MISS: Running || ABBE: I Her Legacy
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Canon Story: The Missing Three-Quarter
Title: Running
Author:
hisietari
Rating: G
Author's Notes: Based on an amusing story that happened to a friend of mine.
Despite their campus case closed, Watson noticed that for some months after their adventure Holmes kept reading the sports news with interest. Upon one such occasion, at which the detective uttered a chuckle, Watson asked for reasons.
“Rugby, dear friend. It appears that while Cambridge has its three-quarter back, Oxford is now troubling them with an excellent runner named Moriarty.”
Canon Story: The Abbey Grange
Title: I Her Legacy
Author:
hisietari
Rating: G
Author's Notes: I had a very hard time keeping myself from writing "the feet of a Weeping Angel".
“Look at me, Watson.”
The long-suffering doctor heard several alarums ring through his head. It was also a long-suffering head, given the amount of brandies it had taken them the night before to come to terms with Abbey Grange’s mysteries.
“Look at me, and observe how the voice of reason and science falls to the tear-stained feet of an Angel.”
Title: Running
Author:
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Rating: G
Author's Notes: Based on an amusing story that happened to a friend of mine.
Despite their campus case closed, Watson noticed that for some months after their adventure Holmes kept reading the sports news with interest. Upon one such occasion, at which the detective uttered a chuckle, Watson asked for reasons.
“Rugby, dear friend. It appears that while Cambridge has its three-quarter back, Oxford is now troubling them with an excellent runner named Moriarty.”
Canon Story: The Abbey Grange
Title: I Her Legacy
Author:
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Rating: G
Author's Notes: I had a very hard time keeping myself from writing "the feet of a Weeping Angel".
“Look at me, Watson.”
The long-suffering doctor heard several alarums ring through his head. It was also a long-suffering head, given the amount of brandies it had taken them the night before to come to terms with Abbey Grange’s mysteries.
“Look at me, and observe how the voice of reason and science falls to the tear-stained feet of an Angel.”
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Date: 2013-06-25 05:33 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-06-25 07:06 pm (UTC)A real sense of movement is conveyed:-)
Thank you!