Day 3 (Team July)

[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

Here is the post to update with any extracts, thoughts, or comments you might have for today.

Keep the fires burning!

(Considering the temperatures we're currently having over here, I expect spontaneous self-combusting on my part. *sighs*)

Comments

[saki101.livejournal.com]

Winding towards the close...

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John rubs his cheek against the terrycloth-covered head again. His arm tightens across the chest and his hand tucks into the armpit on the other side searching for warmth. He closes his eyes. “Don’t be dead,” he whispers and shifts a little further back on his heels. “Not now.” John slides his other hand along the towel and under the duvet, leaning slightly forward once more. “Not ever, really.” His hand curves from the top of the thigh into the groin. He leans back a bit, then forward again, shivers under the cold weight and keeps rocking.

Lestrade’s voice carries from the sitting room. “A favour, Jean-Pierre.” There is the scrape of furniture dragging over wood. “In London, yeah…glad I could help. How quickly can you get an ID on these.” A pause. “Thanks. Yeah, I’ll wait.”

“Was he the one for me?” John whispers. He moves his head, pushes the towel aside with his chin, settles his cheek against a cold ear and keeps rocking.

“What the hell is happening to the carpet? His clothes…Christ,” John can hear Lestrade asking, feet stamping. “We’re not going to have much evidence soon.” There’s a murmur from Mike. “You know what this is? How fast does it work?”

[nathreee.livejournal.com]

John is such a sensitive man, I love seeing him distress ;)

[saki101.livejournal.com]

It makes his stoicism that much more impressive.

[wiseheart.livejournal.com]

Oh, this is heartbreaking!

[saki101.livejournal.com]

Martin Freeman expressed John's grief so movingly that there was enough to inspire millions of fanfics. The fact that John never got to hold Sherlock after the fall, barely got to touch him, exacerabated his suffering, I think, so I had to try to do something about it.

[jenn-calaelen.livejournal.com]

Aww, John...

[saki101.livejournal.com]

He's endured so much.

[elmey.livejournal.com]

Oh, poor John and his thoughts... John's distracted awareness of what's happening in the other room gives the whole scene such immediacy, I really like the way it works.

[saki101.livejournal.com]

I tinkered with that balance a lot. I am very pleased it seems to work.

[muninnhuginn]

It does. Sort of a literary stereo effect with the left-right setting just so.

[saki101.livejournal.com]

The challenge will be to hold that until the end of the scene, then. It's close to the end, but not quite there.

[ideealisme.livejournal.com]

The fact that the face remains covered and the by-play with Lestrade continues in the background makes John's grief all the more haunting.

If Sherlock's dead I will be very cross :)

[saki101.livejournal.com]

It seemed to be what John needed to do after the fall, but he hadn't been allowed more than that brief touch.

[stevie-carroll.livejournal.com]

So what is going on in the other room?

[saki101.livejournal.com]

Something similar to what happened a while back on the roof of Bart's.

[akane42me.livejournal.com]

This is going to be so agonizingly beautiful when it's all put together. Poor John.