((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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"Oh, and," Gabe began, turning his head to look at Holmes again. "Out of the two of us, I'd out-Libertine you any day of the week. I've done things that would make your Victorian brain explode, so don't call yourself an immoral and libertine invert. I'll just take the libertine bit as a challenge and then I may have to give you a crash-course in late twentieth century morality, not to mention modern terminology." He shook his head. "'Invert,'" he muttered. "Christ."