The Bird's Nest

DURMSTRANG { wear }

[sparrowholmes]

OOC: Hiatus of Remembrance

I'm going on hiatus from all three of my blogs for around a week because my cousin Misha (icecoldmischief) passed away today around one o'clock. 

I'll be back sometime late next week.

R.I.P Yevginni Misha Kolovichski... you will be missed.

[gothicprep]

drugs? no thanks, the only “high” i need is the natural rush you get from committing a murder.

[sparrowholmes]

The Caged Bird (Closed RP with sh-onthesideoftheangels)

[sparrowholmes]

“Three days.” she finally mumbled. “I don’t know who it was… I barely saw their faces.”  She didn’t want to talk about what happened. Even the memories pained her

[sh-onthesideoftheangels-blog]

Sherlock sighed. “Please, Sparrow, I need to know… I need to know what I can and what I shouldn’t do and I need to know if there is anything that must be treated right away. No one will hurt you anymore - just tell me.”

[sparrowholmes]

"Th-they beat me" she whimpered. "I-I h-have some broken ribs... and I haven't eaten ... and I'm so tired Papa... I want to go home."

[sparrowholmes]

[sparrowholmes]

She smiled a mischievous smile. “I said he finds no fault…. other than being related to you.” she laughed.

“Which you appreciate a lot more than being related to him.” 

“True, you’ve always been there for me.” 

[moriartyanswersall-deactivated2]

“You pay me back quite well.” 

[sparrowholmes]

“I’m glad you think so Uncle Jim.” 

[moriartyanswersall-deactivated2]

“If that changes though, so does our relationship.”

[sparrowholmes]

"That;s understandable... and it goes both ways.."

[jack-scarecrow-deactivated20150]

Daimon:”But you are armed as well, and with a fire gun. You is better armed, right?”*I said, raising a brow.*

[sparrowholmes]

“Indeed I am more heavily armed but I do not intend to use my gun, I am unsure of your intentions though.”

[jack-scarecrow-deactivated20150]

Daimon:”Fair well. I will not do any harm to you.”

[sparrowholmes]

Sparrow nodded and evened out her stance, less defensive and friendlier."

[tutivilllus]

[jack-scarecrow-deactivated20150]

Daimon:”But you are armed as well, and with a fire gun. You is better armed, right?”*I said, raising a brow.*

[sparrowholmes]

"Indeed I am more heavily armed but I do not intend to use my gun, I am unsure of your intentions though."

[claudiawillows]

Something Bittersweet| Open RP

Claudia had felt enough damage had been done just by sitting there in London. She wanted to leave… She wanted to say good bye to the people she loved but she didn’t want to hurt them anymore.

She had bought a new cellphone… thankfully they were able to give her the same number. She saw it buzz on the table of the cheap hotel room she was staying in as she packed,

[sparrowholmes]

[text] Claudia where are you? Are you okay? 

text me when you can

-Little Bird

[claudiawillows]

Claudia looked at her phone and smiled slightly. 

[text] Hey Sparrow, what’s up -CW

[sparrowholmes]

[text] Where are you! I'm worried sick!

-Little Bird

[jack-scarecrow-deactivated20150]

The Bird's Nest: A new face (Closed Rp with jack-and-raven-ask)

((The Writer: A guy.))

Daimon:"Why are you afraid of me?"*I asked, noticing her movements. My purple eyes started shinning a little.*

[sparrowholmes]

"I'm not afraid... just cautious... you are armed." She told him frankly. "I deal with danger a lot so it's instinctive to put distance between me and a possible threat."

[sparrowholmes]

A new face (Closed Rp with jack-and-raven-ask)

[jack-scarecrow-deactivated20150]

“This does mean I should tell my identity to you? You may be someone chasing me, couldn’t you?”*I asked, raising a brow from the middle of the leaves.*

[sparrowholmes]

“I promise I mean you no harm.” Sparrow said opening her arms in a sign of peace.

[jack-scarecrow-deactivated20150]

*I raised a brow. I then jumped from the branch, falling close to her. I had a big blue hair, with two big locks like waves to the right side, and two others covering my right eye. I had shinning purple eyes, and the last of a smile on my face. I was wearing a black shirt under a purple overcoat to my feet, and common jeans, together with some old boots. I had two blades sheathed on my hips:*”I am Daimon.”

[sparrowholmes]

(Is Daimon male or female)

"Hello Daimon." Sparrow said taking a step back noticing the sheathed blades, of course she had her hand gun with her, inside her coat, but didn't want any trouble.

