinges!
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This James Moriarty is still young, however, still green, and the deadly patience of a criminal mastermind eludes him.
Sure, he successfully made contact with Dante—whom he, frankly, still can't even believe is HERE in Kaisou—but their situation now isn't at all the same as it was back in that Singularity. There are too many new variables. It's only natural that the equation, and by extension its answer, would change to accommodate these unknown factors.
Which brings him back to the question currently occupying his mind: how long will he have to wait for that mop-headed writer to show up?
Having a Master might change Dante's priorities completely. Some Servants are quite dedicated to their summoners, after all. For Moriarty, having a Master is simply a means to an end, although he doesn't mind the idea of being 'friends' with his Master. They just simply aren't and will never be his entire world.
For a hopeless romantic like Dante, however, well—maybe he's just a LITTLE concerned that that sentimental idiot will get swept up in the fervor of having a Master and completely forget about Moriarty and this whole 'running a law firm' business.
What will he do if that happens? He should make a few contingency plans, just in case, but... the thought doesn't sit well with him. If Dante bails on him, after everything they went through, Moriarty will just have to shake some sense into him.
And if that doesn't work? What then? What if Dante—
The loud sound of the front door opening so forcefully it slams against the opposite wall snaps him out of his deep
and troubledcontemplation. Moriarty jumps to his feet in alarm from behind his desk, eyes wide. ]Dante?!
Good God, man, don't take the door off its hinges!