Doctor's Orders
Feb. 8th, 2009 11:19 amComplete 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.
I couldn't chide him. Turnabout is fair play.
Serves him right!
Date: 2009-02-08 04:22 pm (UTC)Re: Serves him right!
Date: 2009-02-09 03:31 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-02-08 05:11 pm (UTC)I love this!
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Date: 2009-02-09 03:31 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2009-02-08 05:27 pm (UTC)*sighs* *edits*
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Date: 2009-02-08 06:08 pm (UTC)Eesh, my nose is wrinkling just thinking about all those smells, though.
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Date: 2009-02-09 03:31 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-02-08 10:08 pm (UTC)Great, once again!
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Date: 2009-02-09 03:32 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-03-05 03:54 am (UTC)But I love that someone did what I chickened out on -- turning the tables on Holmes for DYING.
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Date: 2009-03-05 04:05 am (UTC)*grin* I will admit to toning this down somewhat because you were doing such a brilliant job with SotF I didn't want to echo more than I had to!
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Date: 2009-03-05 04:48 am (UTC)