our real estate is a great investment

[cross_and_bow]

"Welcome to Sunshine," says Juliet. "And to my front porch and whatever you do don't hit the light, it'll set Sherlock on fire."

Comments

[eversomuchfun]

[Thank you.]

[she_sells_seashells]

[You're welcome. You almost here?]

[eversomuchfun]

[Nearly, yes.]

[she_sells_seashells]

Shell Bell zooms out to intercept his path and trail him back to Juliet's. She imagines he can smell her; this is fine.

[eversomuchfun]

He gives her a little wave.

[she_sells_seashells]

[Hullo.]

And there is Juliet's house and Juliet with a cup of blood.

[eversomuchfun]

Slurp.

"Delicious breakfast," he says. "Though not as delicious as you, dear Juliet. Back to my future home?"

[cross_and_bow]

"Yes, I think so. I believe Mr. Giles's librarian sensibilities would be offended if any tasting occurred, though."

But Mr. Giles's librarian sensibilities will just have to live with a certain amount of handholding, apparently.

[eversomuchfun]

"Ooh, remind me to kiss Tony in front of him, then," he says brightly.

[cross_and_bow]

"I don't think offending Mr. Giles's librarian sensibilities is the object of this evening," snorts Juliet, "is it?"

[eversomuchfun]

"Only in fun, harmless ways," he assures her.

[cross_and_bow]

"All right. So I guess that was our version of the monogamy conversation, was it? Are there -" She gestures vaguely. "Rules, to this? Expectations that should be clarified?"

[eversomuchfun]

"Unless you object, I pretty much plan to fuck who I like and tell you about it as it comes up. You're free to do the same, although I am almost certainly going to find out whether you tell me or not. If you have other rules or expectations, we can of course talk about those."

[cross_and_bow]

"I think it'd be awkward if you wound up screwing anyone or anything I'd feel obliged to kill if I met," she says after a pause. "Whether or not such a meeting is likely."

[eversomuchfun]

"Hmm, really?" He shrugs. "All right."

[cross_and_bow]

"I think it'd require significantly more processing to disentangle suspect motivations," she shrugs. "Nothing else leaps to mind, I guess." Pause. "I'm glad it'd matter if I objected."

[eversomuchfun]

He smiles.

"Of course it would."

[cross_and_bow]

He gets a kiss on the cheek for that as they approach the brick building. It's about when Giles is due to meet them.

[pythbox]

And there, indeed, is Giles.

His car is a terrible old grey wreck, but it coughs along adequately. He parks it front.

[cross_and_bow]

"Hi, Mr. Giles," says Juliet. "This is Sherlock. Sherlock, this is Mr. Giles." She knows that they could both figure that out, but it's polite.

[pythbox]

"Hello," says Giles.

[eversomuchfun]

Sherlock grins toothily, but doesn't show fang.

[pythbox]

Giles adjusts his glasses.

"Something was said about Slayer training, I believe?"

[cross_and_bow]

"Yeah. Let's go in. There's room for it in the front bit," says Juliet. She opens the door. "Hi, Tony!" she calls. "We brought my Watcher. This is Mr. Giles."

[toblameforit]

"Hi, Mr. Giles!" calls Tony's voice from upstairs. "Don't mind me, I'm just ripping out a couple walls!"