It is a truly remarkable thing, to be hunted, to bear the invisible sights of the marksman's target. And how equally as fascinating that the elation occur in the reverse, holding a precisely crafted instrument, readying the aim or indeed merely using its presence to effect one's goals. It is a splendour and elegance this fine weapon has achieved ( Read more... )

{As usual, Holmes has been mostly avoiding the network due to his self-imposed technology ban, selectively viewing communications made by either new people or those he already knows; and even then he's been quite lacklustre about it. He's been doing things in person, observing, talking, stalking, and is therefore not entirely aware of the nature ( Read more... )

{It has finally happened. Holmes' wish has been granted: he's been killed. As a result, he's now in the infirmary under the oh so loving ministrations of Martha, the EMH, and the rest of the infirmary staff. And it's been quite pleasant, too. So very pleasant ( Read more... )