Modern day Sherlock role play (now accepting)

[Gui-Chi]

Anthea nodded "That much is obvious, Moriarty wouldn't be happy if his message never reached Sherlock" she replied, checking her watch again. When would Mycroft get here? She wondered whether she should call the girl's mother or not. She didn't want her friend to worry anymore, is she had even cared in the first place about the child.

[Starryy Skiies]

Xavia smiled, removing her hand. "I'm Xavia by the way." She held out her hand to Anthea. She wasn't sure of who the woman was, but she obviously had something to do with the case.

[Starthorn]

Ignoreing Xavia‘s thanks... John‘s voice started attacking him somewhere in the back of his mind. He frowned, then very slowly; “You‘re welcome.“
Sherlock nodded, facing the doctor.“ Can you tell me how long you estimate that she will be unconsious for, and if it will be ptossible to speak to her as soon as she is awake?“ he demanded. “I will also take a blood sample for testing.“ That wasn‘t a request, that was a demand. If the message was not in her mind,and not among her belongings, then it would be in the name or chemical composition of the poison.
He glanced at the two woman talking.
“You realise that, as she clearly has not been with these foster parents for long, this is irrelavent, although her true parentage may be important.“ This had been directed at both of them, a lityle confused by their strange expressions.

[Wild Mothman]

((for the sake of my sanity...and possibly my wall as well... I'm making another character))

Form

Name:Anna Marten

Age: 20

Job: Intern at St Barts hospital.

Personality: moderately Intelligent, but geeky and a little on the socially awkward side, which is why she often chooses to spend her time in the lab, or down in the morgue where not many people are. She is a little on the shy side as well. She works at the hospital because she wants to help people. Even if it is just finding out what killed them or what made them sick.

History Born and raised until she was 10 in New Zealand, before her parents were killed in a car accident and had to move to London, with her 5 year old sister and 15 year old brother, to live with her slightly nutty aunt. Since then it's easy to guess what happened to her.

Other: She is a fan of Sherlock and his cases, but always seems to keep missing him when he goes to the lab or the morgue. So she hasn't actually spoken to him.

[Starthorn]

((Hooray!!!))

[Gui-Chi]

Anthea pursed her lips thinking before responding "I may be able to access the girl's files..." she trailed off in though before continuing speaking "I might be able to find who the girl's real parents are, but I can't guaranty (sp?) it."

(wb... And ok then Loki Pony)

[Starthorn]

“Then please make haste in doing so.“ Sherlock scowled. He wanted them to stop talking. He desperatly needed to concentrate.
“And both of you, shut up!“ he near shouted, creasing up his nose to emphasise the point. He shut his eyes. And then suddenly, just like that, it came. How could he have been so stupid? It was the girl‘s eyes. Identical. Moriarty was... he lept forward in shock.No. It couldn‘t be.
“Search. NOW.“ he demanded, rounding on Anthea.
And yet, of course, he knew it was.

[Starryy Skiies]

Xavia jumped a bit as Sherlock's voice rose. The Doctor took a step back, "U-Uh, sure." He opened the door to the room for Sherlock. Xavia sighed, Gee, working with this guy sure will be fun. She thought sarcastically.

[Gui-Chi]

Anthea nodded, and her fingers flew across the her phone's key pad. She tried multiple searches, and discovered that the girls name was Arianna, but nothing on the parents except that her mother had died. "Name, Arianna, mother is dead and the father is unknown" she told Sherlock, still trying to find out who the girl's father was. She was better than this! Why was this taking so long! Normally she would have found that information in half the time, but it someone had put up fire Walls, making it harder for her to access the information. "That's it" she fi iced with a sigh, feeling disappointed in herself "I can't find anything else"

[Starryy Skiies]

Xavia frowned, "Odd, normally files like that would be pretty open and easy to get." She thought for a moment, "Do you know if the girl knows anybody with a high status?" She asked, thinking. Who could this girl know or be related to that can block her files?