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Sorry for being absent for a few days! I run two other roleplay blogs and this one is not my main. But I am here to make a few replies uvu.
I did it-- weeps loudly. I got back into my Moriarty blog
I CANT WATCH THEM FOR A LITTLE WHILE THO BUT OH WELL.
IM GOING OUT OF TOWN TOMORROW AND YEAH GOING TO BED EARLY TONIGHT AND WEIM WATCHING A MOVIE WITH FAMILY IN A FEW
I GOT THE EMAIL INFO BACK I GET JIM BACK
BUT FUCK I HAVENT SEEN THE NEW EPISODES LOL
haventmovedon replied to your post:ALL OF THESE BBC SHERLOCK ROLEPLAYERS MAKES ME...
SADFACES
IM TRYING TO FINDTHE INFO
ALL OF THESE BBC SHERLOCK ROLEPLAYERS MAKES ME WANT TO RP MORIARTY AGAIN
{Jeremy loved going to the museum ever since he was a kid. Now that he was in college and studying to be a History teacher, he thought it was a perfect place to take in a somewhat free history lesson or two.}
{Standing in front of the Wild West diorama, he ran into another guy; absorbed in the examination of the diorama. Pulling out one of his headphones, he gave the other an apologetic look.}
”Sorry…I just get so absorbed inta these things…so much detail, y’know?”
brown orbs flick from he and then off to the Western diorama. Yes-- Owen had seen it, but never had that certain era grasped his attention as well as the Ancient Roman one had. But there is a shrug of his shoulders, and lazily he opens his mouth--
❝I know, what you mean, amico❞
an Italian accent litters the speech he carries. There breaks a smile at the thoughts of the museum and history in general. Pocketing his phone Owen lifts his head and turns towards the Roman display.
❝However, my interests lie with ancient rome.❞
lemhitracker:
ϡ “I am well indeed, Octavius. And you? I trust that the Hall of Miniatures is at peace.”
{♐ ➞ ❝ I am faring well. All has been quiet for the most part-- thanks to Larry.❞
the Museum of Natural History, New York-- A place of comfort and intriguing material for the student. One may label it as his home away from home; often do his footfalls grace upon it's ground.
owen's footing is placed upon the ground firmly, his head down with the attention of his eyes locked upon the phone that is held within his hands. What has failed to become placed within his mind is that someone else had been in the Hall of Miniatures-- and that Owen so rudely ran into him.
❝---- Hmm?❞
There was a certain kind of subtext, what those of a discerning view might read as a subtle homoerotic subtext. If those people read that into it I certainly wouldn't argue with it... Yes, Octavius has a certain fascination with Jedediah because, of course, he wouldn't meet people as irreverent as that in the world of the Roman Empire, I think people were a bit more formal in their behaviour, so that slightly gauche, throwaway attitude that goes with being a cowboy fascinates Octavius, and he finds it quite alluring."
-- Steve Coogan
"Good. Best keep an eye on yer men, though. Don’t wanna be seein’ any’a them in the stockades again."
{He chuckled and squeezed the other’s hand; a warm feeling creeping up in his chest and nestling around his heart.}
“I didn’ wanna ask…thought you’d think it’d be too soon…’r somethin’.”
{Another squeeze of the hand; more to convince himself that this was in fact happening and that he wasn’t dreaming.}
"Yeah, it is. A lot better."
{♐ ➞ lesser words fall like forgotten prayers-- the workings of his men matter to be naught; for simply it had become idle speech for the passing of time. A nod of his head. Breathless he remains--a sensation all too foreign. No one had been able to take his breath away, no one but Jedediah.
❝ I assure you it wouldn't be too soon. I enjoy this, thank you. You...-- should take off your gloves more often.❞
a squeeze upon the others hand-- and a sense of home. Hand in hand-- heart soaring above. Perhaps this is where he is supposed to be, with Jedediah.
❝ You have nice hands.❞
Do you ever just read other people’s writing and then look back at your own and go:
NIGHT AT THE MUSEUM ROLEPLAYING COMMUNITY;
lemhitracker -- sacajawea ( sacagawea )