Comments | desperatefans: A long time coming... (Intro)

only_paul in desperatefans

A long time coming... (Intro)

Jun 17, 2009 23:34

He must have fallen asleep, somewhere along the travel back to Istanbul. His hand was wrapped around his fiancée's, hidden under his jacket. It wasn't much, but it was enough, and he was hoping soon, soon they would be able to go home, to Boston. Before that, they would see Turgut again, and that would be the end of their sinister adventures. He ( Read more... )

henry fitzroy, lucivar, william de worde, moriarty, introduction, gen watanabe, anita blake

Comments 498

dontcallmeser June 18 2009, 20:48:39 UTC

Sandor has had a bad couple days. Between Jaime Lannister and Loras fucking Tyrell, he's pissed off, palpably.

And going to be pacing back and forth when Paul shows up, upon which he lifts his head and snaps, "What do you want?" In his usual growling, unpleasant greeting.

only_paul June 19 2009, 14:10:38 UTC

Whoa. Not a vampire, but a terrifying huge person thing who could well be a drone of Ranov and Joszef, for example.

"I want to know where my" girlfriend "associate is, and I want to go home, is what." He reaches, to undo his tie, a little. This is starting to be uncomfortable.

dontcallmeser June 19 2009, 15:15:08 UTC

Sandor's shoulders twitch. "I can't help you if she's not here," briefly, "You're stuck now. Like everyone else."

only_paul June 19 2009, 16:13:47 UTC

... this. It's bad.

"Stuck here? And where's here, and who are you?"

Thread 98

studiesemerald June 29 2009, 18:51:15 UTC

Moriarty looks up from his notebook. He's seen so many people arrive at the Mansion, yet none seemed as utterly terrified as this newest visitor.

"I am sorry, sir. I do not know a Helen. However, as there are so many people here, she could be about somewhere..."

He nods politely.

"Perhaps it would help things if you sat and rested for a bit...maybe had some tea or something to eat..."

only_paul June 30 2009, 03:04:00 UTC

Ah ha, yes. Eating or drinking are possibly the last thing on Paul's mind, right now. And he doesn't let go his suitcase - as though it contained secrets of state, which, in fact, it does.

"Sir, where am I? I need to get back on the plane - we're due in Istanbul anytime now."

... of course, his terror will probably be tenfold if he ever sees her Majesty's portrait. Oh dear.

studiesemerald July 2 2009, 23:49:03 UTC

"I fear you will not be able to return to your plane very soon. People just sort of...arrive here from a variety of places and times. At some point, it was dubbed 'the Mansion,' although it does not seem to have an owner. It is all very strange, to be honest..."

His voice trails off. After a moment, he pauses and offers Paul a hand.

"James Moriarty. London, 1882."

only_paul July 5 2009, 22:46:40 UTC

The good news is that Gen Wanatabe told him the same thing (and Gen was, with Mercy, the closest to normal that Paul met so far). Another helpful bit is that he met a man with batwings whom Paul decided was an alian, and a man who claimed to be from Westeros.

Meeting a fictional character, however, is a whole other ballgame. Barring the glass-endowed look-alike (that was weird), this possibly is the strangest thing that Paul has ever come across.

....

"It's nice to meet you, Mr. Moriarty," Paul says, politely. He reaches for the handshake, though admittedly, his primary goal is to check if this fellow isn't a vampire. He doesn't look like a thrall - his face looks healthy enough - but you never know. He's trying to hide his beffuddlement, but Paul is not good at covertsy - that's Helen's forte - so Moriarty might well notice it.

Hiiii. I exist. RL has been getting in the way. So sorry about the lag. And because of the consequences, I'm assuming the thread with Henry Fitzroy is happening after this one. *points* ( ... )

Thread 50