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Isabelle Winston

"It's easier to know it than to explain why I know it."

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a character in “A Study in Holmes”, as played by TheWinterMelody

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Full Name
Isabelle Eden Vienna Winston

Nickname(s)
||Belle or Bella||
Belle and or Bella is Isabelle’s most common nickname(s). She prefers to be called Bella rather than Isabelle or Belle, though it is usually only her sisters that call her that. Her parents believe nicknames to be improper, and her brothers call her Isabelle to bother her.

||Izzy||
A fairly uncommon nickname as Isabelle isn’t overly fond of it. She finds it childish and too ‘young’ for her. The only person she lets call her this is her youngest sister. Her brothers will also call her this to annoy her.

||Eden||
Though this is Isabelle’s first middle name, it is more common for her mother to call her ‘Eden’ rather than Isabelle. The only time her mother will call her Isabelle is in public.

Gender
Female

Birthdate:
12th March, 1990
[twenty-four years old]


Sexuality
Heterosexual
(though she is thought to be more Demisexual)


Nationality
English, mixed with some Scottish

Dialogue
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Height
5’6”

Weight
115lbs

Appearance
Isabelle is a bit of a black sheep in her family. Her auburn hair and intelligent hazel eyes set her apart from her siblings and her parents. Though her eyes will be the first to catch your attention, they rarely offer any insight into the workings of her mind, remaining locked up to all but those closest to her. Isabelle’s lips stretched into a bright smile will catch one’s eye next, before being drawn to her auburn hair that falls just bellow mid-back. Her facial features are soft and lady like matching the soft but noticeable curves of her body.

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Quirks
||Becoming Quiet||
Isabelle has fought for acceptance her whole life, whether it be from her parents and family members or the public. Because of this when she, her values, or her work are questioned, judged, or challenged she will grow extremely quiet and submissive. Even being as smart as she is, she will usually agree with the person even if they are wrong.

||Dumbing herself down||
It is no secret to her family that Isabelle is extraordinarily smart, though even in modern day when a family has title a female who has opinions is not taken kindly. Since she was young she was taught that her intellect was a dangerous thing. So she dumbs herself down to an ‘ordinary level’ acting like she doesn’t understand the more complicated things that come up in discussions when she really does.

Personality
Isabelle has always been warm, generous and acts with a gentle kindhearted grace. Calm and patient, she will listen with a caring ear and when the time is right offer advice without judgement.

Isabelle is very forgiving. Grudges are too much of a burden. She believes there is little to gain from holding onto rivalries, though there are [i]always
exceptions to every rule. When it comes to trust, she is not easily won. She finds it to be both a weakness and a strength, her open friendliness draws people to her, she is hesitant to trust them not wanting to expose herself to the worst kinds of pain.

In the public eye and to family it appears that Isabelle is all bright smiles, but it is not all bright smiles behind closed doors. Under her bright façade she has become accustomed to being pushed aside, replaced, and forgotten, good for nothing but her families title and the act of perfection she puts on. This makes her dependent on those she is close to and she finds it hard to let go of people even if the relationship is affecting her in a negative way.

Since it is so hard to gain her trust, once you do Isabelle can grow over-attached quickly, and then, when torn from those she cares for, can fall to the point of severe depression. But a titled girl from a titled family is meant to be beaming with happiness, so she pretends to be just that, painting a false smile on her lips acting like nothing truly pains her keeping up with the act, with the façade.[/i]

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History
Isabelle is the third born child to Charles Winston the thirteenth Duke of Marlborough.

Coming from one of the more well known titled families in England, she has been under the public eye since birth. As far as childhoods go, most would assume Isabelle’s was perfect, born into a rich and titled family where she could have whatever she wanted. Her childhood isn’t as perfect as it seemed to be.

Before she was walking Isabelle was making public appearances with her family, being promptly pushed aside as soon as the cameras were gone. While her two older brothers were spoiled and always had their parents attention, she was handed to a nanny and often forgot about. Even though this was the case she was still a fairly happy child.

When Isabelle was walking and talking before the age of one it became clear to her parents that she was different. The intellect that she had been gifted with in the eyes of her parents was a dangerous thing that needed to be pushed down and hidden, their daughter couldn’t be seen making other members of the Queen’s court look like fools.

Isabelle easily lost interest in her studies finding them too easy, she often found solace in music learning both the violin and the piano by the time she was ten. She was always tormented by her older brothers and they were rather merciless about it almost drowning her when she was eleven. After the event Isabelle was the one who was scolded for it. As she got older, she found herself tending to her younger siblings needs more than her own.

When she was around the age of eighteen her father promptly forced her into a relationship she didn’t want to be in, with a man who was quite the brute. The relationship was quickly ended by her parents when the man came home drunk and beat Isabelle for refusing to sleep with him, the story was kept out of the media and was fairly hush hush.

Since then Isabelle has avoided relationships. As pure as they get, she hasn’t even had her first kiss. Instead of focusing on who she should be marrying or who people wanted her to marry, she focused on the needs of her younger siblings and her studies. When she graduated Isabelle’s parents denied her the chance to go to university saying that she didn’t need to as she would never need a job. Though this upset her, she agreed, and continued her studies on her own focusing mostly on chemistry, psychology, criminology, and sociology as she had always had a knack for reading people and was rather talented when it came to human behavior.

Growing tired of always being in the spotlight, Brooklyn made the decision to leave her family home and move to the city of London hoping she could have a chance at a normal life.


