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hemademebeg (hemademebeg) wrote in wariscoming,

Irene stirred, the sound of the girls voice cutting through her senseless stupor and rousing her temporarily. She tried to open her eyes and failed; her body was getting weaker by the second and even that action was enough to make her moan. "Sher...get..need Sherlock. Letter...his" Even through the torment she was experiencing her first thought was to get the note to him, before Jim decided to take her again and skin her properly.

Managing to open her eyes she tried to focus on the girl in front of her and failed, but even through her foggy vision she knew she didn't recognise her. Some part of her mind, the logical, matter of fact section, knew that she was in the complex and therefore safe, but that didn't stop her panicking and trying to move away instinctively. Which only caused her to moan all the more as her limbs rebelled against the suggestion and the ropes held her firmly in place.

She closed her eyes again, the pain overwhelming her, and swum between blessed oblivion and horrid awareness.


(OOC: she's tied up in a pretty complicated fashion, in a kneeling position (google shibari if you want an example, but the pics are generally NSFW!) so untying her will be a challenge unless you cut the ropes - some of them are over the removed sections of skin though, it'll need to be a delicate operation)