Aja Austin

Hi there. My name's Aja. Welcome and all that. //This blog is new and currently under construction. 'A.J.' Austin is an original character for the BBC series Sherlock. For more information, take a look at the 'about' page. sc_online_i(772308,"d2d5d7","2f2b27"); Free Tumblr Online Counter

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Appearance

I had piercings beside the ears 

I want piercings besides the ears.

I have a scar.

I tan easily.

I wish my hair was a different color.

I have friends who have never seen my natural hair color.

I have/want a tattoo.

I can be self-conscious about my appearance.

I have/had braces

I have more than two piercings. 

Embarrassment

Disney movies still make me cry sometimes.

I’ve laughed so hard I’ve cried.

I’ve glued my hand to something. 

I’ve laughed until some kind of beverage came out of my nose

I’ve had my pants rip in public.

I’ve touched something sharp/hot/etc to see if it would hurt.

Health

I’ve gotten stitches.

I’ve broken or dislocated a bone.

I’ve had my tonsils removed.

I’ve had my wisdom teeth removed.

I’ve had chicken pox

Travel

I’ve been to Florida.

I’ve driven/ridden over 200 miles in one day.

I’ve been on a plane.

I’ve been to California

I’ve been to Asia.

I’ve been to Niagara Falls.

I’ve been to Vanuatu or the Mystery Islands.

I’ve been to the Caribbean.

I’ve been to Europe.

Experiences

I’ve gotten lost in my city.

I’ve seen a shooting star.

I’ve wished on a shooting star.

I’ve seen a meteor shower.

I’ve gone out in public in my pajamas.

I’ve pushed all the buttons on an elevator.

I’ve slapped someone.

I’ve crashed a car. 

I’ve been skiing.

I’ve been in a musical. 

I’ve auditioned for something.

I’ve been on stage.

I’ve caught a snowflake on my tongue.

I’ve sat on a rooftop at night.

I’ve pranked someone.

I’ve ridden in a taxi.

Honesty / Crime

I’ve been threatened to be arrested.

I’ve done something I promised someone I wouldn’t.

I’ve done something I promised myself I wouldn’t.

I’ve snuck out.

I’ve lied about my whereabouts.

I’ve cheated while playing a game.

I’ve been in a fist fight.

Death

I’m afraid of dying.

I hate funerals.

I’ve seen someone/something die.

Someone I know has attempted/committed suicide.

I have attempted suicide.

I’ve thought about suicide before.

I’ve written a eulogy for myself.

Materialism

I own over 5 rap CD’s.

I’m obsessed with anime/manga.

I collected comic books.

I own a lot of makeup.

I own something from Pac Sun.

I own something from The Gap.

I own something I got on E-Bay.

I own something from Abercrombie.

I thrive on compliments.

I thrive on hate.

Random

I can sing low key.

I’ve stolen a tray from a fast food restaurant.

I open up to others easily.

I watch the news occasionally or always.

I don’t like to kill bugs.

I sing in the shower.

I’m a morning person.

I’m a sports fanatic.

I twirl my hair.

I care about grammar.

I love to spam friends.

I’ve copied more than 30 CD’s in a day.

I bake well.

I would wear pajamas to school.

I like Martha Stewart.

I laugh at my own jokes.

I eat fast food weekly.

I’ve not turned something in and still got an A in a certain class.

I can’t sleep if there’s a spider in the room.

I’m really ticklish.

I like white chocolate.

I bite/used to bite my nails.

I’m good at remembering names.

I’m good at remembering dates.  

I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life.

People

..used to ask if I was anorexic/bulimic. 

..called me fat.

..have said I’m skinny.

..have said I’m ugly.

..have said I’m pretty.

..have spread rumors about me.

..force me to eat.

..say I eat too much.

..say I eat too little.

Eating

I’ve lost weight quickly.

I’ve gained weight quickly. 

I’m at my thinnest.

I’m at my biggest.

I’ve lost weight and kept it off.

I’ve lost weight, but gained it back.

My weight affects my mood.

I diet.

I’m vegan/vegetarian.

I exercise.

I’ve fainted from exhaustion.

Family

I’ve sworn at my parents.

I’ve planned to run away from home before.

I’ve run away from home.

I have a sibling less than one year old.

I want kids in the future.

I’ve had kids.

I’ve lost a child.

Bad times

I regularly drink.

I can’t swallow pills

I can swallow numerous pills at a time without difficulty.

I’ve been diagnosed with depression at some point.

I have/had anxiety problems.