Family Ties
Madeline Elizabeth WinstonMotherForty-six yearsAlive

Charles James WinstonFatherForty-seven yearsAlive

Mathias William WinstonBrotherTwenty-six yearsAlive

Edmund Matthew WinstonBrotherTwenty-six yearsAlive

Alyssa Victoria WinstonSisterNineteen yearsAlive

Lucille Elizabeth WinstonSisterThirteen yearsAlive

Alexandria Marilyn WinstonSisterNine yearsAlive

Josephine Kyla WinstonSisterFour yearsAlive

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So begins...

Isabelle Winston's Story

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"Is this the first time he's contacted you?"
Isabelle looked Sherlock in the eyes searching for any kind of answers she could get, she kept her hands in his as if she were afraid that if she let go something horrible were going to happen to her and he was acting as if that were the case as well. Isabelle had never seen Sherlock in such a state of what she could only describe as disorganization, it scared her seeing him that way, so worried, so out of place to how he usually was. Whoever this was sure knew how to get under Sherlock's skin.

"I don't even know who it is Sherlock." She replied keeping her eyes fixed on his. When she finally let go of his hands her own were shaking the anxiety in the room was unbelievably high between everyone who was there. When John got there Isabelle was sitting in Sherlock's chair her hands gently clasped together sitting in her lap, John glanced over at Sherlock before going to her kneeling before her. She barely registered that his fingers were on the pulse point in her wrist, he was checking her vitals but why? "Do you feel alright Isabelle?" John asked putting his finger up which she naturally followed, up down, left right.

"I feel fine." She replied softly glancing over at Sherlock, he still seemed unbelievably on edge, she wanted to do something for him ease the anxiety he was clearly feeling, she just wanted to reach out to him, she wasn't sure what was coming over her. "Just the letter then?" John asked directing the question at Sherlock and Molly who seemed to both just nod.

"But why did he send it to Bella?" Molly asked looking at her friend. "Perhaps, for whatever reason he thinks Bella is a good way to get to Sherlock." John suggested causing Isabelle to shift her gaze from Sherlock's back to her hands.




Bella had eventually fallen asleep curled up in Sherlock's chair, while John had returned to Mary and Molly had returned to her husband Isabelle stayed with Sherlock feeling that her leaving the flat, leaving his sight wouldn't help the matter as it seemed the letter being delivered to her personally was the cause of the distress between everyone. So, she stayed where she was drifting to sleep at around midnight.

"Miss me Sherlock?" Moriarty chuckled walking into the room, he assumed that Sherlock had been expecting him since Isabelle had received the letter. "You've had to have missed me a little bit." He continued moving towards Bella keeping his eyes fixed on her tiny sleeping frame. "So what is it about her? You have to tell me." Moriarty went over to her picking up a piece of her red hair holding it between her fingers chuckling at the reaction Sherlock gave though Bella didn't stir at all.

"What makes her so special, that she can make even your blood run hot? You never looked at the others that way. The stolen glances, its sickening really." He clicked his tongue putting his hands in his pockets catching Sherlock's glare. "Falling prey to your human instincts? How boring you have become Sherlock, how...ordinary. She is pretty I will give you that, you might has to share her with me." He chuckled slightly, now he was just tempting a reaction out of the detective.

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Sherlock glared at Moriarty, and when he touched Isabelle's hair his face visibly reddened. "You keep your hands off of her," Sherlock demanded, his voice a deep growl. He took a few steps forward, attempting to put distance between Isabelle and Moriarty. He was infuriated, his anger overcoming is questions and curiosity. He didn't want to ask questions, he just wanted the intruder out. Moriarty smiled, seeing how probing got the reaction he wanted. He backed up, knowing that Sherlock would strike him if he didn't do as he was told. "Oh? Did I strike a nerve in the nerveless Sherlock Holmes?... She really has changed you, hasn't she?" Moriarty cackled.

Sherlock's brows lowered as his anger was starting to spin out of control. "Get out," He growled through clenched teeth. His nose started to wrinkle in disgust. Moriarty stared at him, a small smile in his eyes. "You best get rid of her, Sherlock, if you wish to go back to the way you use to be... Unfeeling... Straight forward... No distractions... Focused" Sherlock took a few steps forward, his fists tightening. Moriarty's face contorted into one of a look of fear for a split second as he franticly took a few large steps back. Quickly gaining his composure he glared at Sherlock. "I will win this battle, Sherlock... I always win."

Sherlock sprung forward before Moriarty could react. He grabbed the other mans perfectly tailored shirt. Shoving him against the wall, he pressed his face close to Moriarty's. "You didn't win the day you shot yourself... That was you... Giving up... Losing," Sherlock hissed. Fist still wrapped in Moriarty's shirt he shoved him towards the door of the flat before shoving him out and down the stairs. Moriarty toppled down them, letting out a cry of pain when his wrist smacked against the edge of one of the stairs, bone cracking as he rolled on it, breaking his wrist. He got up without a moments hesitation when he his the ground floor, glaring up at Sherlock. "You'll regret that" He growled before storming out of the flat. Sherlock glared down the stairs before turning back, going into the living room again.

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The noise from the encounter surprisingly didn't wake Isabelle up, though she hadn't been sleeping this was the first time she had actually slept in she didn't know how long so perhaps it wasn't so surprising that she didn't wake up. She did wake up in the morning to the sun light filtering into the room, she stretched slightly before opening her eyes. She didn't see Sherlock at first until she looked over at the kitchen where she saw the detective. She got up and went over to him.

"Did you sleep at all?" Isabelle assumed he hadn't but decided she would ask anyway. According to John Sherlock rarely slept if at all, she wondered how he didn't collapse of exhaustion, she had come close to doing that herself a few times. She looked at him smiling slightly at the detective, he needed to smile more, he was always so serious. "Did you get any further with the case?"