cfbbackup | A Week in Rural Scotland

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Thank you for joining us here in picturesque Glen Macalie, on the shore of Loch Leven in the Grampian Mountains of Scotland. We welcome you to the campus of the Glen Macalie School for Girls and hope that you will enjoy your stay.

This week will largely be unstructured; you are welcome to investigate the castle (which dates back to 1237 CE) and the nearby village of Glen Macalie. Some resources which will be available to you include:

In the castle:
Comprehensive Library
Modern Kitchens
State of the art Training/Exercise Room
Extensively landscaped grounds and gardens
Horseback Riding
Fishing
Hiking

In the village:
Shopping
Pubs and restaurants
Museum
Historical buildings
Golf

We ask only that you take care to observe the following rules:

1) Please do not leave campus near or after dark.
2) Venturing too far outside after dark, even on campus, is not guaranteed to be safe. You do so at your own risk.
3) There will be occasional evening events. Participation in these events should be considered of minor risk; however, anyone taking part should endeavor to follow all directions to ensure his or her safety.

If you have any questions, please feel free to see Mr. Giles or Ms. Summers.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

From:

csichick-2.livejournal.com

*leans in close so he can't be overheard*

He's not dead.

~Mycroft

From:

queer-theory.livejournal.com

*is clearly about to say "What?!?" but stops before he manages to make a sound, holding the face for a moment and looking confused*

...fuck.

- Lestrade

From:

csichick-2.livejournal.com

It was written all over Molly's face and then she confirmed it.

Mrs. Hudson, John, and you would have been killed if he hadn't done it.

~Mycroft

From:

queer-theory.livejournal.com

And Molly knew. I suppose - he knew Moriarty would never have considered her someone who mattered?

*looks to Mycroft for confirmation, because he's not great at this deduction thing*

- Lestrade

From:

csichick-2.livejournal.com

Molly didn't matter and my death wouldn't have bothered him. At least in Moriarty's mind.

~Mycroft

From:

queer-theory.livejournal.com

*nod*

- Lestrade

From:

csichick-2.livejournal.com

Moriarty's people have been turning up dead. Anthea brought it to my attention right before I left for Amsterdam.

~Mycroft

From:

queer-theory.livejournal.com

And you think Sherlock might be the cause.

- Lestrade

From:

csichick-2.livejournal.com

It's the only thing that makes sense.

~Mycroft

From:

queer-theory.livejournal.com

*nods again, taking a deep breath*

He's not dead. *looks toward the bar* I need a drink.

- Lestrade

From:

csichick-2.livejournal.com

*his phone buzzes and he looks at the text - from a number he doesn't recognize*

Stop shagging Lestrade. -SH

I could use another one as well.

*replies to the text*

We're two grown men in a consensual relationship. Do grow up. MH

~Mycroft

((And I was bound to mess up the icons eventually.))

Edited Date: 2013-01-23 08:36 pm (UTC)

From:

queer-theory.livejournal.com

*grabs a drink and knocks it back, asking for another to nurse this time*

*notices the texting* Anthea?

- Lestrade

((I keep almost typing "Elijah" all the time.))

From:

csichick-2.livejournal.com

*looks at his phone as another text comes through*

I don't want to see your sex life written all over his face. I need cases more than you need whatever you insist on calling it. -SH

*replies* Again, grow up. MH

It would be much less complicated if it were.

*shows him the texts from Sherlock*

~Mycroft

((Yesterday I kept almost signing Sherlock comments "Mycroft" and Mycroft comments "Sherlock"))

From:

queer-theory.livejournal.com

Do you think he's watching? *looks around the room, then places a hand gently on Mycroft's cheek and kisses him, slowly - lovingly - because it's more than just sex for him*

- Lestrade

From:

csichick-2.livejournal.com

*incoming texts*

Stop that! -SH

Oh my god, my eyes! -SH

If I'm unable to delete this, I will kill you. -SH

*ignores his phone, instead focusing on the kiss with Gregory - trying to put everything into it that he's afraid to put into words*

*finally look at the message when they break the kiss and chuckles*

He's watching and quite traumatized.

~Mycroft

((And I'm off for a few hours - I lost my unlimited data when I got my new phone, so I won't be checking my e-mail until I'm back home.))

From:

queer-theory.livejournal.com

*laughs, shaking his head and taking the phone out of Mycroft's hand*

*texts* I love him. -GL

- Lestrade

((I already dropped Molly off, btw. She'll keep though.))

From:

csichick-2.livejournal.com

*takes his phone back just as another text comes in*

I hate you both. -SH

*sees Gregory's text right above it, which gives him courage*

I love you too, Gregory.

~Mycroft

From:

queer-theory.livejournal.com

*smiles* We said it.

*kisses him again*

- Lestrade

From:

csichick-2.livejournal.com

Perhaps we should go somewhere a bit more private.

~Mycroft

From:

queer-theory.livejournal.com

Yes.

- Lestrade

From:

csichick-2.livejournal.com

*grabs his hand and guides them towards the door*

I have a room upstairs.

~Mycroft

From:

queer-theory.livejournal.com

Always prepared, aren't you?

*turns to look back at the room one last time, hoping to catch a glimpse of Sherlock, but failing to*

- Lestrade

From:

csichick-2.livejournal.com

I'm the British Government, of course I'm always prepared.

*leans in and whispers* And I have those brownies from Amsterdam with me if you're interested after.

~Mycroft

From:

queer-theory.livejournal.com

*laughs* Of course you do. *heads up the stairs, looking behind him to smile at Mycroft as he goes*

- Lestrade

From:

csichick-2.livejournal.com

*smiles back at him*

I know you like to keep me and work separate, but do forgive me if the databases get hacked to divert all the random drug tests to Anderson.

~Mycroft