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In another life

Send “In Another Life” and I’ll tell you a fact about an AU version of my character.

In the Cowboy Bebop/Star Wars/Star Trek/Babylon 5/Battlestar Galactica/Firefly crossover AU, Hakuba was the captain of a smaller battlestar called the Unicorna and commanded a crew of twelve dozen people— mostly women. It was generally thought that the young captain (who had risen in the ranks far faster than anyone else his age) was a letch and a flirt, but as it turns out, he employed mostly women for two reasons:

  1. He was tired of the rampant sexism in the system imposed by the Embassy
  2. His particular species of anthropomorphic dog was “gifted” with the ability for either sex to reproduce, thus making them very prolific breeders. Although Hakuba was very much married to his work and had little interest in raising children, he did, however, have to deal with cycles every two months and found it easier to find empathy with female crew, who would comfort and coddle their captain. (Shinichi later discovered this and was so excited to tell Heiji that Hakuba was a “literal bitch,” causing a fight that Heiji had to break up…)

He was a very popular captain and those who served under him generally enjoyed their terms. Not only did their missions focus on relief efforts for the war-torn corners of space, but Hakuba ensured that all food served to the crew was GOOD.  He believed that good food was essential for a happy, healthy crew, and he always ate what they ate as a result. If he didn’t like it, it couldn’t be served, and he personally trained a handful of cooks who didn’t understand what that meant.

They also always had to have a lot of icecream on board, which was unusual for a warship… … … but then, Hakuba was always very good with the paperwork and manipulating the budget to accommodate for it.

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wewillstartwiththeridingcrop:

Flicking his gaze up to momentarily glance at the teen as he began to speak in a more hurried and defensive tone, Sherlock smirked to himself. “Oh I don’t doubt that. I am sure you are decent at best as a detective and I will be wasting my time. Still it always helps to check over these sort of things” Sherlock stated dryly. “I am curious to know what sort of expertise you have. Your name appeared very quickly when I imputed part of it in the search bar so there is perhaps hope for you yet.”

The first thing that caught Sherlock’s attention was that his companion appeared to be wearing a deerstalker in the photo. There was no possible way he had chosen to wear that of his own free will. It was hardly fashionable nor was it convenient for investigating. Anyone wearing such a hat was bound to attract the attention of those around them who thought they looked a moron. No, this had to be a deliberate reference to himself. “You’re wearing an ear hat!” Sherlock stated incredulously, his tone containing a hint of surprise. “I was aware you are a fan of mine but I didn’t think you would go as far as to wear such a silly piece of headgear. Even I do not wear it by choice. It started as simply a disguise gone wrong.”

As he read through the article, Sherlock found himself beginning to feel a little irked by the tone in which it was written. The whole thing seemed to imply that he was nothing but a figure which anyone could become a caricature of if they acted and dressed in a certain way. It completely underplayed his intelligence and talent for solving crime by stating that James Hakuba could become his successor and take his place merely because he had an eye for detail and some enthusiasm for solving crime. “Scotland Yard doesn’t need a new favourite detective.” he muttered inaudibly to himself.  Catching sight of Lestrade’s comment about Hakuba being more agreeable than himself, the consulting detective narrowed his eyes. “Agreeable?! I have every right to not have an agreeable personality when everyone around me is so very below me intellectually. It is like being trapped in a room with chickens for an intelligent debate!” He snapped his gaze over to James. “Apparently you would also understand my pain since you are brilliant enough to equal or better me in every way. Then again maybe the fact you are charming means that other people’s thoughtlessness is dulled down to you.” 

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“Oh God,” Hakuba groaned, bringing his other hand up to completely bury his face. This was exactly what he didn’t want to have happen. “Please, Mr. Holmes, it’s just the media – you know they’ll do anything to sell a paper. It’s all absolutely ridiculous. Complete poppycock. God, no;  I’m nothing but a whelp, Mr. Holmes!”

He spoke quickly, attempting to get enough of a defense out to stay on Sherlock’s good side, though he was getting the distinct impression that it was already far too late for that.

“Of course you have every right and reason to be upset. It’s certainly not your fault that they’re all so dull and critical when they can’t even tell a hedgehog from a porcupine, let alone even begin to understand your brilliance!" After an unintentional whimper, the young detective pulled his hands down to look at Sherlock, facing him with no disguise of the mortification he felt, cheeks red, ears pink. But at least they were nearly to the building. 

 "And the ear hat… the deerstalker cap, god that was my agent’s idea… I’m so embarrassed." 

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wewillstartwiththeridingcrop:

For a second Sherlock was about to comment on the slight wince that Hakuba had made but decided against it. At this current time any emotion that was going through the young man’s mind was unimportant. Evidently he was as interested in solving this crime as Sherlock was so there was no need for either of them to get bogged down in conversations about their innermost thoughts. Upon the mention of the man being a detective too, Sherlock’s attention snapped back and his eyes settled gently on his face. “Oh, is that so? You’re a detective, eh? That would explain your meticulous note taking and keen eye for detail. It seems you are more interesting than I initially gave you credit for, Mr Hakuba. I cannot say I am not a little pleased to hear that. How I detest the ordinary people and their boring little lives. Being forced to interact with them is like watching a lethargic goldfish.” Sherlock frowned momentarily. “Perhaps you will be lucky and your presence here with me today will get you somewhere on your own investagation?”

 Taking a quick glance to check he was still heading toward the security building, Sherlock pulled his phone out of his pocket and quickly typed in the name the young detective had given him. If there was anything at all notable about his companion then he was sure it would be noted by someone on the internet. From his own experiences he was well aware that many details of a person’s life and reputation could be immortalized on a webpage in a far more immediate way than any newspaper was capable of.

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“That’s certainly a possibility,” Hakuba said, head tilting as he followed along, regarding the man who walked, he thought, with an admirable determination. Oh, such praise from Sherlock! He could hardly contain the tint of color on his face ash e blushed. Not five minutes spent with him, and already he’d been elevated from the common rabble of people. Was this how John felt? He must, keeping such incredible company, even though the tone of his blog was, at times, a little sarcastic. 

He mulled these thoughts over in his mind pleasantly, almost missing the other detective’s actions until it was nearly too late. Was he-? Oh god no. "Ah, Mr. Holmes! There’s no need for that, really,“ he cried in weak protest, preemptively lifting a hand to cover his face in embarrassment. "Really, my own work is inconsequential and not at all as pressing as your culprit!”

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But even typing ‘Sagu’ into a smart phone near London with the GPS activated brought up search suggestions, with full name, along with other helpful additions. ‘A Young Sherlock Holmes,’ ‘Up and Coming Detective,’ ‘Scotland Yard’s New Favorite?,’ ‘photoshoot,’ ‘austringer monthly,’ and so on.

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The first link was to an article reviewing the teenager’s latest case, in which the following statement had been highlighted on the left under a candid photo of Hakuba, in deerstalker cap, at a crime scene:

“Really, the key difference between Hakuba and Holmes,” said Lestrade with a smile, “is that the former has an agreeable personality!" 

Oh dear. So much for that. 

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My Blog’s Content: A Simple Pie Chart

okiya-subaru:

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“A stupid pack of wolves is beyond. They would find a white horse like yourself wonderful prey if they get you in their sights. Thus it would be wise if you avoided following a silly old dog like me down that path. Even then, though, it would change your activities drastically.”

“I’m considerably intrigued but continue to feel concerned. I thought that, perhaps, I could be of use to you. Or that you might have some sage advice to help me on my path to be a champion of justice. Something about me being a danger to myself and others without the proper knowledge…”