Henry Sturges (
inhenrywetrust) wrote in
dear_mun2012-07-13 01:36 am
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On still having no home
Well, you obviously like me. And I do enjoy this head-canon you've invented to explain what I've been doing since 1865. And Lord knows spending time in that Bakerstreet place with that exquisite creature has awakened in me more passion than I've felt since Abraham died ...
But yes. I must have a purpose and direction. So what is it to be?
But yes. I must have a purpose and direction. So what is it to be?

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I'm certain she's lovely. Does she have a name, then, or will she remain a mystery?
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She is ... lovely. [another smile.] Annie. Walker. Simple, where she is not. [a longing sigh] Four hundred years and even I can be turned into a schoolboy. [His hands fold behind him.] Go on, Abraham. You will not feel right in your guts until you have had your mocking.
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I find myself too old for mockery. In any case, love should never be cause for it.
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[He falls silent once more at the word 'love', but does not look like he is going to dispute it.]
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