A woman sighed as she paced around her room, her hands to her lips in a usual fashion. The tall and lanky woman wore a black suit with a white collared shirt underneath and black dress shoes, her hair lay in a curly black mess at her shoulders. She always had to look good. She kept pacing until she had a thought that struck her, she clapped her hands loudly and moved to her "lab" which was actually the kitchen. She opened the fridge and saw the head that was in it and moved it to the side to reach for a specific chemical that she needed. She pulled the tube out and set it on the table, putting on her typical hazard apron and safety goggles she leaned over the chemical and started to mix it into some other questionable and mysterious liquids.<br/><br/>This woman who was frantically working was called Sherlock Holmes. She was a great detective, that worked for no one but herself. She enjoyed taking on cases through the police department and they knew it. Most of the officers in the forensics lab called her a freak since she actually enjoyed investigating crime scenes. Especially the more peculiar ones. Sherlock took on any case that interested her and quickly dismissed the ones that seemed boring. She couldn't stand boredom, she always had to be doing something.<br/><br/>Sherlock stopped when she heard a new voice. The person had entered her apartment unexpectedly, she got up and took off her hazard suit and goggles and set them down quietly on the table as she moved to the door way of the kitchen. When she heard that it was just someone here for the assistant ad she had put in the paper she got excited.<br/><br/>"Ah! Here for the ad? Yes I am Holmes, Sherlock Holmes." The woman looked down at the much shorter woman and inspected her by her clothing and how she carried herself. Just by looking at this woman she could tell that she lived alone, that she served in the army as a field doctor and that she has issues with her leg because of an injury probably due to her service. Sherlock flashed a smile at the woman before pushing past her to grab something from her messy desk, pushing all of the other papers that were on top of the thing she needed on the floor.