Posts by ~Tigerwind

"Well, that's what I was implying yesterday, we'll be flat mates." She said in response. "What's your opinion on the violin, by the way?" Sherise asked, looking out the window again as she processed a few deductions about Joella.

(I don't think they should know each other that well, like they've known each other only a couple of days?)
"Ah, it's just my taste." Sherise remarked. "Oh they're absoloutely splendid, seeing as your very trusting, because you can spot a good person, or in this case a seemingly good person." She remarked. "You know someone who is head of command when you see them." She said softer now. "So, Afghanistan or Iraq, Joella?" Sherise asked the woman next to her.

"Did you serve in Afghanistan or Iraq, Ms. Watson?" Sherise said, looking back at her then up at the windshield, seeing that they were a few blocks away from Baker Street.

Sherise smiled to herself and looked back at Joella. "Just wondering." She said as they pulled up to Baker Street. "This is it." Sherise said as she handed the driver their fare and stepped out of the cab.

"221 B Baker Street, just up the stairs." Sherise told her as she tapped the door with the door knocker. A somewhat elderly woman answered the door. "Sherise dear! You came to look at the flat." "Yes Mrs. Hudson, this is my potential flat mate Ms. Joella Watson." She said as she walked in to the flat.

(As for characters like Mrs. Hudson, Lestrade, Irene and Moriarty, we can both rp all of them at different times.)

"Oh hello dear," Mrs. Watson said sweetly. "The flat's just upstairs." She told Joella, but Sherise was already up there. She took the key and opened the door, walking inside to about half of her possessions which she had already moved there.

"Um, yeah." Sherise said casually, putting her coat on a hook on the wall by the door. "So, look around, see if it suits your fancy." She said, walking around the livingroom space.

Sherise raised her eyebrows and looked at Joella. "Oh, yes, yes that's fine." She said. That was easier than I thought it would be, considering that I'm me. Sherise thought. "Right then, the key." She said, taking it out of her pocket and giving it to Joella.

"I guess I'll see you later, I'm off to St. Bart's hospital, it's down the road." Sherise told her. "I'll see you tommorow morning, then?" She asked as she put on her coat.
(I'm about to introduce mycroft)

(Do you think we should do anything plot wise like progress in time, define the conflict, etc. that would help you out? I'm ok with whatever)

The woman had a warm personality about her, something Sherise felt she needed. "Bye then." She said with a small smile, walking out the door and hailing a cab. About a mile away a black, official looking car was driving to 221 Baker Street.

"Anywhere quiet is good enough for me." She said, standing up and walking over to him. "Doctor," she said, searching for some reassuring words of comfort. "Doctor, we- we'll be alright, we can figure it out." Kelly said to him, putting a hand on his arm. Of course she wasn't just talking about the enemy they'd be up against.

(It's ok, I understand a lack of muse, if I can help you or anything, I can)

Sherise hailed a cab and eventually she arrived at Saint Bartholomeu's hospital.she walked inside, near the morgue wing. She saw Matthew Hooper in the hallway, he waved at her nervously. "Hello Matthew." She said nonchalantly.

After Joella arrived at her apartment, the mysterious black car drove up to her apartment. A brunette woman in a black dress walked up to the door, staring down at the phone in her hand. She knocked on the door.
(I don't think we should switch Mycroft's gender, you can rp him a little in this scene if you want)

The brunette woman knocked on Joella's door again. "Miss Watson?" She said in a proper and authoritative voice.

Sherise went in to her lab, experimenting with chemical compounds and human blood.

"You don't need to know, for now." She said, looking up from her phone. "Come with me." She said, opening the black car door. "You will get an explanation, if you're wondering." The woman said to Joella. She walked around to the other side of the car and got in, the car still waiting for Joella.

"Sorry, I'm not allowed to divulge any information." She said, looking down at her phone. After a few minutes of driving, they arrived at a string of abandoned warehouses, the car drove into one, revealing a man, sitting alone in the center, a tall man, holding an umbrella.

After a couple hours of researching, Sherise took her notes and reports and folded them, putting them in her coat pocket. She then talked to Matthew for a few moments, reading him like a book. She managed to slip out of the conversation and leave St. Bart's.

"Hm, Afghanistan." Mycroft muttered. "Ms. Watson, hello." He greeted very formally. "I'm... oh never mind who I am, I've brought you here to talk about a very important woman." He said, looking down at Joella with a borderline cold stare. "Sherise Holmes."

"I am a friend of Sherise." He said. "But she would call me, her enemy." Mycroft said, looking her over and deducing what he could. "Joella, I am requesting that for your own good, you do not stay with Miss Holmes." The man told Joella.

"Daniels, Daniels is my name." He said coolly. He walked around her, noting her stance and posture. "I see now that I can't stop you, your feet are in an assertive position." Mycroft remarked.

Sherise picked up her phone and typed a message. "Up for an adventure? Scotland Yard at 8 AM." She hit the send button and tossed her phone to the side, lying on her couch and pressing her hands together, putting them to her lips.

"My experience with her would say other wise." Mycroft said, walking around her in a circle. "And since you aren't backing down, I want to give you an offer." My croft said, stopping in front of her.