Feb. 8th, 2009

rabidsamfan: (watson jude law)
Complete bedrest and a plethora of medicines: paraldehyde to help him sleep and cannabis to quell the cough so that he wouldn't wake too soon; camphorated oil on his chest and eucalyptus scenting the air. Belladonna too, which eased him, but left his mind wandering back to the wretched day when I had used it against him in a pretense I now regretted. The huge dark pupils twinkled as he studied me. "All I need is a crust of beeswax and some rouge and vaseline, right? And I'll mutter about oysters, too."

I couldn't chide him. Turnabout is fair play.
rabidsamfan: (watson jude law)
Complete bedrest and a plethora of medicines: paraldehyde to help him sleep and cannabis to quell the cough so that he wouldn't wake too soon; camphorated oil on his chest and eucalyptus scenting the air. Belladonna too, which eased him, but left his mind wandering back to the wretched day when I had used it against him in a pretense I now regretted. The huge dark pupils twinkled as he studied me. "All I need is a crust of beeswax and some rouge and vaseline, right? And I'll mutter about oysters, too."

I couldn't chide him. Turnabout is fair play.

Benison

Feb. 8th, 2009 08:38 pm
rabidsamfan: (watson jude law)
I knew I had them worried, though it was Mrs. Hudson who was left to do all the fussing my condition demanded. Holmes showed his concern in other ways, as he had always done. I admit I relished the chance to listen to him play his violin, even when he thought I was asleep and reverted to the wandering scales and scrapings that had once irritated me so. In my dreams Mary waltzed with me as he bowed, but at the end of the dance she stepped away and told me that my presence was still needed in Baker Street.

Benison

Feb. 8th, 2009 08:38 pm
rabidsamfan: (watson jude law)
I knew I had them worried, though it was Mrs. Hudson who was left to do all the fussing my condition demanded. Holmes showed his concern in other ways, as he had always done. I admit I relished the chance to listen to him play his violin, even when he thought I was asleep and reverted to the wandering scales and scrapings that had once irritated me so. In my dreams Mary waltzed with me as he bowed, but at the end of the dance she stepped away and told me that my presence was still needed in Baker Street.
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