#observeless

              ❝ here , lemme give you a hand w’that . ❞  hands clothed with fraying gloves reach out to grasp the large branch from the fallen canopy , shifting it with practiced ease while slowly tipping it over onto the other’s foxhole . a boot shuffles against the snow before pushing at the discarded branch , adjusting it slightly before clasping his hands together while aiming a friendly smile towards watson ,  ❝ remember , you just want enough to get cover . don’t overdo it , alright ? wouldn’t want it collapsing in on ya .  ❞

The most difficult part of playing my muse is the research that I put into her threads, as well as remembering to portray her ideas and character in the context of her time, not as a historian looking back and commenting on the events she is witnessing.

it’s just a staple of the neighbourhood just ‘there’s that old bloke jekyll at it again what a lad’ 

OH MY GOD I CAN’T BELIEVE THIS

[jekyll voice] LADS, LADS, LADS

SURE DOES SUCK TO BE U DR. WATSON

dee liked this post which means watson went to one too at some point pass it on

yea honestly that doesn’t remotely surprise me either like. nothing this city does can shock me at this point.