Name:
Arlis KirkAge:
29 (Not to be confused with 30!

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Height:
5'3"Weight:
Never ask a lady!Body Build:
Petite but strong, very defined legs (Not that you need to be looking!)
Eye Color:
HazelHair Color:
BrownHair Length:
Layered and sometimes very choppy down just past the shoulder bladesOther:
A scar on the left side of her neck from where she oh-so-clumsily fell into a glass coffee table and a small tattoo on the inside of her right ankle-- a symbol that she never brings up unless asked.It was one of those years where
everything seemed to be going wrong. The boyfriend leaves, the father dies, the coffee table manages to break into a thousand pieces somehow, and then that promotion never comes and you're running low on cash since that good-for-nothin' boyfriend has left you with all the rent this month.
That's why she moved to Las Vegas.
Why not Sin City of any place on earth? It's got those... casinos... and... those people... OH! Don't forget the-- Wait, no,
that was cancelled last year. Hmm. Remind me why I'm here again?
When the world had collapsed, and even the P.D back home faltered and left her with nothing to do, a partner that spent most of his time sleeping,
and not enough money to pay the bills, Arlis decided to call up an old friend down in the Nevada desert to see if she was willing to help her make a fresh start. Of course she was! They had been friends since high school, after all. There was even a career opportunity. With a name like 'Sin City,' how can there
not be a need for someone with experience in Criminalistics?
She moved in with said friend within a few weeks, leaving her sister and aunt (the only family left) back in North Dakota. Yep. That's right. North Dakota. Now, she lives rather happily in Vegas, and though it hasn't been long at all, she's decided on staying for a bit... hopefully... sort of?
Kirk is aprehensive by nature, but also very inquisitive. As a child, she had wanted to be a doctor, then she decided on being just a mommy, and finally switched to law. When law school proved too obnoxious for her tastes, she moved into a different branch of Criminal Justice. Crime Scene Investigation. Despite her squeamish past (there had been an incident with the frogs her sophmore year of high school, but that's another story all together) she really got into it, finding the pro's to be outweighing the con's. Almost literally. Because of Con's being short for Convicts. Hah. Okay, no? Right.

And it has been her passion ever since.
She's a classy dresser, always in the suits and never in the jeans, but she's not as high-maintenence as some may think. Make-up is something she generally steers clear of, unless of course there is that one blasted blemish that refuses to leave no matter what the treatment!!... And her hair is always down unless she's in the Lab... or eating... whichever comes first.
On a more personal note, I am Samantha. And yes, I go by Samantha and not much else, unless you really see it fit (Ohbahgosh EDIT:: You can totally call me Samka. It's a nickname that originated from my friends who know of my
other sad obsession which would happen to be the Sam/Luka ship from E.R. Yeah, its' a good nick-name and it's like the only one I have. Okay. Done with the editing). I'm a CSI junkie with some serious addiction problems. This is my first CSI RolePlay, so please don't kill me or toss anything at me that might cause blunt force trauma.