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thecapitol2014-05-04 08:51 pm
formersurgeon) wrote in thecapitol2014-05-04 08:51 pm
Entry tags:
Coffee and conversation
Who| Joan and Sherlock
What| Their daily coffee summit
Where| A coffee shop
When| Before the Thicker plot
Warnings/Notes| Nada
Living under constant surveillance never really gets easier. Joan is more used to it now, but she still has to catch herself before saying too much where she can be overheard. Ironically enough, it's when she's in "private" with Sherlock that they're most in danger of being recorded, so they have gotten into the habit of going out for coffee every morning.
The coffee shop is nothing special, a little outdoor place between the 4th and 5th capitol districts. The coffee, or what they call coffee, is passable, but the real draw is the crowd. It's flocked with customers in the mornings, lots of people milling around and talking. Perfect noise to mask their conversations. This morning is no different.
Joan takes a sip from her coffee, letting the cup warm her palms.
"It can't be much longer until the next arena."
What| Their daily coffee summit
Where| A coffee shop
When| Before the Thicker plot
Warnings/Notes| Nada
Living under constant surveillance never really gets easier. Joan is more used to it now, but she still has to catch herself before saying too much where she can be overheard. Ironically enough, it's when she's in "private" with Sherlock that they're most in danger of being recorded, so they have gotten into the habit of going out for coffee every morning.
The coffee shop is nothing special, a little outdoor place between the 4th and 5th capitol districts. The coffee, or what they call coffee, is passable, but the real draw is the crowd. It's flocked with customers in the mornings, lots of people milling around and talking. Perfect noise to mask their conversations. This morning is no different.
Joan takes a sip from her coffee, letting the cup warm her palms.
"It can't be much longer until the next arena."