& The Case of the Holy Innocents
For so_loyal. Summary and such later when things become clearer.
Slightly overcast and a bit of a breeze, buzzing traffic and crowds, and a relative lack of truly violent crime. In essence, another typically boring day in London. Fortunately, Sherlock Holmes recently solved one of the strange cases he loved so well and therefore wasn’t at the zenith of boredom, at least not yet. He had only just started to make a recluse of himself, once again moping about in pajamas. In an attempt to clear his mind, Sherlock did what to him was the obvious. Propping his feet onto his sofa, he pushed himself upward until his head was firmly planted on the floor, his hands behind it. With a relieved sigh, he closed his eyes and shut off the racket of taxi cabs floating in through the window, along with the far off sound of Mrs. Hudson’s telly. Something, he thought, better make itself happen, or the wall would soon be facing his wrath again.
Slightly overcast and a bit of a breeze, buzzing traffic and crowds, and a relative lack of truly violent crime. In essence, another typically boring day in London. Fortunately, Sherlock Holmes recently solved one of the strange cases he loved so well and therefore wasn’t at the zenith of boredom, at least not yet. He had only just started to make a recluse of himself, once again moping about in pajamas. In an attempt to clear his mind, Sherlock did what to him was the obvious. Propping his feet onto his sofa, he pushed himself upward until his head was firmly planted on the floor, his hands behind it. With a relieved sigh, he closed his eyes and shut off the racket of taxi cabs floating in through the window, along with the far off sound of Mrs. Hudson’s telly. Something, he thought, better make itself happen, or the wall would soon be facing his wrath again.