furnaceface: (Facepalm)
Jono Starsmore ([personal profile] furnaceface) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2010-09-26 09:39 am
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Library [09/26]

There was music in the library today. It wasn't the same, loud, pervasive music that Jonothon normally opted to, however. Today it was almost like a whisper of music. Like a hundred little voices all joining together in song.

... Or, more accurately, the rustling of the pages of every book on the subject of music in the entire library, all rising up in glorious, but quiet, harmony.

They'd just finished Sound of Silence, and were moving on with Scarborough Fair when Jono came in, levelled that aisle with a look, and then shook his head and set to work shelving things. Occasionally, things that were singing at him.

Ah, Fandom.

[Open! And listening to Simon and Garfunkel.]

Re: Talk to Jono!

[identity profile] justhisblogger.livejournal.com 2010-09-26 07:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yes," John said, with a long, drawn out sigh. "Lunch. Can we please get a move on on that?"

Before he started to brain himself on one of the singing books, perhaps?
trigons_child: (Looking straight ahead)

Re: Talk to Jono!

[personal profile] trigons_child 2010-09-26 07:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"Of course, I apologize for keeping you," Raven said. She was acutely aware of John's discomfort and felt a flash of guilt about him being collateral damage in her attempt to get back at Sherlock. Truly, she would have to meditate on her sudden pettiness later. "And I am sorry that I have upset you," she added softly.

Re: Talk to Jono!

[identity profile] justhisblogger.livejournal.com 2010-09-26 08:10 pm (UTC)(link)
"Er. It's fine, really," John said, quickly. "Just not-- yes."

He flashed Raven a quick smile. "It's all sorted," he assured her. "But we're going now, barring any attacks of Fandom, of course."

He smiled one last time, then turned 'round, towards the door.

Re: Talk to Jono!

[identity profile] 3patchproblem.livejournal.com 2010-09-26 08:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Sherlock gave them both a sharp look that possibly promised something horrible in their future before stalking after him.

If there was a hand on John's back to guide him out the door, that was neither here nor there.