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Home sweet home

((New post, because it is good for the universe. I would like to applaud all of the Cravat's fine members for not making a home/Holmes pun, nor yet a Holmesosexual pun. Not yet.))

Location: The Cravat
Time: Out of time

Sherlock Holmes and John Watson stumbled out of the portal, Watson still a little wide eyed at the prospect of time travel, Holmes retaining his famous composure. They stood in wait of the others, avoiding each other's eyes.

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simplysidhe
Jan. 15th, 2007 03:56 am (UTC)
((You know, Baxter, that I am at your beck and call.))

The door was suddenly thrown open by Holmes, his lips pursed, his expression calm and collected. For a moment he simply looked at the heap of gay on the floor, then turned back to Watson, who had turned red for the twelfth time that day, and said shortly, "I told you. And I rest my case."

Watson sputtered.

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