The morocco case

Sherlock Holmes took his bottle from the corner of the mantelpiece and his hypodermic syringe from its neat morocco case. With his long, white, nervous fingers he adjusted the delicate needle, and rolled back his left shirt-cuff. For some little time his eyes rested thoughtfully upon the sinewy forearm and wrist all dotted and scarred with innumerable puncture-marks. Finally he thrust the sharp point home, pressed down the tiny piston, and sank back into the velvet-lined arm-chair with a long sigh of satisfaction.

Three times a day for many months I had witnessed this performance, but custom had not reconciled my mind to it. []

“Which is it to-day?” I asked,—“morphine or cocaine?”

He raised his eyes languidly from the old black-letter volume which he had opened. “It is cocaine,” he said,—“a seven-per-cent solution.” []

He put his fingertips together and leaned his elbows on the arms of his chair, like one who has a relish for conversation.

“My mind,” he said, “rebels at stagnation. Give me problems, give me work, give me the most abstruse cryptogram or the most intricate analysis, and I am in my own proper atmosphere. I can dispense then with artificial stimulants. But I abhor the dull routine of existence. I crave for mental exaltation."

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Thanks, Mr. Zahn, for keeping the iconic posture and the long nervous fingers, but dismissing the abhorred addictions.

Thrawn is high on gallery visits, tactical studies, physical and mental training.

High on winning a point, sometimes.

Irritating the Syndicure, always.

And if it is true that he poshly arrives late to the promotion reception of his best friend, and —OK— I wouldn't define him as a party animal, it is also undeniable that he loves to have a drink or a chat or a friendly spar with the people he feels comfortable with.

Still, feeling challenged. Persistently intrigued.

His mind is constantly spinning and processing reality, without being bored by it.

I noted already that my unconditionally favorite Thrawn's quote is "curiosity is a choice".

An admonition for Sherlock and his lack of maturity and real discipline, concealed behind his egomaniac self-promotion.

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