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I wrote this next song about a fisherman.

Oct 12, 2011 22:57

Who: Kenzi and Sherlock
When: Late Wednesday night
Where: Sherlock's room whatever number that is
Summary: Kenzi is lonely. and bored. and then somehow she wants violin lessons.
Rating: R for potential swears?
Warnings: kenzi in general. Fights? Mean words. Underwear. Mud things.

( It's my lute suit. )

kenzi, sherlock holmes

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couldbdangerous October 13 2011, 03:09:35 UTC

Sherlock Holmes was thinking. Had been thinking, hard to do much of that with pint-sized invaders bursting into his room and onto his bed without warning. Several things happened in sequence. First, he gave a rather more violent than intended twist of the tuning peg of his violin as his eyes popped open. Second, the strange twang as his thumb caught on the strings when Kenzi threw herself onto the mattress. Third, and he would argue if need be largely involuntarily, his feet found the first bit of solid flesh they could manage and gave a brisk shove to get her back on her feet again ( ... )

onteamdyson October 13 2011, 04:28:14 UTC

Woah, WOAH! Wait one freakin' second. Kenzi pushes herself up off the bed, thanks to that kick, and ruffles the shit out of his hair before asking, "Where did you even get that? Is it a violin?! Do you seriously play?!"

She grabbed the chair and pulled it closer before flopping into it with a grin on her face. "Play me something! Do it, do it, do it! I'll be SO freakin' quiet. Like I'm not even here. Like a tiny, little mouse." At least she was whispering. Slight improvement.

"Also, what do I even smell like? Why is that an issue at all? I clearly BATHE!"

And he messed up that string all on his own! She was completely innocent, as he could tell from that pure and chaste expression of angelicousity.

couldbdangerous October 13 2011, 13:04:14 UTC

"Oh no, I don't play, I just quite like holding it, really," Sherlock said, deadpan, giving the string another set of plucks while he slowly tightened the tuning peg. "And it's not a violin, it's a very peculiar guitar, clearly. There are instruments in the rec room; really, you've been here long enough that you ought to know by now. I simply commandeered one, so to speak ( ... )

onteamdyson October 13 2011, 17:50:42 UTC

"Never looked for instruments." She shrugged. Of course she'd noticed the piano, but that was about it. Usually she only went down there to watch Temari and Mindy fight or grab art stuff for Conrad.

"Whatevs, Touchy McToucherson."

The tuning was boring as ALL HELL! Still, she watched him, leaning back in her chair and playing with pieces of her hair. This was actually kind of nice. Sitting in the quiet, just the two of them. They really did fight a lot less when John wasn't around.

"That is such a fitting instrument for you. Vampires are always playing violin. It's like... required in fiction. Does your vampire play the violin? Nope? You will not sell a bilion books!"

couldbdangerous October 13 2011, 18:19:36 UTC

"I'm not a vampire anymore," Sherlock pointed out, fretting a few chords to check and re-check the tuning. An out of tune violin was a thoroughly unpleasant thing. "And I've been playing the violin since well before I came here, thanks ever so."

And that caused a bit of a pang. One of the things he missed most from home was his Stradivarius. The only gift of Mycroft's he hadn't yet found an excuse to dislike. On the other hand, being here was like living his life as though Mycroft had never existed, which could only be a good thing. Nobody was constantly comparing him to his taller, older, 'nicer', better-dressed, stable, handsomer older sibling, as though he ought to be like that. As though anyone would want to be capable of tonguing one's own small intestine ( ... )

onteamdyson October 13 2011, 18:36:28 UTC

"But you WERE a vampire and you have the personality for it and you kind of look like one sometimes. Anne Rice would have a field day with you."

Ironically, pretty much everything Kenzi knew about violins had come from an Anne Rice book, which wasn't saying much at all. She did know the name Stradivarius and would have been impressed if he'd mentioned he owned one.

Kenzi looked hopeful when he finally stopped messing around with all the little thingies and the strings... only to throw her head back and sigh when he started messing with something completely different!

"He's holding a violin? He's got a weird mark on his chin? He's wearing a scarf, looking pompous, and has a giant head full of ego!?"

couldbdangerous October 13 2011, 19:05:38 UTC

Sherlock whipped the bow lazily across to thwack Kenzi sharply on the head before setting back to work. He wriggled towards the edge of the bed, facing her, and set down bow and rosin. He was trying to give her a lesson, the least she could do was shut up and listen. He tilted his head to the right, turning his chin towards his shoulder, and tapped the faint mark on his throat where the skin was just ever so slightly rougher and darker than the surrounding flesh ( ... )

onteamdyson October 15 2011, 02:35:41 UTC

"OW! What the balls was that for, Fluffy?!" She grabbed her head, glaring and kicking out at his shin! What a dick. How is she even friends with him-- yep. There's the smirk. Theirs is a violent friendship of strangeness ( ... )

couldbdangerous October 15 2011, 02:59:24 UTC

"I know because I've observed. Best to know something before one needs it and yes, it has been useful in the past. Every last bit of information one could possibly learn about another person which might help one to identify or track them is key. Le bon dieu est dans la détail, or however it goes." Sherlock gave a dismissive gesture of the hand, taking his back to finish rosining his bow ( ... )

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