Sherlock Holmes, after a fashion (
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rakuen2011-01-23 06:43 am
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the effects of sleep deprivation on paranoid teenagers
Characters: Sherry Holmes, assorted passersbyIt's a sunny afternoon and when Sherlock arrived in his dorm room, no one else was there. Prime time for a nap.
Format: prose
This log is: open
Location: In the window of White 1-B
Summary: Sherlock. The violin. Does he do anything else lately?
He doesn't take advantage, though. He takes his borrowed violin out of its home in his locker and sets himself up by the open window, just like always. There are dark circles under his eyes; he closes them.
The music, at least, is as beautiful as ever. He's playing something slow and very classical, quieter than his usual fare.
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She glances up one of the dorms and notices a figure standing in the window, an instrument in hand. And smiling, she remembers Sherlock and her conversation in the gym; she rushes up the stairs and the blank white hallways until she hears the gentle song.
Pushing open the door, she sighs. "How lovely..."
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He should've noticed her at the time, too. This is only the ground floor; it's not like there was that much distance involved. He really should be sleeping.
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Sherlock is good.
A week ago he was better. A week ago he could have played a song twice as fast as this, twice as complex. Now, if he did, he is afraid he might miss a note, and that would be unacceptable.
The song ends. He lowers the violin and turns around to offer her a smile.
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"Oh, that was beautiful," she says. "How truly lovely. You play so well!"
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