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(10) A Study in Skyrim [Sherlock/Skyrim Crossover]For the remaining nights of the full moon, John and Vistha camped in the witches’ cave, while Sherlock and Aela spent their nights in the mountains. They believed it would be the safest thing to do.
John kicked what appeared to be rat bones against the cave wall.
“This place is disgusting.” He said.
“The Glenmoril witches don’t care much for hygiene.” Vistha remarked, clearing a space for him to sit by the fire.
They’d prepared a fire after collecting firewood from outside. The small, flickering fire gave the dank cave an orange glow.
“How did you and Sherlock meet?” Vistha asked.
“We met in prison.” John poked a stick in fire, shifting one of the logs. “We escaped together. I think he’d known exactly how to escape for a long time, but he just didn’t know what he’d do on the outside.”
“So you escaped and came to the college?” Vistha inquired.
“Yes. I saw him transform not l
(9) A Study in Skyrim [Sherlock/Skyrim Crossover]John paid the carriage driver with the remaining gold. He didn’t know how they were going to get more when they needed it, but he put that thought aside.
Aela talked about The Companions during the bumpy carriage ride, but John had stopped listening a while ago. He was worried about the battle ahead. He knew that Aela was a huntress, and Vistha was a skilled mage, but the Glenmoril witches were very powerful. He was playing out scenarios in his head when his thoughts were interrupted by Sherlock, who spoke for the first time since they’d got on the carriage.
“By the time we get to Lake Ilinalta, it’ll be the full moon.” He stated.
John and Vistha looked to Aela.
“I know.” Aela responded. “That can be used to our advantage. You can control yourself, can’t you?” she looked to Sherlock.
“I managed alright until I got locked up.”
We’ll plan to attack at night. When the moon rises, you and I can go on ahead. John
Wide of the Mark - Chapter FourSherlock didn’t quite understand how dabbing a man’s forehead for a day could get two people on first name terms, but there he was, now able to call young Mr Watson from Knightly Estate his first name: John. It was such a boring name.
“You managed to make a friend, and you weren’t even trying.” Mycroft commented at breakfast the next day.
“Are you jealous?” Sherlock asked snidely.
“Don’t be ridiculous.”
Sherlock smirked to himself and finished the last of his tea. He fetched his hat and went outside to go for a walk when he was met by John Watson on horseback.
“Good morning, Sherlock.” John tilted his hat.
“Morning,” Sherlock was puzzled. He wasn’t aware that Mycroft had given out any more invitations.
“I hope you don’t mind me coming around, I just wanted to see if you wanted to come for a ride, and visit the estate for luncheon.” John smiled.
“If this is some kind of
(8) A Study in Skyrim [Sherlock/Skyrim Crossover]The Arcanaeum was a large circular room. The floor was lowered in the middle with a desk and bookcases on each side, and another desk at the far end, piled with books, with what must have been the librarian behind it. Vistha approached the librarian and spoke to him quietly. He nodded and proceeded to take several books of the shelves and place them on one of the central desks. The librarian retreated back to his own desk. Vistha looked up at Sherlock and John and gestured for them to come to him.
“The cure for lycanthropy is not common knowledge.” He started. “It may take some time to find out the way to do it.”
Sherlock and John shared a look.
“Don’t worry,” Vistha added. “We will find a way.”
The three men all sat around a single desk which was littered with open books; some with grotesque drawings, some with very small font, and even some in different languages. John skimmed through the books, trying to spot anything to do with
Wide of the Mark - Chapter ThreeSherlock slept for longer than what would be considered acceptable; the events from the previous night had worn him out. There was also the fact that sleeping longer made the day pass quicker too, which was a good thing in Sherlock’s eyes. He finally went down for breakfast at about ten thirty, instructing one of the maids to bring him something to eat.
“Sleeping so far into the day isn’t decent.” Mycroft always seemed to have an introductory comment as he entered a room.
“I’ll do as I please.” Sherlock stretched out of the chair.
He received a dangerous look from his brother.
“I have invited Miss Irene and Mr Watson for luncheon today, so don’t eat too much now.”
Sherlock sighed deeply as he stared outside. The sky was dark and rain pattered against the long window.
“It would be greatly appreciated if you informed the Watsons that I have absolutely no interest in Miss Irene and to be frank, no interest in any of the fam
Wide of the Mark - Chapter TwoThe Watsons were sat around the dining table the next morning and of course, Mrs Watson had brought up the subject of the Holmes’.
“He’s a detective!” Irene beamed.
Mrs Watson gave her a questioning look. “Gentlemen don’t work, dear.”
“It’s not his job really. He assists the police out of his own good will. I think it’s rather admirable.”
John sighed to himself. Of course Irene had to bring it up. Sometimes John feared she had little tact. Mrs Watson would consider Mr Holmes’ ‘hobby’ to be ungentlemanly, and possibly even vulgar, if she ever found out anything about him being in the presence of corpses.
“Please excuse me; I’m going to go for a walk. I might see if Miss Mary is home.” John stood up from his seat.
John fetched his hat and left.
Sherlock was sprawled across the sofa, his hair messy and his jacket askew.
“Don’t lounge about, Sherlock; it’s improper.
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