"There's going to be a next time," he tells the man, self classified as genius and yet fully aware that Sherlock is, truly, a genius. He's seen him guess the impossible in memories. No, not guess. Deduce. He'd have made a fantastic detective in another life. "The way we Drift is perfect."
Minus some of the hangups, but that's just natural. He hadn't even clicked that well with Harry at first. It's sort of hard to go through sexual experiences with your sister...though oddly, easier in the same regard as brothers must find it as she'd only slept with women.
He's already on his feet before anyone comes to join them. Standing straight and proud, shoulders squared, John faces Mycroft, cane and all, and scowls up at him. He's waiting for an argument to come for John to keep looking, but there are engineers and conn-pod crews coming in behind him to unhook their drive suits.
"Rangers Watson and Holmes, we'll begin in earnest tomorrow then, shall we?"
John doesn't smile, not outwardly, and won't until he and Sherlock are alone again. "Yes, sir."
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Date: 2013-08-18 12:25 pm (UTC)Minus some of the hangups, but that's just natural. He hadn't even clicked that well with Harry at first. It's sort of hard to go through sexual experiences with your sister...though oddly, easier in the same regard as brothers must find it as she'd only slept with women.
He's already on his feet before anyone comes to join them. Standing straight and proud, shoulders squared, John faces Mycroft, cane and all, and scowls up at him. He's waiting for an argument to come for John to keep looking, but there are engineers and conn-pod crews coming in behind him to unhook their drive suits.
"Rangers Watson and Holmes, we'll begin in earnest tomorrow then, shall we?"
John doesn't smile, not outwardly, and won't until he and Sherlock are alone again. "Yes, sir."