KBelle’s Comments (group member since Oct 27, 2013)

KBelle’s comments from the Sherlock Holmes Advanced RP group.

"Both," she whispered, taking her black trench coat off and folding it over her arm, leaning against the wall. "A man named Theo Davies." she had known him in high school and chose his name at random from her memory. "And yes. Hear you're the best in the business." she nodded.

Adele nodded, pretending to be the slightest bit frightened by the woman, as in character. She supposed an inexperienced young girl on the run was the best angle to play. "Alright" she rose and followed her into a dark back room, clutching the glass in her hands, which had many rings on her delicate fingers. The door snapped shut and she looked up "apprehensively" to the taller, beautiful girl.

"Everything" she smiled politely and played with the long golden locket she wore, a feigned habit of this new character she created. She found, that over time, she changed character so much sometimes she forgot who she was, what her own habits and idiosyncracies were. "Name is Tamara. Tamara Connor" she nodded curtly, though it was kind and warm, and she fingered through the small and subtle waves of her hair as the club lights flashed.

Adele strode in, though her steps were altered to a smaller and less smooth gait, her boots squeaking slightly on the tiled floor. She walked to the door and sat down, running a hand through her blonde locks, pushing her glasses up on her nose. She nodded to the bartender, getting her attention with a gentle smile. "Yes. A vodka and tonic on the rocks. Three olives." she called in a posh, upper east side accent, leaning against the bar, catching the woman's eye in a certain way.

Sorry! She! Could you post in Chinatown? Or I could make her bar?

She could meet him in Chinatown for hookups to disappear (new Id, accounts, passport, apartment, etc))

Well I mean who from your characters? All I have is Adele, who is currently on the run from Sherlock.

Alright. With whom?

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Onyx I have a female character character available!

Aaron found his own bitterness in the way he said her voice, for he had once said it that way. He had once been hers. And now the emotionless psychopath thought that after a days time he could say her name as such. "Where is she" he whispered in a deep threat, grasping his shirt collar as his eyes widened dangerously

"No. Not her Holmes. You aren't dense you know what I'm asking" he breathed in a shaky voice, the smell killing him. "You know who I mean. Where is she" he urged in a deadly whisper, leaning closer.

Aaron screwed his jaw up tight and raised an eyebrow, his lips a thin line. He was perhaps a half inch (or less) shorter than Sherlock but far more muscular. He rested one arm against the door frame as he stared the man down. "What woman has been to your flat last" he urged, his voice in deep pleading tones.

"A pleasure. " he nodded in a dirt reacted way, his eyes distant as he focused on the scent before knocking loudly on Sherlock's door again. "Holmes please!"

"Oh. How rude of me," he took one hand to smooth his hair before extending it. "Aaron Jaymes. Scotland Yard" she gave him his hand and he kissed it quickly. "And you are?"

Aaron groaned in impatience. He had waited ten minutes like John had begged him too, yet he was quickly tiring of this game. The psychopath was acting like a child and he simply didn't understand why he was so needed for the crime scene. He jogged up to the flat and strode in again, slipping his gloves off. "Holmes we need to-" yet when he reached the hall he smelled something. It. Her. But no, that wash possible, was it. "Who has been here?" He asked loudly without realizing it.

((I agree))

((Idk))

((And Soren...do you have a charrie Adele could rp with?))

((Would you like to have them be in a relationship already?))