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"Welcome to Sunshine," says Juliet. "And to my front porch and whatever you do don't hit the light, it'll set Sherlock on fire."
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she_sells_seashells
Shell Bell zooms out to intercept his path and trail him back to Juliet's. She imagines he can smell her; this is fine.
eversomuchfun
Slurp.
"Delicious breakfast," he says. "Though not as delicious as you, dear Juliet. Back to my future home?"
"Delicious breakfast," he says. "Though not as delicious as you, dear Juliet. Back to my future home?"
cross_and_bow
"Yes, I think so. I believe Mr. Giles's librarian sensibilities would be offended if any tasting occurred, though."
But Mr. Giles's librarian sensibilities will just have to live with a certain amount of handholding, apparently.
But Mr. Giles's librarian sensibilities will just have to live with a certain amount of handholding, apparently.
cross_and_bow
"I don't think offending Mr. Giles's librarian sensibilities is the object of this evening," snorts Juliet, "is it?"
cross_and_bow
"All right. So I guess that was our version of the monogamy conversation, was it? Are there -" She gestures vaguely. "Rules, to this? Expectations that should be clarified?"
eversomuchfun
"Unless you object, I pretty much plan to fuck who I like and tell you about it as it comes up. You're free to do the same, although I am almost certainly going to find out whether you tell me or not. If you have other rules or expectations, we can of course talk about those."
cross_and_bow
"I think it'd be awkward if you wound up screwing anyone or anything I'd feel obliged to kill if I met," she says after a pause. "Whether or not such a meeting is likely."
cross_and_bow
"I think it'd require significantly more processing to disentangle suspect motivations," she shrugs. "Nothing else leaps to mind, I guess." Pause. "I'm glad it'd matter if I objected."
cross_and_bow
He gets a kiss on the cheek for that as they approach the brick building. It's about when Giles is due to meet them.
And there, indeed, is Giles.
His car is a terrible old grey wreck, but it coughs along adequately. He parks it front.
His car is a terrible old grey wreck, but it coughs along adequately. He parks it front.
cross_and_bow
"Hi, Mr. Giles," says Juliet. "This is Sherlock. Sherlock, this is Mr. Giles." She knows that they could both figure that out, but it's polite.
cross_and_bow
"Yeah. Let's go in. There's room for it in the front bit," says Juliet. She opens the door. "Hi, Tony!" she calls. "We brought my Watcher. This is Mr. Giles."
toblameforit
"Hi, Mr. Giles!" calls Tony's voice from upstairs. "Don't mind me, I'm just ripping out a couple walls!"
she_sells_seashells
"Do you need more squares?" calls Shell Bell, stepping into the building and becoming visible again.