“I heard you were in London,” Mycroft stated from underneath his umbrella, rain pouring down around him as he took a slow drag from his cigarette. It had been a stressful day - one that he had only just managed to finish cleaning up when he’d caught wind of the other’s arrival in the city.

LOCATION  :  WEST END  ,  LONDON .          activity ?     people – watching .     an enjoyable pastime   ,   surely   ,   at least for him .     with no cases to be going on with   ,   what else is he supposed to do in order to keep himself entertained ?     sitting alone at a table outside a café   ,   styrofoam cup raised to lips as gaze scans across the crowd of passerby .     it’s the weekend   ,   a saturday afternoon at two thirty six p . m .   ,   if one wants to be exact about it   ,   which means that the streets are full of plenty of people to make quick   ,   easy deductions about .     a man in a suit rounds the corner   ,   &   then   &   there is when sherlock decides that this shall be his new victim .     ?????     A BLANK  !     he doesn’t like drawing blanks .     that suit has to be ancient .     HIS  FATHER’S ?     perhaps it’s time for a closer look .     A  PUZZLE  !   I  LOVE PUZZLES  !     leg casually extends outward exactly three point five seconds before the man is to walk in it’s path   ,   &   down he goes !     expression quickly switches to one of genuine concern   ,   standing from his seat   &   extending his arm downward .                                        ❝           oh  !     i’m so sorry   ,   are you alright  ?           ❞

My Dear Mr Fitzroy–

What Strange Times we are Privileged to live in, when a London Scrivener may hear his Works reach every Far Corner of the Empire. I am Glad to know I, in my Insignificant way, may bring some Slight Joys to you Men of the Continent, despite your Current Misfortunes. May you some day read these Volumes in Better Times, sir; Perhaps, One ventures to suggest, once more upon England’s Pleasant Pastures and Mountains Green.

VIVAT REX and so forth,

“You’re a child. Kids without a guardian don’t tend to get by easy these days.”

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