The Druitt Picspam, Part 2!!!
Part 2 of my JOHN DRUITT IS SEXY TIME picspam of love!♥♥♥
Coming tomorrow are episodes 12 and 13, yes together, despite the fact it'll be an absolutely massive picspam beyond all reason. The Watson/Druitt Bromance is thick and heavy in the air, but for now... FATHER/DAUGHER BONDING TIME!
episode seven; the five...
{aka; 'in which john and ashley get father/daughter bonding time, john flashes his chest, and saves former flame helen magnus from certain doom...'}
Ashley: You’ve gotta be kidding me!
John: This picture was taken by Henry Talbott, Southhampton, eighteen eighty something, I forget the exact date.
Ashley: Where did you get this?
John: As a gift, from your mother, when we were both at Oxford - though she was just auditing courses in those days. No women were allowed to enroll. A rule she railed against with avengeance, believe me.
Ashley: You were College buddies with my mom?!
John: Yes, at first. Things became more serious between us later.
Ashley: Dude, you have to stop referring to my mom as your ex, or seriously I will kill you.
John: We were a part of something, something we called ‘The Five’ - a small group dedicated to expanding our knowledge of the physical world by the most unconventional means.
John: Ashley, I am not your enemy. Not anymore.
Ashley: Baldy. You invaded our house, you fed me to a giant iguana. If that’s not enough to make you my enemy, what is?
John: Oh I was wrong to try to reason with you, you’re incapable of seeing the truth.
Ashley: What truth?!
John: That you have no concept of the meaning of your work. You just shoot, maim, and capture what mummy tells you, without a single regard for the consequences of your actions.
Ashley: That is NOT true.
John: Oh you’re a killer alright. You live for the thrill of the hunt - the exquisite rush of that moment of violence. You find it utterly intoxicating. I know the feeling VERY well myself.
Ashley: I AM NOTHING LIKE YOU.
John: Ohhhh you’d like nothing more than to kill me, resurrect your wounded pride, get some blood on your hands. The only reason you haven’t really tried is because you’re not sure you can pull it off…
Ashley: What does Tesla want with my mom?
John: Tesla’s intent on creating an army of deadly creatures - topple the Kabal once and for all. Helen will undoubtedly refuse his offer to join him in his efforts, and when she does, he will kill her.
Ashley: How do you know all this?
John: Because… he came to me first… my last encounter with your mother did indeed leave me close to death. But Tesla found me, revived me, and when I refused him… well… nothing quite like electric shock therapy to clear the mind.
Ashley: My god...
John: And the rage that once fuelled me is gone. I’m whole once again. Together we can save her… but I need to know where she is. I am your only hope. Please, I need to make things right. For you. For her.
Helen: John! What the hell are you doing?!
John: Saving your life.
Helen: Why?!
John: You’ve had a long night Helen, I’m simply glad to see you safe and sound.
Helen: The blood I gave you, it should have crippled you. Or worse.
John: It did.
Helen: Then how?
John: Ashley can explain…
Coming tomorrow are episodes 12 and 13, yes together, despite the fact it'll be an absolutely massive picspam beyond all reason. The Watson/Druitt Bromance is thick and heavy in the air, but for now... FATHER/DAUGHER BONDING TIME!
episode seven; the five...
{aka; 'in which john and ashley get father/daughter bonding time, john flashes his chest, and saves former flame helen magnus from certain doom...'}
Ashley: You’ve gotta be kidding me!
John: This picture was taken by Henry Talbott, Southhampton, eighteen eighty something, I forget the exact date.
Ashley: Where did you get this?
John: As a gift, from your mother, when we were both at Oxford - though she was just auditing courses in those days. No women were allowed to enroll. A rule she railed against with avengeance, believe me.
Ashley: You were College buddies with my mom?!
John: Yes, at first. Things became more serious between us later.
Ashley: Dude, you have to stop referring to my mom as your ex, or seriously I will kill you.
John: We were a part of something, something we called ‘The Five’ - a small group dedicated to expanding our knowledge of the physical world by the most unconventional means.
John: Ashley, I am not your enemy. Not anymore.
Ashley: Baldy. You invaded our house, you fed me to a giant iguana. If that’s not enough to make you my enemy, what is?
John: Oh I was wrong to try to reason with you, you’re incapable of seeing the truth.
Ashley: What truth?!
John: That you have no concept of the meaning of your work. You just shoot, maim, and capture what mummy tells you, without a single regard for the consequences of your actions.
Ashley: That is NOT true.
John: Oh you’re a killer alright. You live for the thrill of the hunt - the exquisite rush of that moment of violence. You find it utterly intoxicating. I know the feeling VERY well myself.
Ashley: I AM NOTHING LIKE YOU.
John: Ohhhh you’d like nothing more than to kill me, resurrect your wounded pride, get some blood on your hands. The only reason you haven’t really tried is because you’re not sure you can pull it off…
Ashley: What does Tesla want with my mom?
John: Tesla’s intent on creating an army of deadly creatures - topple the Kabal once and for all. Helen will undoubtedly refuse his offer to join him in his efforts, and when she does, he will kill her.
Ashley: How do you know all this?
John: Because… he came to me first… my last encounter with your mother did indeed leave me close to death. But Tesla found me, revived me, and when I refused him… well… nothing quite like electric shock therapy to clear the mind.
Ashley: My god...
John: And the rage that once fuelled me is gone. I’m whole once again. Together we can save her… but I need to know where she is. I am your only hope. Please, I need to make things right. For you. For her.
Helen: John! What the hell are you doing?!
John: Saving your life.
Helen: Why?!
John: You’ve had a long night Helen, I’m simply glad to see you safe and sound.
Helen: The blood I gave you, it should have crippled you. Or worse.
John: It did.
Helen: Then how?
John: Ashley can explain…