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[text] Off, Martin. S

Correcting someone had its usual effect, reasserting Sherlock's confidence and bolstering his emotions. It made him feel rightfully self-important, no matter what else was happening.

[text] The fun and interesting kin [backspaced] Dangerous. Hence my warning. S

Martin’s admittedly very sleepy brain blanked upon reading— and rereading— Sherlock’s newest text. "What?"He hadn’t expected Sherlock to respond at all…well, normally to Martin’s apology, but this seemed to be completely… Or…

[SMS: Sherlock Holmes; delayed] Is that the…coercive man?

#((lol no but the edits look like that))

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Well, at least Martin remembered the name.

[text] Gold star. S

[text] Plenty. Working it out. Playing games, apparently. S

Martin’s admittedly very sleepy brain blanked upon reading— and rereading— Sherlock’s newest text. "What?"He hadn’t expected Sherlock to respond at all…well, normally to Martin’s apology, but this seemed to be completely… Or…

[SMS: Sherlock Holmes; delayed] Is that the…coercive man?

#((out of curiosity are you using ShortBlogger?)) #((he doesn't want to freak Martin out)) #((and will do. I am stewing...))

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Finally, facts. Something with which Sherlock was much more comfortable.

[text] Yes. James Moriarty. S

thedetectiveonbakerstreet said: [text, a little more awake] Tgink so. Breen overstressed. Wlork. Damn typos. S

#((also I can't cut bc phone)) #((but yes we need to work that out errrrr soonish)) #((at least to know when the ambassador's kids get napped)) #((and Sigerson!Sher will be a bit more emotiony))

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Sherlock wasn't sure how to reply. He needed to, of course, because he was Sherlock Holmes and rarely left anything unanswered, but he was trying to thing of something. Should he reply with a yes? With obvious rote sympathy? With gooey emotional stuff of which not even Sherlock believed he was capable? It was strange and foreign, playing Protective Big Brother, and he didn't like it very much at all. It was Mycroft's job.

[text] Don't get into conversations, cars, or buildings with short, charming, witty Irishmen. S

thedetectiveonbakerstreet said: [text, a little more awake] Tgink so. Breen overstressed. Wlork. Damn typos. S

#((brb having reichenbach cabinlock feels because poor martin)) #((which reminds me oops we need to work up to that)) #((and then Sigerson will befriend Martin))

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Sherlock cursed the implication that he hadn't meant to make but Martin had picked up on. Yes was the correct answer, that not long after Sherlock had learned his sometimes-annoying half-brother had sliced into his skin with a butterknife, he'd paced himself to exhaustion to avoid worrying, coming to a climax when John had heard a flump on the living room floor caused by the falling of an unconscious detective. Emotions made thinking clearly an impossibility. But for Sherlock to admit he was worried was an extremely rare event.

[text][slight but present delay] No. S

thedetectiveonbakerstreet said: [text, a little more awake] Tgink so. Breen overstressed. Wlork. Damn typos. S

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[text] Good to know you feel so flippant about it. S

Sherlock huffed. Sitting up in bed, having exhausted himself trying to figure out Moriarty's next move, to the point he was having nightmares...it wasn't anywhere near Sherlock's ideal.

[text] You not to throw any spanners in my emotional works. S

thedetectiveonbakerstreet said: [text, a little more awake] Tgink so. Breen overstressed. Wlork. Damn typos. S

#((''what do you need?'' ''you'')) #((molly your boyfriend was/is/will be showing)) #((nah just thinking of the burn the heart out of you thing)) #((and Sher isn't sure if M meant John or Martin or what)) #((I was having feels when I started it))

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[text] N.o Dreamrd about you. Dangerr. Man coerced yoiu to death. S

[text] Which us, admittedlu, very differemt from Mother. S

Sherlock wasn't usually rattled like this, but if anyone could talk the nervy pilot into suicide, it was that brown-eyed Irish spider that took up nearly Sherlock's every waking (and apparently sleeping) thought. He wanted to warn Martin of the danger, but at the same time, didn't want him involved. He didn't want that particular thread of his personal tapestry broken.

thedetectiveonbakerstreet said: [text, a little more awake] Tgink so. Breen overstressed. Wlork. Damn typos. S

#((noted))

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King Crab George III

Emma Orange Peel.

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MarTin of Cookies Freeman.

Emma Orange Peel.

#((emma peel is a fictional character from a '60s show The Avengers)) #((I have a headcanon that Mycroft loves it.)) #((and wanted to be John Steed.)) #((if you google John Steed Patrick Macnee you'll see why))

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Emma Orange Peel.

Marilyn Monroll.

#((A for effort Martin!)) #((A++!))

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Gordon Brownie.

Marilyn Monroll.

#((he may or may not have box sets of both the Pirates of the Caribbean and Lord of the Rings films.)) #((in a secret stash.)) #((he did need help for Gordon Brown though))

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The Evolution of the Treble Clef

The curving flourishes of music notation have always been something a mystery to me, although every day I, like many people, use other arcane symbols without thinking twice about it. The at (@) sign, the dollar sign ($) and the ampersand (&), for example, all function like ligatures or some sort of shorthand. They’ve been demystified by popular use in email, clues on “Wheel of Fortune,” and their inclusion on computer keyboards. But music notation is a semantic system that is entirely different from the written word; a non-spoken alphabet of pitch and rhythm. So, with apologies to the more musically inclined reader, I looked into the origin of the treble clef and the answer was quite simple. The treble clef, the top symbol you see in the photo above, is also known as the G-clef, which gives you the first clue to its origin.

So for my own edification, if nothing else, let’s start with the basics. A clef is a sign placed on a music staff that indicates what pitch is represented by each line and space on the staff. The history of Western musical notation describes an effort toward the development a simple, symbolic representations of pitch and rhythm. It begins near the end of the 9th century when notation for the Plainsong of the Western Church, better known as Gregorian Chant, was first recorded with “neumes”. These were simple dashes or dots above lyrics that indicated a relative change in pitch. At the end of the 10th century, musical scribes increased the precision of his early notation by introducing a horizontal line to indicate a base pitch (see above image). The pitch of this line was indicated by a letter at its start – typically  F or C and, as higher range songs become more common, G. Neumes were no longer relative only to one another, but to a standard. This was the beginning of the musical staff.

Continue reading at Smithsonian.com

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My knowledge of the King is surprisingly...present.

Orlando Bloomin' Onion.

Marilyn Monroll.

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I'm not getting any of these from John.  I meant I know who Graham Norton is because of John.

Have you run out, then?

Marilyn Monroll.