Fill Continuation (g)stickstockstoneMay 21 2011, 04:38:22 UTC
John Watson is crouched over the body of a Caucasian male between the ages of 25 and 30, a rather unattractive fellow with mousy brown hair. In a contrast that Sherlock finds delightful, John's fine blond hair has managed to catch the scant amount of sunlight that has struggled through both cloud cover and pollution, and is reflecting it in such a way that it makes it look shiny and soft- inviting, even. At least four schemes for obtaining a sample shudder through his brain before he manages to derail the train of thought.
"Can I help with something?" It's the man standing next to John that makes this statement. Sherlock had ignored him previously, dismissed him as clearly unimportant when compared to John's hair. The diction and tone indicate that Sherlock’s presence is surprising and unwanted, while his posture- crossed arms, raised shoulders- indicate that he feels the need to defend his authority; the whole effect, complete with oversized trench coat, comes off as petulant and insecure. He is the D.I. on scene, newly promoted- possibly because of who he knows rather than what he knows- and is incredibly aware of that fact. Sherlock resists the urge to roll his eyes; there is only so much posturing he can handle before unsavory bedroom activities are used as blackmail, and he is truly not in the mood.
Although in addressing him, the D.I. is also making John aware of Sherlock's presence. He looks up and smiles; Sherlock twitches his lips in an attempt to smile back.
"Yes." Perhaps if he is direct, he won't have to waste time watching this man metaphorically piss all over his territory. "I have requested John Watson's presence for dinner."
"Yeah, well," the D.I. frowns severely, in the manner of a child being forced to eat some kind of unappetizing vegetable, "he's working."
"Sherlock," John sighs, not moving from his curled position near the victim's hips, "it is 10:45 in the morning."
"I am aware of the time, John."
"Dinner is an evening activity."
"But that's hours away!"
"Hold up!" Even Sherlock knows that interrupting a conversation is a bit not good; he may disregard that fact at every opportunity, but the fact that the novice D.I. is willing to ignore this general rule of civility fills him with irritation. "Sherlock Holmes? I've heard of you."
"Sally Donovan is an idiot; you shouldn't believe a word she says."
"Donovan's not an idiot." John says while examining the hands of the corpse.
"Sally Donovan has more potential than she willingly uses; you shouldn't believe a word she says."
"How do you know it was her?" The D.I.'s shoulders are approaching his ears.
"Lestrade refuses to think about me any more than necessary, to include casual conversation; Anderson whines about me constantly, but you would rarely, if ever, come into contact with him. You have been newly promoted from Sergeant; obviously Sally Donovan is in your social circle."
"Oh, obviously," he sneers, looking down towards John in an attempt to gain his approval and share a long-suffering grin with him. John, still crouched, ignores him in favor of writing notes on a clipboard; the grin slides into a grimace, which becomes a scowl when he brings his eyes back to Sherlock. "What do you want, then?"
"I've already told you."
"Yeah, and I've already told you that he's working." The D.I. says this while baring his teeth far more than necessary, "and we'll be working until this case is solved."
"It was the brother." Sherlock says this, and in the silence that follows, takes the opportunity to grab John by his bicep and pull him towards the road.
I’m so sorry. No, really, I am. I wish I had an excuse, but I don’t, and I hope you lovely people can forgive me. I do have plans to finish this, I promise! It’s just… not flowing quite as fast as I’d like it to. Still, though, you’ve all been absolutely the best, and if I could hug each and every one of you (or perhaps give a firm handshake and/or emphatic up-nod to those of you who aren’t keen on hugs), I totally would.
Re: Fill Continuation (g)stickstockstoneMay 22 2011, 04:33:54 UTC
Just discovered this story and it's amazing. Sherlock's obvious violent crush is adorable. Also I love his revised insult for Donovan, I'm going to try substituting that next time I want to call someone an idiot.
Re: Fill Continuation (g)sirona_gsMay 23 2011, 08:04:32 UTC
I have just found this, and oh my god, it is completely delightful. Smitten Sherlock is just so. Much. Love!! And John, I love his no-nonsence ways! And I love Lestrade in this, too! :D I am very much hoping for more! <333
"Can I help with something?" It's the man standing next to John that makes this statement. Sherlock had ignored him previously, dismissed him as clearly unimportant when compared to John's hair. The diction and tone indicate that Sherlock’s presence is surprising and unwanted, while his posture- crossed arms, raised shoulders- indicate that he feels the need to defend his authority; the whole effect, complete with oversized trench coat, comes off as petulant and insecure. He is the D.I. on scene, newly promoted- possibly because of who he knows rather than what he knows- and is incredibly aware of that fact. Sherlock resists the urge to roll his eyes; there is only so much posturing he can handle before unsavory bedroom activities are used as blackmail, and he is truly not in the mood.
Although in addressing him, the D.I. is also making John aware of Sherlock's presence. He looks up and smiles; Sherlock twitches his lips in an attempt to smile back.
"Yes." Perhaps if he is direct, he won't have to waste time watching this man metaphorically piss all over his territory. "I have requested John Watson's presence for dinner."
"Yeah, well," the D.I. frowns severely, in the manner of a child being forced to eat some kind of unappetizing vegetable, "he's working."
"Sherlock," John sighs, not moving from his curled position near the victim's hips, "it is 10:45 in the morning."
"I am aware of the time, John."
"Dinner is an evening activity."
"But that's hours away!"
"Hold up!" Even Sherlock knows that interrupting a conversation is a bit not good; he may disregard that fact at every opportunity, but the fact that the novice D.I. is willing to ignore this general rule of civility fills him with irritation. "Sherlock Holmes? I've heard of you."
"Sally Donovan is an idiot; you shouldn't believe a word she says."
"Donovan's not an idiot." John says while examining the hands of the corpse.
"Sally Donovan has more potential than she willingly uses; you shouldn't believe a word she says."
"How do you know it was her?" The D.I.'s shoulders are approaching his ears.
"Lestrade refuses to think about me any more than necessary, to include casual conversation; Anderson whines about me constantly, but you would rarely, if ever, come into contact with him. You have been newly promoted from Sergeant; obviously Sally Donovan is in your social circle."
"Oh, obviously," he sneers, looking down towards John in an attempt to gain his approval and share a long-suffering grin with him. John, still crouched, ignores him in favor of writing notes on a clipboard; the grin slides into a grimace, which becomes a scowl when he brings his eyes back to Sherlock. "What do you want, then?"
"I've already told you."
"Yeah, and I've already told you that he's working." The D.I. says this while baring his teeth far more than necessary, "and we'll be working until this case is solved."
"It was the brother." Sherlock says this, and in the silence that follows, takes the opportunity to grab John by his bicep and pull him towards the road.
I’m so sorry. No, really, I am. I wish I had an excuse, but I don’t, and I hope you lovely people can forgive me. I do have plans to finish this, I promise! It’s just… not flowing quite as fast as I’d like it to. Still, though, you’ve all been absolutely the best, and if I could hug each and every one of you (or perhaps give a firm handshake and/or emphatic up-nod to those of you who aren’t keen on hugs), I totally would.
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HA! Sherlock is trying SO hard for John's sake.
I loved the texts!
This is still great! Thanks for writing more!
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I love how completely manic Sherlock is. Poor, long-suffering Lestrade. XD
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There is nothing about this that I don't love.
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*bookmarks immediately*
Love how Sherlock is so head over heels and John is so calm about it when other people would run screaming...
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*rolls around in glee*
So much adorable!! Please keep writing darling
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can't wait for moarrrrrrrrrr!
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