Jun. 15th, 2012

impulsereader: (Baker St.)
“God keep your ladyship still in that mind! so some gentleman or other shall 'scape a predestinate scratched face.”

Ouch, Greg thought.

Sherlock began to circle John like a tiger lazily eyeing an easy meal. “Scratching could not make it worse, an 'twere such a face as yours were.”

John pivoted so he could keep his wary gaze firmly upon the creature stalking him. Then, he baited it. “Well, you are a rare parrot-teacher.”

The metaphorical claws practically materialized to rake John’s cheek, leaving bloody stripes. “A bird of my tongue is better than a beast of yours.”

With an amused tilt of his head and a low chuckle, John dispersed the massive paw back into its component thin air particles. “I would my horse had the speed of your tongue, and so good a continuer. But keep your way, i' God's name; I have done.” He laughed again, and turned to stride away.

The danger of the tiger leaping onto his back as he went was clear in Sherlock’s eyes. “You always end with a jade's trick: I know you of old.”

Greg found himself applauding.
impulsereader: (Baker St.)
“God keep your ladyship still in that mind! so some gentleman or other shall 'scape a predestinate scratched face.”

Ouch, Greg thought.

Sherlock began to circle John like a tiger lazily eyeing an easy meal. “Scratching could not make it worse, an 'twere such a face as yours were.”

John pivoted so he could keep his wary gaze firmly upon the creature stalking him. Then, he baited it. “Well, you are a rare parrot-teacher.”

The metaphorical claws practically materialized to rake John’s cheek, leaving bloody stripes. “A bird of my tongue is better than a beast of yours.”

With an amused tilt of his head and a low chuckle, John dispersed the massive paw back into its component thin air particles. “I would my horse had the speed of your tongue, and so good a continuer. But keep your way, i' God's name; I have done.” He laughed again, and turned to stride away.

The danger of the tiger leaping onto his back as he went was clear in Sherlock’s eyes. “You always end with a jade's trick: I know you of old.”

Greg found himself applauding.

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