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[secretsfortheholmes]

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Irene didn't bother to look up from where she sat, book in hand, when the door opened. There was a reason she was in the building; she want to be found.

"Took you long enough."

[sinegratia]

f i v e

Delicate hands were in small jean pockets, belonging the insane red head. Her hazel eyes checked out the surroundings, wondering if she could bum any money. She was completely out now and there was no way she could fake another alias. She'd already gone through four as it was, and she didn't have the charge for her laptop, which meant she was completely done. Her phone had lost charge as well, so that meant she couldn't contact anyone, although, she wouldn't have even if she could have. 

Spotting a rather nice looking person, Anna shifted her way through the amounts of people, before standing in front of them.

❝'Scuse me. I don't -- normally do this, but I was wonderin' if you had some spare change on you..❞

[theworldofgoldfish]

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[thisismyhostage]

[themun] B E A U T Y

Describe the mun in one word.

                [ thank you darling, omfg??? that's very nice of you, and yep you're fab ok? ok. ]

[peccatxr]

// okay I'll reply to those opens once I get back and when my phone stops freaking out

[theforgottenwatson]

Let Me Be Of Acquaintance || Closed RP || xspidersweb

Harry had begun to reside at the famous flat of Sherlock Holmes. Since John was no longer living there, Harry had taken his place. One because she needed a place to stay and two because it would keep Sherlock out of trouble.

Alas, Now Harry was on her own, left to her own devices in the Detective's home. 221b was a rather funny place, well that perhaps had a lot to do with Sherlock himself. Harry wandered the place, Her eyes intrigued by the kitchen he'd turned in to a miniature lab. She gazed down at the microscope for a moment and had a look at what was on the slide.

That was when she heard a car pull up outside. She thought nothing more of it; assuming it was simply Sherlock returning. But when the footstep were heard, Harry frowned. They weren't Sherlock's steps. She looked up from the microscope as the door was opened. 

"Who's there?!" Her voice called out as she peered around.

[snipersmoran-archive]

xspidersweb reblogged your post and added:

                         ❝—boreeeeeeed.               i’m so bored, sebby. don’t think i’ve ever been that bored before.                                       do something.❞

It sounds as if you're suggesting that I shoot some poor, defenceless civilian for your entertainment, boss.

No potential clients, then?

[privateholmes]

{5 have found the Private}

       Still adjusting to civilian life was unusual for James. Even though he had a well-paying job and a place to call home, it was still strange to not wake up to a blade cutting down his chest, or to hear orders barked into his ear, either in English or a language he couldn't speak. 

       He was in a library, now, though, doing some research on the housing market, trying to find a location closer to his work. He heard someone come up behind him, and, without looking at his shoulder, the youngest Holmes muttered a soft, "May I help you?"