Sir Hallam Holland (sir_hallam) wrote in the_tardis_trap, @ 2012-10-10 22:15:00 |
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Entry tags: | lucie miller : luciemiller, sir hallam holland : sir-hallam |
Who: Hallam and Open
What: Brooding and arrival
Where: Hall
When: Now
Warnings: None?
He pulled his hat down over his eyes as he got out of the car, tugging his coat close to sheild off the pouring rain. It had been a long day, and wasn't likely to get better. He wasn't looking forward to Agnes's cold silence over dinner.
Of course, he deserved it. He would have deserved it if she'd left him, divorced him, never wanted to see him again. At least... he had a chance. To win her trust, to show her how very sorry he was.
He stopped before the door, shaking the rain off his coat and taking off his hat to do the same. He reached for the handle, and suddenly he wasn't standing at 165 Eaton Place, but in some incredibly odd corridor. He glanced to either side, trying to find any clue as to how he'd been transported here. He wasn't sure why anyone would bother. He wasn't in good standing at the Foreign Office at the moment.
Placing one hand on the wall, he chose a direction and began walking. He'd be sure to find someone eventually. Wouldn't he?