I'm Sally and I'm twelve years old. I'm going to be in the police like my dad is, and he says that I'm not allowed to take any rubbish from people. He says to stand up for myself and say what I think! My favourite colour is light purple, and mum says that's good because she says I should be more feminine or something like that. (BBC Sherlock RP blog for a canon character although she is obviously younger. Will RP with anyone at all.)
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//They're not. I love them. Thank you so much. <3
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I'm back!
Back from my holidays! I have proper WiFi and everything now!
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[Did you want to continue that RP we had?
I think so. I'm not completely sure...
I think I replied...
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Sally shook her head.
"I haven't seen the receptionist today, sorry. I think she's out ill, but I'm not sure," she smiled at the woman.
There was no one more in the room, even the receptionist, just the little girl, so Molly walked towards her.
“Excuse me…hi…have you seen the receptionist?”
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Quaint? Who you calling quaint?
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Oh, Sally Donovan in miniature. How quaint.
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Sally was at work with her dad. She didn't mind too much, but what she did mind what that she wasn't allowed to go to crime scenes with her dad, which was what she really wanted to do. She wanted to see what all of her dad's job was like, not just the boring inside bit. However, she knew that Detective Inspector Lestrade wouldn't mind having her around while he was on a break, and so she made her way to his office.
Along the way, she passed a woman with pretty red hair, and Sally thought that she might have seen her before, but she wasn't completely sure.
Molly walked into the new Scotland Yard, feeling a bit intimidated. Lestrade had called her, telling he need some paperworks from an autopsy that she performed, of a man who was murdered. He hadn’t time to go to the hospital, so he had asked Molly the favour of bring the papers to him. So, there she was. Nervously, she text him telling that she was waiting in the reception hallway, when she saw a little girl walking for the room.
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What do you mean?
-gives her a sad smile- Not everyone is as nice as they seem.
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I don't go near the people who seem nice. Or near the people who seem nasty.
Yeah, you are. And I’m not just saying that cause I’m older. You shouldn’t be out alone.
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//Could you? Would that be possible? I wouldn't know how to start.
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Why shouldn't I?
How are you? Aren’t you a bit young to bit out on your own?
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I'm twelve. I'm almost a teenager. I'm not too young at all.
Nice to meet you, Sally. I’m Tomi.
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*looks at him with wide eyes before sprinting off*
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*hums*
No, you’re not. But you are young, and there might be bad people about.
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Bad people? I'm not scared of any bad people!
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So, Sally, what are you doing about on your own?
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