FIRST POST OF THE NEW ROUND: ...STILL THE OLD ROUND.

[bitofafiction]

Characters: Sherry Holmes, whoever else
Format: prose
This log is: open
Location: White dorm and surrounding area
Summary: Sherry plays the violin. Obnoxiously. BACKDATED TO THE LAST DAY OF ROUND -2.

Anyone wandering past the White dorm this unspecified afternoon will be treated to a loving adaptation of a Pink Floyd song for solo violin. Options include Interstellar Overdrive and anything from Wish You Were Here.

Sherlock finds it very disturbing that he forgets the feeling of playing a note almost as soon as he raises his bow from the strings, but he's not about to let that stop him. Nor is he about to shut his window for the sake of passersby. The music is clearly audible. Anyone who wishes to register a comment, positive or negative, is welcome to stop by his window or knock on his door for a chat.

Comments

[swordofzero]

Suzaku frowned, hearing the music as he made his way past the dormotorie buildings to go and meet Gino, it was getting close to the time his Player had told him to meet, dreading the meeting or not Suzaku was determined to get there on time. He was a little confused at what building was which but he was sure this one was maybe the Pale dorm. Maybe, or was it not.

Suzaku saw the open window in which the music was coming from, he made his way over. Surely someone who lived in the dorm would be able to tell him, he stood stiffly not wanting to interupt, waiting to be noticed.