Devious Journal Entry"Please!"Devious Journal Entry by Ashton-Hadley-RP
Tristan was hanging on his godmother's pant leg, begging her to take him to the park. Ash tried to tell him no, but he was looking up at her with those gorgeous green eyes she so loved, and he needed the exercise, and he had been a good boy lately
She sighed and ruffled his hair. "Alright, we'll go. But only for half an hour."
"Yay!" the little boy raced into the bedroom to get his socks and shoes. Chuckling, Ash followed after him. Despite his squirming, they were able to successfully get him into his socks, shoes, and jacket. Ash put on some boots and a sweater, albeit much more quickly, especially since she already had been wearing socks. After making sure they had Mr Buggles, they were all ready to go.
The two decided to walk to the local playground. It had sand, not woodchips (which Ash was eternally grateful for), a large play structure, and lots of grass all around. Immediately the little boy led her to their favourite place- the swings. Tris
Possible new case/s?((EDIT: Finally done with finals, school, and just finished finalizing my schedule for workPossible new case/s? by Greg-Lestrade-RP
Lost With Nothing To DoHer hands felt empty without her blackberry in them. Not that she couldn't pull it out, it was only in her purse not two feet away... But days off where she could actually relax, where everything would be handled with entirely without her, were rare and she needed to take advantage of it while she could.Lost With Nothing To Do by Anthea-RP
Her hands itched to pull out her blackberry anyway.
But as she sat here, in this dinky, hole-in-the-wall cafe and sipped at her chai tea she watched the other people around her. What exactly did she have that she could do today?
She had no real hobbies, no friends outside of work, even her clothes were a combination of her personas that she'd just selected at random rather than carefully constructing a personality for. Her shirt was Margret's, her shoes Jean's, her skirt Hope's...
She fingered the skirt thoughtfully. Hope had been shoved in the back of her closet for years now, she'd been created for a case and then never bothered with again. The bohemian-style clothing style didn't fi
Josie was born in a small town to an Italian mother and local father. Josie's always known her parents love her, but she's not very close to them as they just don't understand her. She was determined enough to put herself through two years of a fairly decent college until she finally won the scholarship she'd been aiming for at Queen Mary, University of London. She's still new to London and is loving the adventure of the big city, though she doesn't yet know how adventurous her life is about to get when she lands a job at Scotland Yard and enters the circle of Sherlock Holmes.|
Josie is about 5'3'', with pixie-cut, medium-brown hair streaked (rather badly) with bright blue. Her eyes are a bit lighter than the typical brown, fairly normal except that they're a bit large. She's a bit on the chunky side- that is, solidly built, not chubby. Though best known for her impatience, when she really cares, she can work at something for hours straight. She's intelligent, smart-mouthed, and outgoing, with a hidden flair for acting. You know that friend who embarrasses you but doesn't care? Yeah, something like that.
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