Modern day Sherlock role play (now accepting)

[Wild Mothman]

((My Apologies for not being online...))

Molly was not very surprised as Sherlock talked to her for a few moments, then walked off to do something.
He clearly busy, or had just gotten a case or something. Molly wasn't quite sure.

[Starthorn]

Sherlock followed the doctors into the room, observing that the young woman ‘Xavia‘ had followed them. Ignoring this fact, he went to stand by the hospial bed as the doctors began in inject the girl with liquids, and pressed a plastic mask to her face. They were all moving around quickly, passing short comments between one another.The gas seeped up into the girl respiratory system, effectivly putting her to sleep. The drugs that the doctors were injecting were all that was keeping her alive now. He pulled the piece of paper that he had shoved into his pocket when he had been obliged to carry her. It had been torn from an excercise book, and was badly crumpled. All of the two words had been been obscured by a large hot chocolate stain. All that was visible was a small ‘M‘ at the bottom of the page. He then picked up and examined the girl‘s bag. It was small and black, with a long strap that allowed it to be carried over her shoulder. There was not much in it. A blue toothbrush and some tooth paste, an empty purse. He searched through the rest of the contents, every item confirming his earlier thoughts. She had run away from a care home. She did not know who her parents or family were, or had hated thema great deal, owing to the lack of memorabilia to them in a bag that clearly contained everything that she owned. Laying it aside, he walked out into the corridor, glancing breifly at the police woman before pressing his fingertips together, steepleing them against his mouth. Brow furrowed, he became lost in thought . Even the arrival of Anthea failed to distract him. Unless his brother was involved of course...(? I just made up a history for the character?)

[Gui-Chi]

(okey dokey then)
Anthea rolled her eyes. Sherlock was being "clever" again as she liked to call it. He hadn't noticed her arrive. She checked her watch, Mycroft wouldn't arrive for another 5 minutes. She glanced at Sherlock again, who appeared lost in thought. She then started to think about the girl. She hadn't seen the girl in person, that's for sure.
Then it clicked.
Zoe had told her about five months ago that she had adopted a daughter, and had even shown her a photo. Not long after adopting the child though her colleague had started complaining that the girl was too much trouble... Which would explain why she appeared to have ran away.
(I need sleep, but I don't want to leave...)

[Starryy Skiies]

Xavia looked up as Sherlock came out. She scowled as her phone buzzed again, but ignored it. She sighed, standing. "Look, Sherlock sir, I apologize for my outburst." She said quietly, "But I need to know what you know about this case."

[Gui-Chi]

(three sentences please)

[Starryy Skiies]

(Sorry! I edited it.)

[Starthorn]

Sherlock looked up in annoyance.
“Generally when a phone rings twice in quick sucsession, it means that someone is attempting to contact yu urgently. If you are not going to reply, please turn it off because it is very annoying. A 14 year old, orphaned girl was.given a note to give me, and then poisoned. We can assume that the sender of the note is none othet than Prof. James Moriarty.“ he said pointedly.f If this woman was going to be joining him on any more cases he would have to speak to Lestrade. He turned in dismisal towards the window between the corridor and the room. The blind hand been lifted slightly, affording him a view into it. The activity continued as before. When they had finshed, the girl would probably be unconsioss for about half an hour. What was taking John so long? Where was he? He pulled out his phone and sent another text.

Come quickly. Girl been poisoned. SH

He thrust it backinto his pocket and resumed his previous position.

[Starryy Skiies]

Xavia nodded, "Thank you." She sat down once more. Xavia looked up as one of the doctors came out and walked up to Sherlock. "She's going to be fine, although we can not identify the poison." Xavia shifted, sitting cross legged on the bench.

[Gui-Chi]

Anthea watched as Sherlock texted someone, probably Mr Watson again. "I know the girl's mother" she whispered, not really speaking to anyone directly and feeling rather worried, scared. She wasn't quite sure. If the girl died... She pulled out her phone to text Mycroft again

Please hurry up Sir. Someone is dying. ~A

She Returned her phone to her pocket, wishing that she had ignored her ringing phone that morning, telling her to follow Sherlock. Then she wouldn't be so worried about this whole thing.

[Starryy Skiies]

Xavia stood and walked over to Anthea. "Are you alright?" She asked, placing a hand on her shoulder. She gave a reassuring smile, "I'm sure she'll be fine."