I hate summaries. I always take too long about them, and they turn into little stories of their own. I am called by many names (and several epithets) but there are only two you need to know. Aurora (to my friends) and Onyx (to my coworkers). You see, I am a professional thief. Or rather, I was, until one successful job brought in enough cash for me to start the business of my dreams.
Nothing is ever that simple. Due to an accident with a time machine and a moose (don't ask) I was inadvertently kicked back just about one hundred and fifteen years. One moment I'm walking down a London street with my partner in crime (literally) and the next I'm fending off toughs in an alley. And doing a bloody good job too, I might add. And the moment after that, I'm faking unconsciousness in the famous sitting room of Sherlock Holmes. Long story short, we became very good friends, despite a few minor misunderstandings.
Upon arrival back in the good ol' modern era, I tracked down the scientist with the time machine and cut him a deal. I would continue to fund his experiments in temporal mechanics, if he would let me visit Baker Street every once and a while.
On my next visit to Holmes and Watson, I arrived just in time to help solve a murder case in a rather grand fashion. Here's where it gets interesting. Holmes and I were hanging about in his apartment, waiting for the 21st Century Express to roll by, when someone decided to make good on one of the death threats Holmes received on a regular basis. One broken window later and Holmes is helping me to my feet, asking if I'm alright. Perfect moment to break to commercial. And now, back to our show.
=/\= Aurora Harland =/\=
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.•´¨`•»¦«•Kerowyn•»¦«•´¨`•.
Nothing is ever that simple. Due to an accident with a time machine and a moose (don't ask) I was inadvertently kicked back just about one hundred and fifteen years. One moment I'm walking down a London street with my partner in crime (literally) and the next I'm fending off toughs in an alley. And doing a bloody good job too, I might add. And the moment after that, I'm faking unconsciousness in the famous sitting room of Sherlock Holmes. Long story short, we became very good friends, despite a few minor misunderstandings.
Upon arrival back in the good ol' modern era, I tracked down the scientist with the time machine and cut him a deal. I would continue to fund his experiments in temporal mechanics, if he would let me visit Baker Street every once and a while.
On my next visit to Holmes and Watson, I arrived just in time to help solve a murder case in a rather grand fashion. Here's where it gets interesting. Holmes and I were hanging about in his apartment, waiting for the 21st Century Express to roll by, when someone decided to make good on one of the death threats Holmes received on a regular basis. One broken window later and Holmes is helping me to my feet, asking if I'm alright. Perfect moment to break to commercial. And now, back to our show.
=/\= Aurora Harland =/\=
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Questions, comments, critisicms, complaints? Make your voice heard.
.•´¨`•»¦«•Kerowyn•»¦«•´¨`•.