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thecapitol2013-08-04 04:07 pm
formersurgeon) wrote in thecapitol2013-08-04 04:07 pm
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Holmes and Watson, mismatched
Who| Joan Watson and Sherlock Holmes
What| Joan and Sherlock meet their companions' counterparts
Where| Starting where she wakes up, then in the District 11 apartments common room.
When| The day after Joan's death
Warnings/Notes| Mention of Joan's death by snake, will update if anything else comes up.
Joan gasped back to life, her eyes opening wide. It took a moment of deep breaths for her to remember what was going on, for her to realize that the agony of succumbing to snake venom was now just a memory. She sat up and immediately examined her ankle and her calf. The puncture wounds were gone, the skin smooth and unmarked as if the bites had never happened. She sighed with relief, dropping her head to rest it on her knee for a moment before straightening and pushing herself up from the bed.
Some time later, after being informed of her district affiliation and given a rundown of the Training Center, Joan arrives at the District 11 apartment. She stops right at the entrance, the elevator door sliding silently closed behind her, and spends a few moments just staring at the opulence. "Oh my god," she murmurs under her breath as she catches sight of the large window along the living room, and the expanse of city beyond it. She'll explore the apartment later. For the moment, she pulls one of the chairs over so she can sit and look at the Capitol skyline, her brain whirring. Dying, coming back to life, going from a rough, deadly desert to this building in a futuristic city she's never seen before...it's going to take time to process.
What| Joan and Sherlock meet their companions' counterparts
Where| Starting where she wakes up, then in the District 11 apartments common room.
When| The day after Joan's death
Warnings/Notes| Mention of Joan's death by snake, will update if anything else comes up.
Joan gasped back to life, her eyes opening wide. It took a moment of deep breaths for her to remember what was going on, for her to realize that the agony of succumbing to snake venom was now just a memory. She sat up and immediately examined her ankle and her calf. The puncture wounds were gone, the skin smooth and unmarked as if the bites had never happened. She sighed with relief, dropping her head to rest it on her knee for a moment before straightening and pushing herself up from the bed.
Some time later, after being informed of her district affiliation and given a rundown of the Training Center, Joan arrives at the District 11 apartment. She stops right at the entrance, the elevator door sliding silently closed behind her, and spends a few moments just staring at the opulence. "Oh my god," she murmurs under her breath as she catches sight of the large window along the living room, and the expanse of city beyond it. She'll explore the apartment later. For the moment, she pulls one of the chairs over so she can sit and look at the Capitol skyline, her brain whirring. Dying, coming back to life, going from a rough, deadly desert to this building in a futuristic city she's never seen before...it's going to take time to process.
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