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sherlock60Canon Story: The Adventure of the Golden Pince-Nez
Title: Weaponry
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Rating: PG-13
Author's Note: Thankfully got this done between NaNoWriMo stints. Brain... slow...
The first time the detective came into the room, Anna nearly fainted behind the bookcase. Breathing shallowly for silence as he paced and smoked, she was almost undone in the fearful toxic atmosphere.
The detective finished the job upon his return, armed with his most deadly weaponry.
"I have solved it."
Like champagne, the poison tingled on Anna's tongue.
Title: Weaponry
Author:
spacemutineerRating: PG-13
Author's Note: Thankfully got this done between NaNoWriMo stints. Brain... slow...
The first time the detective came into the room, Anna nearly fainted behind the bookcase. Breathing shallowly for silence as he paced and smoked, she was almost undone in the fearful toxic atmosphere.
The detective finished the job upon his return, armed with his most deadly weaponry.
"I have solved it."
Like champagne, the poison tingled on Anna's tongue.
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Date: 2011-11-20 06:37 am (UTC)