ratiocinations: (๐Ÿ”Ž 005)
๐’ฎ๐’ฝ๐‘’๐“‡๐“๐‘œ๐’ธ๐“€ "ACD'S OC" ๐ป๐‘œ๐“๐“‚๐‘’๐“ˆ ([personal profile] ratiocinations) wrote in [community profile] finalflight 2025-06-30 05:03 am (UTC)

[Unsurprisingly, the warrant for Cleaโ€™s arrest was still active.

But fortunately, this meant Holmes could look forward to implementing the more interesting option of smuggling her into Sickertโ€™s exhibition. The work on his end, at least, was barely work at all. Easy enough to procure an invitation when his name is known, offering some semblance of extra publicity to the event, which was welcomed without question. His request for a plus one, his elderly grandmother who still held a fondness for art, was accepted just as easily โ€” despite the reality of this relation being dead now for two decades. But who was to question it? None, not when the nature of Holmesโ€™ family (excluding his brother) was nearly as mysterious as the cases he loved to unravel.

No, most of the work had been Cleaโ€™s burden to bear, from the travel to the disguise itself, though Holmesโ€™ had called in a few favors to make the former less of a trial. He awaits her now, at the steps to the grand building housing the exhibition itself, already drawing in a steady crowd of invitees to the esteemed National Gallery.

Is he dressed for the occasion? Well. Yes and no. Itโ€™s his usual mode of professionalism โ€” pressed white shirt beneath a black waistcoat, coupled with black trousers, a matching frock coat, and black gloves. Top hat and walking stick, too, of course. Tall and somewhat lanky, heโ€™s a difficult figure to miss if one knows who theyโ€™re looking for.]

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