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

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

John came through the door huffing and panting. "Hello" he greeted the new man. "You must be Aaron James-" he glanced down the hall and rolled his eyes before holding up a finger. He knocked gingerly and quietly on the bathroom door. "Sherlock?"

Aaron rolled his eyes. He had descended into the depths of cynicism over the years, but men like this really did him in. He sat at the table and drummed his fingers against it for a few minutes. "You can't hide from me in their like you did your bullies in grade school, Holmes!" He teased

"Well..." He held his hands up in innocence though he still twirled the bow. "Your little...domestic partner, is it? He's going to be back soon with a new case. And I am here to monitor your behavior, so as you don't step on too many toes and such"

((Lol that's the point hahaha))

He took the bow and smiled. He was quite the expert at violin, and was next to flawless on it. "Oh. He sent me. I'm your Scotland Yard liaison. Your babysitter. As you can't be trusted" he laughed and smirked, setting it down.

"Well well..." he ran his hand along the chair rail of the wall towards the window as he walked, his pace gaited and perfect. "Lestrade did admit you's be difficult..but this is something else..." he chuckled, picking up the violin from the corner and turning it in his hands

((Alrighty ^^))

A man appeared in the doorway, smirking as he watched the scene unfold before shaking his head. "You okay mate?" he chuckled, walking in the doorway with his hands deep in his pockets. "You seem a tad upset"

((Should she come back?? This kills me! Or Ms. Hudson come up at the noise, or Aaron arrives?))

John finished his tea and sat in on the tray, sighing as he shook his head. "Well. While you figure this out I'm meeting with Lestrade about something new" he shook his head when Sherlock didn't respond, trodding down the stairs

"Ah..Sherlock..." he breathed out to calm himself. "I didn't say wait for her to come back, now, did I? I said go find her.Or live alone" he shrugged, watching him.

John groaned and shrugged, sitting beside him on the couch with his cup and a sigh as he looked into the pitiful eyes. "I dunno mate. Go find her. Find someone else" he sighed and shrugged again

John's eyes were trained on Sherlock. Ms. Hudson served him his tea and scoffed at the smiling face on the wall as always before exiting as John let out a breath and rose to retrieve himself a tea. "What? Don't like actually being human?" he questioned, unable to help himself.

Ms. Hudson gasped and shook her head as she set the tray on the coffee table in front of Sherlock, who was fixated upon the ceiling. "Please. Language." she sighed and shook her head as she poured two cups. "Sugar or cream, m'dear?" she bidded Sherlock, completely unaware.

"Indegestion?" John said without thinking, though his eyes soon fell on the thin shirt, swaying in the light in the long and thin hands of the man, still in his scarf and coat. "Or heartbreak..." he added, nodding at his correction as Mrs. Hudson entered smiling with a tray of tea

Well he's going to start working with Sherlock. He knows Adele is alive, and doesn't want her to know he's alive because he gave her up. But the Lotus put him in charge of monitoring Holmes

"To miss?" he frowned and shook his head, his voice rising in confusion as he sat and leaned forward in a chair. "Wh-what on earth do you mean? And what's eating you??" he asked, his mind racing

"No. She was only attracted to my attitude. My wanton recklessness and want for power. I was attracted to everything about her. It was only after I died she loved me"
Name: Aaron Thomas Jaymes III
Nickname: Aaron, Tommy, Chief
Age: 25
DOB: October 2nd
Place of Birth: Dublin, Ireland
Language(s) Best Spoken: name one, I know them all

Appearance:



Dressing Style: A suit and converse with an overcoat- perfectly his style
Distinctive Markings:
On one wrist ha has a barcode tattoo, the other is Adele's birthdate in Roman numerals
Body Type:
As muscular as he can be while still keeping up work and appearances

Personality:
A certain level of cockiness and rude comments must be expected at all times around Aaron. He owns the very ground he walks on, and will stop at nothing to get what he wants and thinks he deserves.
Profession:
Was just assigned by Inspector Lestrade to be the Scotland Yard liason to Holmes. Works for the Lotus in secret.
Mannerisms/Quirks:
Hot headed and will argue over anything and take easy offense
Beliefs:
atheist

Family:none
Friends: Adele
Pets: none

"Wh- someone-who? And how long have you known about this?" John spat, watching his movements, which had some sort of organized franticness, like when a cat is toying with the mouse and recieves retaliation. "Sherlock will you sit down?" he insisted

He turned and watched Sherlock, his shock evident as his eyes absently followed the red blouse, the thin material bouncing in the air and reflecting light with each of Sherlock's slightest movements. "What?" he finally managed to spit out as he followed him.

"Wh-what exactly do you mean by that?" he asked, looking up at him with a questioning look as he backed up

John put up his hands in innocence, his eyes widening. He stepped just in the doorway to watch what he was doing. "What happened? She..dyed her hair? Is she going undercover or something?" he asked slowly