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John Watson ([personal profile] ihadabadday) wrote2019-06-07 03:16 pm
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He was lucky with his expertise he was able to find a job relatively quickly in a field he was familiar with. John looked down at his mobile as the alert came through. Christ. It was going to take him at least twenty minutes, if he was lucky, to get to the scene. But, he packed his things into the case and headed out.

He had been in Afghanistan for five years. First as a medic, then a doctor, and finally a hunter. He still was a doctor, but he had been assigned to an elite unit in the desert. Part of him felt a bit odd about all of it. But he didn't quite mind.

He made sure he had everything before he left.

He heard the annoyed voices, before he saw anyone as he entered the room.

"Oi. Who're you?" A man with two days of stubble and mussed black hair asked.

John paused and looked him over before his eyes landed on the gentleman in the suit with salt and pepper hair. There he was. "DI Lestrade? I'm Doctor John Watson, the new Occult Specialist, I just started last month." He gave him a smile, wanting to be nice, but not too friendly. People got jumpy around the occult. He saw it all the time in Afghanistan, and even here in London.
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[personal profile] seaweed_writes 2019-06-08 12:25 am (UTC)(link)
Sherlock had been bored for a very long time. Hundreds of years, in fact. He was actually almost relieved when he was able to find someone at the Met who let him work on cases. He didn't give a shit about the people, but the magic fascinated him. So he.. tolerated the humans.

He was on a case with Lestrade, the only member of the Met that he didn't despise. Unfortunately, both Anderson and Donovan were there as well.

And a new person- short, sandy brown hair. Sherlock would say that there was nothing remarkable about a former soldier, but there was.. something odd about him. Something that he couldn't figure out.

FINALLY. After 300 years, he had a puzzle worthy of his brilliant mind.

Lestrade and the two idiots were talking, he wasn't even paying attention. But this new person, he needed to know more. So despite not wanting to talk to them, he walked up to the group.