The Case of the Past Inspector Part 6
By Ms. Neptune Holmes
A/N: Hi everyone, IIII'MMMM BAACCKK! I've had homework and projects up to my ears since term started! Anyhow, BTW, I'm hoping that it'll be more exciting next chapter and on, so stay tuned. Enjoy the Show! ^_^
Javert sat at the rickety table in the little room, by way of "electricity" he wrote in an empty book that was formally Dr. Watson's. Yawning, he dipped the quill pen into the ink well, brushed off the acess, and put it to the paper. Mr. Holmes gave it to him and said that it might help him sort out his thoughts, as well as help him regain his memory. Though he didn'thave to remember; he knew already. But to please the gentleman that was putting him up, he wrote in the old journal.
From the personal journal of Inspector Javert:
June 9th, 2105
Dear journal,
I am seriously regretting ever jumping form that bridge. This place seems like a nightmare from which I cannot escape. Woman police officers, metal flying machines, and talking pictures are only a few things that makes me long for the time period I know. I wish that I could blame this on Jean Valjean for his exsistance here. but nay, I cannot. I can only blame myself. For showing compassion and letting my emotions get in the way.
I am residing in the room that use to belong to Mr. Sherlock Holmes' freind, Dr. John Watson. Mr. Holmes explained to me that the metal man (called a robot) was the assistant of Inspector Lestrade. The robot took in the old journals of Holmes' former freind and believed himself to be Dr. Watson (though how that is possible is beyond my understanding.)
Now a word about Mr. Sherlock Holmes. Mr. Holmes is a sincere gentleman, He has the air of a nighteenth century man, as well as the manner and behaviors. He seems to have adapted to this 22nd century life well. as though he understood right away. I have no doubt that we will get along very well together.
Inspector Beth Lestrade (as she was fromally introduced) is quite a person. She is astoundingly strong, both physically and spiritually. Inspector Lestrade has amazing skills in both self-defense, and incrediably, knowlege of the law. Despite only knowing me for a day's time, she is calm and polite, a speaks to me as though I am a friend. Much of her behavior was not accepted in our society, but here it is.
The problem of Mr. Holmes' arch nemisis, Proffesor James Moriarty's revival, is something that is plaguing them. They speak of him often, and with much worry and contempt. They tell me that he is quite orginazed in the criminal world and is a clever man who will not stop until he reaches his goal.
Sighing his replaced the quill back in the ink well. Yawning again, he got up and sulked over to the bed. Laying back onto the pillow his eyes fluttered shut. 'Maybe I'll just rest them' he thought. Before he knew, Javert had fallen asleep....
To be continued.....
By Ms. Neptune Holmes
A/N: Hi everyone, IIII'MMMM BAACCKK! I've had homework and projects up to my ears since term started! Anyhow, BTW, I'm hoping that it'll be more exciting next chapter and on, so stay tuned. Enjoy the Show! ^_^
Javert sat at the rickety table in the little room, by way of "electricity" he wrote in an empty book that was formally Dr. Watson's. Yawning, he dipped the quill pen into the ink well, brushed off the acess, and put it to the paper. Mr. Holmes gave it to him and said that it might help him sort out his thoughts, as well as help him regain his memory. Though he didn'thave to remember; he knew already. But to please the gentleman that was putting him up, he wrote in the old journal.
From the personal journal of Inspector Javert:
June 9th, 2105
Dear journal,
I am seriously regretting ever jumping form that bridge. This place seems like a nightmare from which I cannot escape. Woman police officers, metal flying machines, and talking pictures are only a few things that makes me long for the time period I know. I wish that I could blame this on Jean Valjean for his exsistance here. but nay, I cannot. I can only blame myself. For showing compassion and letting my emotions get in the way.
I am residing in the room that use to belong to Mr. Sherlock Holmes' freind, Dr. John Watson. Mr. Holmes explained to me that the metal man (called a robot) was the assistant of Inspector Lestrade. The robot took in the old journals of Holmes' former freind and believed himself to be Dr. Watson (though how that is possible is beyond my understanding.)
Now a word about Mr. Sherlock Holmes. Mr. Holmes is a sincere gentleman, He has the air of a nighteenth century man, as well as the manner and behaviors. He seems to have adapted to this 22nd century life well. as though he understood right away. I have no doubt that we will get along very well together.
Inspector Beth Lestrade (as she was fromally introduced) is quite a person. She is astoundingly strong, both physically and spiritually. Inspector Lestrade has amazing skills in both self-defense, and incrediably, knowlege of the law. Despite only knowing me for a day's time, she is calm and polite, a speaks to me as though I am a friend. Much of her behavior was not accepted in our society, but here it is.
The problem of Mr. Holmes' arch nemisis, Proffesor James Moriarty's revival, is something that is plaguing them. They speak of him often, and with much worry and contempt. They tell me that he is quite orginazed in the criminal world and is a clever man who will not stop until he reaches his goal.
Sighing his replaced the quill back in the ink well. Yawning again, he got up and sulked over to the bed. Laying back onto the pillow his eyes fluttered shut. 'Maybe I'll just rest them' he thought. Before he knew, Javert had fallen asleep....
To be continued.....