I shut others out when I’m upset.

I don’t have anyone to talk to when I’m upset about something personal.

I have taken/take anti-depressants.

I’ve slept an entire day before. 

I’ve plotted revenge.

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Open starter

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London rarely looked more depressing than it did when Aja left her flat that morning. In one hand, she held a hideously pink umbrella, in the other, two thick envelopes and her bike keys. The string of swear words she spat out as she crossed the parking lot was covered by the sound of the roaring wind and rain, preventing her from seeing any further than the old bike shed. As usual, her bicycle was the only thing occupying the small, dingy space, and it was with a dramatic sigh that she rammed the key into its lock. The cheap material of the envelopes was quickly turning damp, and she realised that she wouldn’t reach the office without ruining the documents they contained. Just her luck. Apparently taking out files that shouldn’t have left the proximity of her office didn’t always go without consequences. A spiteful smile made it onto her lips as she left the shed, now clasping both the umbrella and the envelopes in one hand. She was going to have to come up with a good excuse or two before she reached work, that was for sure. Turning various possibilities over in her head, she didn’t bother looking around as she stepped onto the sidewalk, completely oblivious to the person approaching her. It was only when her bike collided with them that her head snapped up. Her envelopes fell from her tight grip before she knew it. Ruined for sure, now. Fantastic. “Fucking… For chrissake,” she muttered, narrowing her eyes to get a better view of the stranger who had ran into her bike. “Watch it, would you?”

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Oh, I was not made for heaven. No, I don’t want to go to heaven. Hell is much better. Think of all the interesting people you’re going to meet down there!

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London rarely looked more depressing than it did when Aja left her flat that morning. In one hand, she held a hideously pink umbrella, in the other, two thick envelopes and her bike keys. The string of swear words she spat out as she crossed the parking lot was covered by the sound of the roaring wind and rain, preventing her from seeing any further than the old bike shed. As usual, her bicycle was the only thing occupying the small, dingy space, and it was with a dramatic sigh that she rammed the key into its lock. The cheap material of the envelopes was quickly turning damp, and she realised that she wouldn’t reach the office without ruining the documents they contained. Just her luck. Apparently taking out files that shouldn’t have left the proximity of her office didn’t always go without consequences. A spiteful smile made it onto her lips as she left the shed, now clasping both the umbrella and the envelopes in one hand. She was going to have to come up with a good excuse or two before she reached work, that was for sure. Turning various possibilities over in her head, she didn’t bother looking around as she stepped onto the sidewalk, completely oblivious to the person approaching her. It was only when her bike collided with them that her head snapped up. Her envelopes fell from her tight grip before she knew it. Ruined for sure, now. Fantastic. “Fucking… For chrissake,” she muttered, narrowing her eyes to get a better view of the stranger who had ran into her bike. “Watch it, would you?”

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A Treacherous Exchange

Moran. Common name, that. Finding the file had proved to be a piece of cake, reading it had been a drag. It was a mystery to Aja why the particular file of one Moran, S. was of enough importance to the people behind Moriarty to risk an exchange. Apparently they were interested enough in getting their hands on said file, which was exactly why Aja left work earlier than she usually did, still the last one to leave the office.

  She realised that she should have been nervous about what she was about to get herself into, but it was with a self-satisfied smile that she mounted her bike and risked her way onto the busy streets of London. An eye for an eye was what they said, wasn’t it, and with her feel for drama, any trace of nervousness disappeared as soon as she left the office, the thought of getting caught never crossing her mind once. It was information on Moriarty that she wanted, and she was about to get her hands on it. She had more important things on her mind than being uneasy about the exchange that was about to take place. The Moran file wasn’t telling in the slightest and it was unthinkable that any harm could be done by leaking some minor information.

  Unsurprisingly, it was in no way part of her job to get involved in any criminal activity in any way, but office jobs? They got boring quickly, even for Aja, who was so invested in her field that leaving the computer to take a break proved unnecessary most of the time. Some legwork, just like they did in the movies, would be a welcome change.

  Aja wasn’t sure what exactly she'd expected, but the building they had arranged to meet at seemed surprisingly normal, as she locked her bike and made her way inside. She did hesitate before turning the doorknob, nervousness getting the better of her for a second, but stepped inside soon enough, just as eager to see what was coming as she had been to reach the building. 

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100 facts about Aja. #6

She doesn't know what's behind the name of Moriarty, and even though it is her job to scientifically approach the subject of crime, this very name may very well be a not so secret obsession of hers.