[sparrowholmes]

The Caged Bird (Closed RP with sh-onthesideoftheangels)

[sparrowholmes]

Sparrow burrowed into her father’s chest, yelping when she pushed on her broken ribs. She leaned her head on Sherlock’s chest listening to his heart beat as she sobbed, she just wanted to be home in 221b with Sherlock and John. She didn’t want talk about it.

She wanted it all to stop hurting.

[sh-onthesideoftheangels-blog]

Sherlock closed his eyes focusing on his breathing for a few seconds as he held his daughter, one hand already reaching for his mobile, but finding it to have no coverage and he bit back a curse.

“Sparrow, I need you to tell me what happened, who it was, what they did and how long you have been here. Please.”

[sparrowholmes]

"Three days." she finally mumbled. "I don't know who it was... I barely saw their faces."  She didn't want to talk about what happened. Even the memories pained her

[sparrowholmes]

[sparrowholmes]

She smiled a mischievous smile. “I said he finds no fault…. other than being related to you.” she laughed.

“Which you appreciate a lot more than being related to him.” 

“True, you’ve always been there for me.” 

[moriartyanswersall-deactivated2]

“You pay me back quite well.” 

[sparrowholmes]

"I'm glad you think so Uncle Jim." 

[sparrowholmes]

The Caged Bird (Closed RP with sh-onthesideoftheangels)

[sparrowholmes]

Sparrow stilled. She knew that voice, knew what it meant.

It meant she was safe, it meant no one was going to hurt her.

“P-Papa?” She looked up through the blood matted mess of her bangs at her father. “PAPA!” 

She reached out for Sherlock, desperate to be held  to curl against his chest and hear the reassuring sound of his heart beat. 

[sh-onthesideoftheangels-blog]

Sherlock rested a hand on his daughter’s shoulder, his brain already spurring back into action after the initial shock and he leaned down, opening one of the security pins he had always attatched to his coat to pick the lock of the chain around her neck before leaning over her again, gathering her in his arms.

“What happened?”, he asked, holding her.

[sparrowholmes]

Sparrow burrowed into her father's chest, yelping when she pushed on her broken ribs. She leaned her head on Sherlock's chest listening to his heart beat as she sobbed, she just wanted to be home in 221b with Sherlock and John. She didn't want talk about it.

She wanted it all to stop hurting.

[slapkity]

I CAN HEAR SOMEBODY PLAYING THE SHERLOCK TUNE ACROSS MY ROAD

[slapkity]

I AM HOME ALONE SO I JUST SHOUTED “MORIARTY WHY?” AND THEY JUST STOPPED PLAYING

[slapkity]

OMFG THEY SHOUTED BACK “IM SO SORRY JOHN” I THINK IVE FOUND MY SOUL MATE

[masterfulbitch]

I ship it

[claudiawillows]

Something Bittersweet| Open RP

Claudia had felt enough damage had been done just by sitting there in London. She wanted to leave… She wanted to say good bye to the people she loved but she didn’t want to hurt them anymore.

She had bought a new cellphone… thankfully they were able to give her the same number. She saw it buzz on the table of the cheap hotel room she was staying in as she packed,

[sparrowholmes]

[text] Claudia where are you? Are you okay? 

text me when you can

-Little Bird

[sparrowholmes]

A new face (Closed Rp with jack-and-raven-ask)

[jack-scarecrow-deactivated20150]

“This does mean I should tell my identity to you? You may be someone chasing me, couldn’t you?”*I asked, raising a brow from the middle of the leaves.*

[sparrowholmes]

"I promise I mean you no harm." Sparrow said opening her arms in a sign of peace.

[sparrowholmes]

The Caged Bird (Closed RP with sh-onthesideoftheangels)

[sparrowholmes]

Sparrow pulled back as she felt the man touch her neck.

“Please,” she begged “Don’t hurt me!”

[sh-onthesideoftheangels-blog]

Sherlock paused, immediately letting go of the girl. That voice… God, no. She was supposed to be on a trip with her friend. It couldn’t… he wouldn’t allow…

But he was a man to trust his senses, to he took a deep breath, leaning over the figure just enough to get a  look at her.

“… Sparrow?”

[sparrowholmes]

Sparrow stilled. She knew that voice, knew what it meant.

It meant she was safe, it meant no one was going to hurt her.

"P-Papa?" She looked up through the blood matted mess of her bangs at her father. "PAPA!" 

She reached out for Sherlock, desperate to be held  to curl against his chest and hear the reassuring sound of his heart beat.