Posts by ~Tigerwind

"I am prepared to give you a regular sum of money, in exchange for information." The man said to Joella. "Sherise's whereabouts are very important." Mycroft added. "What do you think?"

Mycroft rolled his eyes. "So be it. Just know Joella, I will be keeping a close eye on you." The tall ginger man said. He looked over at his assistant. "Athena, take her home." The woman walked up and nodded. "Yes sir." She opened the door and gesture for Sherise to get in.

Sherlock picked up the phone and texted again. "Is that a yes?" And set the phone back down, walking to some pictures tacked up around the mantle piece and writing on them.

Sherise grumbled. "Mycroft." She said aloud. She looked back down at her phone and replied to Joella. "Don't worry about him, after our trip tommorow ill help you move your things in." She texted back. She walked back up to the pictures and smiled.

She looked down on the text at her phone and smiled. She tossed it aside once again, and looked at the board, inhaling deeply with a huge smile on her face. "Ah, murder!" She said, spinning in a circle then flopping on the couch.

(Sure, sounds good!)
Sherise woke up to the dark, empty flat, she looked at her phone. 6 AM sharp, as usual. She sat up and rubbed her eyes with both hands. She walked over to her mantle and looked over the pictures again, smiling sleepily.

Sherlock went to her closet in her bedroom and located a black button down shirt and a pair of skinny jeans, stumbling to the shower. After she bathed she walked out in her outfit, drying her hair and removing the pictures from the mantle, setting them by her coat. After quickly applying very little makeup and brushing her curly hair, she put her scarf on and pulled her coat on, putting the pictures in her coat pocket.

(Lol yeah!)

By 7:15 AM Sherise stepped out of her taxi and arrived at Scotland Yard. "You showed up early, inadvertently of course, but I like early people." She said, glancing at Joella and walking by her. "Come along, then."

"You might be wondering why you're here." Sherise said, pushing an up button next to an elevator and stepping in. "I'm a consulting detective, therefore I do frequent Scotland Yard." She explained as the elevator rose to the third floor.

The elevator came to a stop and Sherise popped up her coat collar, pulling the pictures from her coat pocket and walking toward a large office at the back of the room. A man with dark skin walked up to her. "Are you supposed to be he-" "Save it Donovan." Sherise said to the young man.

Sherise rolled her eyes. "You'll learn to get accustomed to Lieutenant Donovan's behaviour." She remarked. "We aren't exactly best mates." She walked into a larger office to find a man with grayling hair sitting at a desk. "Lestrade, this is a friend of mine, Doctor Joella Watson."

Bump))

"A friend, since when have you got a friend?" Lestrade asked. Sherise rolled her eyes. "Please to meet you Doctor Watson."

Kelly looked at him with concern in her eyes before he changed the subject, maybe he was more worried about being a father than she first thought. But she smiled when he started to ramble. You're back to you again. she thought, a grin now returning to her face. "Sounds like great fun, lets go!" She said as he pulled levers and turned dials, holding onto the console as a balance and putting a hand on her belly. When the TARDIS came to a standstill, she followed him eagerly as he threw open the doors. "It's, it fantastic!" She said, looking from the doctor to the outside.

Sherise nodded in agreement at Joella's words. "Precisely, Lestrade, why can't I have friends?" Lestrade chuckled. "Have you met this one?" He said, raising his eyebrows. She disregarded his statement. "Crime scene, take me." She said, turning toward the door. "How'd you know there was another one?" He asked. "Oh please Lestrade." She said "The way you furrow your eyebrows?" She said before walking out, Lestrade following her.

"I've been examining the pictures of the murder scenes you've sent me." She remarked. "Sherise, those were all suicides." Lestrade said with a puzzled expression. "No, they're not." Sherise said as she walked inside the elevator. "You've got a killer on your hands."
(It's ok)

Bump))

"They were simply made, to look like suicides." Sherise explained. "The slightest slip- up though, don't tie your methods together with the same murder weapon for every crime scene." Sherise said with a chuckle and a small grin as the elevator opened.
(SO SORRY school started again and I got busy)

Kelly looked at him questioningly then walked over to him, looking over the waist- high barrier to see the stars underneath them. "Wow." She said quietly, "No kidding." She said with a chuckle. "So, what are we going to do then?" Kelly asked him with a small smile.
(I AM SO SORRY school started for me a couple weeks ago and I've been busy, do you want to do a time skip or something soon after a few posts in this setting?)

Kelly stepped outside her small house in the fresh, summer air, and she looked down at her feet. She paused, and glanced around her before putting her hand to the small bump under her flowing light blue top. She walked away from her house toward the grocery store, looking up at the trees as she went.

Characters/ Plot/ Rules:

Name: Kelly

Age: 16

Look: http://m.weheartit.com/entry/74995198

How many children are you having?: 2