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So I'm finally all settled in here in my new place and at my new job. The whole moving process was traumatic for me, to put it mildly, but on the whole things are now good in the world of me. If nothing else, I no longer share a bathroom with anyone and I now have a pair of adorable (if neurotic) kittens. :-)

I've got the time and maybe even the energy now so I'm going to be trying to get more writing done again. Yay! To help matters along, sort of get me back into the swing of things, I think it's time to try the good old One Word Meme once more.

Give me one word or short phrase, and I'll give you one Doctor Who, Torchwood, or BBC Sherlock related sentence that relates to that word. You can specify fandom, characters, etc., if you want. If you pick a particularly interesting word or phrase, you might get a drabble out of it. Bring on the prompts!


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Feb. 2nd, 2012 01:09 am (UTC)
BBC Sherlock:

Burn for you [which just happens to be the title of the track I'm currently listening to!]
Feb. 2nd, 2012 01:09 am (UTC)
And oh! oh! oh! New job???
Feb. 2nd, 2012 02:03 am (UTC)
Well, by "new" I mean the job I knew I was heading into for two years (b/c of my scholarship program) and that I actually started working at seven months ago, now. Though I am still in the "new kid" phase where I'm only just starting to get responsibilities that relate more to my job title than just to my general good computer/writing/speaking skills.

So apparently I'm a real working adult now. ::scratches head:: Well, not so sure about the adult part. I have a sonic screwdriver, R2-D2 bobblehead, ninja and pirate rubber ducks, and several small games and puzzle toys in my cubicle, the walls of which are covered in the paper airplanes I've made during various lunch breaks. :-D
Feb. 2nd, 2012 03:43 am (UTC)
LOL! Would that all grown-up jobs were such fun :)

And two kittens as well? Very nice!
Feb. 2nd, 2012 11:25 pm (UTC)
The job's okay, I suppose. Having folks visit my cube because I've become known as the one with all the toys and puzzles is brilliant, though. :-)

I've got two gorgeous American shorthairs named Anna (a golden tabby) and Ayla (a black tortoiseshell). They're a pair of sisters. I call them spasticats, or sometimes my little herd of yellophants. They keep me entertained and force me to actually get out and do my food shopping each week. :-D
Feb. 2nd, 2012 02:39 am (UTC)
Well, this wasn't what I meant to write. Moriarty crawled into my brain unexpectedly. So you get a drabble in the moment just before his phone rings at the pool.

You can’t tell if he’ll do it. Can’t read it in his eyes, on his face, or from the way his hand doesn't shake as he aims a gun at the explosives.

Will he kill himself, and John Watson, just to kill you?

You can guess but can’t know for sure. You thought you knew his mind as well as your own but were wrong. He’s managed to surprise you.

Will he really burn for you—willingly, happily—if he thinks it means you’ll burn with him?

You don’t know, and you’re going to have so much fun finding out!
Feb. 2nd, 2012 03:42 am (UTC)
Moriarty... grr *g* Great drabble, though!

Here, have another:

You’ll burn, both of you, if you do this.

Worth it, obviously. Moriarty cannot survive, and if your lives are the price it’s worth paying.

Better just your life and spare his – but John’s the ex-soldier who can’t let go of battle. Just five minutes ago, he offered his life for yours, and meant it.

Unthinkable. If just one death accompanies Moriarty’s, it should be yours. You’d burn for John, willingly, if it would save him.

Tonight’s revealed information previously unknown about him – ridiculous, that John Watson has secrets from you, but he does: he would willingly burn for you.
Feb. 2nd, 2012 11:20 pm (UTC)
Lovely, lovely! This requires a third drabble from John's POV, of course. Inspiration has yet to be more specific than that, however. ::contemplates it::
Feb. 4th, 2012 03:13 am (UTC)
Well, I tried to make this about burning, but John decided to be defiant.

So, here it is, fresh from John's blog:

I know what the press said. They lied. I know they have 'evidence.’ I don't have facts to show you to prove what I know without a doubt. I refuse to believe everything I know is a lie.

Sherlock didn't die in vain. I won't let that happen. He died because we're the stupid ones. The idiots he always complained about. It was easier, wasn’t it, to think he was a fake. It’s not possible to be that clever, that brilliant. Of course, it is possible.

You believed the evidence of your eyes. I believe the evidence of my heart.
Feb. 4th, 2012 03:27 am (UTC)
::still wibbling::

Just wanna give him a big hug and tell him we believe, too.
Feb. 4th, 2012 04:54 am (UTC)
I believe the evidence of my heart.

Of course he does. Keep believing it, John! It'll be worth it in the end :)
Feb. 2nd, 2012 01:31 am (UTC)
Hey you! *glomps*

It's great to see you on here again. :)

Sherlock or DW:

I'll do a song title too: If you're going through hell
Feb. 2nd, 2012 03:11 am (UTC)
::glomps you back::

Oooooh, that's a good one. You get a drabble, too. At various points while I was writing this I was convinced the speaker was either Jack, Ten, Sherlock, or John. It seemed like each of them had something to contribute to it. I'll leave it up to you to decide whose voice you hear in the final result.

They say that misery loves company, that like begets like. Yet it’s opposites that attract.

You’re not sure that’s fair, because what did the happy person do to deserve the miserable person raining on his parade? Especially when you know he’s only happy because he’s stronger than you, not because there’s any less misery in his life.

It isn’t fair to ask him to take on yours as well. You know he’ll say yes. He’s that good a person.

But is it really so wrong, if you’re going through hell, to wish that an angel was keeping pace beside you?
Feb. 18th, 2012 10:42 pm (UTC)
Oh, honey! This was brilliant! I'm reading Sherlock's POV here...maybe that's because I've been reading a lot of Sherlock lately. I adore your style. So visceral and just perfect. Thanks so much for writing this for me!
Feb. 2nd, 2012 07:55 am (UTC)
adorable (if neurotic) kittens

...Umm, but aren't both of those words sort of redundant RE kittens? ;)
Feb. 2nd, 2012 11:18 pm (UTC)
Definitely true in general. In my specific case, even more true. They were separated from their mother very young and as a consequence don't really know how to be cats in some ways.

Case in point: they understand what the litter box is for, thank heaven, but they've never really grasped the concept of burying their poop. They just scratch at the walls of the box instead.

It's not stupidity, they're quite brilliant at playing fetch and learning to come when I call/whistle. They're just... a bit special. And I love 'em. :-)
Feb. 3rd, 2012 06:00 am (UTC)
Ah, good to hear that they do seem capable of learning -- we've had Simple Cat for 10 years now and she still has a lot of Unclear On The Concept moments about being a cat... {sigh}
Feb. 5th, 2012 03:51 am (UTC)
I had a pair of simple cats when I was in high school... one was so simple she couldn't even figure out doors. If she went one way through the cat door, and then you opened the people door, she would sit there in the open doorway and cry and not know what to do to go back the other way. Poor baby, life was all just so confusing for her.
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