urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:notof221b Sherlock Holmes Sherlock Holmes 2008-07-30T00:58:36Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:notof221b:1463 2008-07-30T00:58:36Z 2008-07-30T00:58:36Z I was staying over with a friend of mine at his father's estate. I merely observed that Mr. Trevor had been in Australia, and was a Justice of the Peace. Nothing too remarkable for someone to point out, I would think - though Victor's father treated this as an amazing thing.<br /><br />But when I asked about why he was so nervous as though he was expecting unpleasant company and about the J.A tattooed on his wrist - he fell into a dead faint! A man of his size and experiance, fainting like a sick ingenue, I had not expected him to react so violently. <br /><br />The funny thing is, he claims that J.A was an old love once he came around - however I do not believe that for a minute. <br /><br />Naturally, I am certain I am going to be told this really is none of my business. However, this whole thing is just too queer for me to leave it be. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:notof221b:1243 2008-07-17T00:54:40Z 2008-07-17T00:54:53Z Holmes appeared in his flat after taking leave of his companions - leaving his address for them to contact him. His heart slowly resumed it's normal rate as the adrenaline and need faded to nothing. <br /><br />With the last of the fear-induced energy gone, his legs started to wobble, his vision swam, and his mind went all funny.<br /><br />And it's strange what sticks out when the floor was about to greet them. <br /><br />"The Orantatang is the murderer? what a stupid twist," Sherlock groaned as he faceplanted.