awesome_binomial_theoremsA bored Moriarty is - ...
Well. It's not a terrible thing. There aren't any fires or anything, although that could change in time.
He's carved out a little corner of the bar for his anxious pacing, where there is, amongst other things, no less than ten sixteen-by-sixteen Sudokus pinned to the wall, three Rubiks Cubes, a half dozen newspapers with various words outlined seemingly at random (and various notes attached - one edition of the Times has a massive 'INVESTIGATE DEMONIC ACTIVITY' scribbled on it in red), and a quarter empty bottle of whiskey.
Moriarty himself doesn't look too great. His coat is flopped over the back of a chair, his waistcoat undone, his cravat who-knows-where, his shirt missing several buttons near the neck, and he has a reddish cut over his eye that's probably an hour or two old.
Botherable.