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Post by Irene on Nov 28, 2007 19:01:56 GMT -5
"For how long?"
*She leaned in, as if sharing a secret*
"As I said, someone might not mind this new state of affairs. Someone less particular than you about Miss Adler's wishes."
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Post by Sherlock Holmes on Nov 28, 2007 19:09:33 GMT -5
*Holmes' eyes narrowed.*
"You'd go back to that fiend?" *he spat.* "You would choose degradation?"
*His hooded eyes searched her face intently.*
"Irene... I know you're there."
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Post by Irene on Nov 28, 2007 19:19:23 GMT -5
"Call for her all you want- she won't answer."
*But the woman who spoke seemed to be getting a touch weaker*
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Post by Sherlock Holmes on Nov 28, 2007 19:21:00 GMT -5
*Holmes' eyes glittered.*
"Indeed? I beg to differ."
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Post by Irene on Nov 28, 2007 19:22:37 GMT -5
"Shut up!", *she spat. Grabbing at him through the bars, kissed him as best she could, seeming to try to gain vitality through lust*
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Post by Sherlock Holmes on Nov 28, 2007 19:25:34 GMT -5
*To his everlasting chagrin, he responded as a man to water in the desert. He had never stopped wanting her, not from that first kiss that had upended his entire world. And she looked, and felt, and smelled like Irene. It was only to remember her by, he told himself. Only...
He ripped himself away, panting, his impassive mask finally having slipped.*
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Post by Irene on Nov 28, 2007 19:36:04 GMT -5
"You want her!", *she hissed.* "You want me!Why bother to deny it?"
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Post by Sherlock Holmes on Nov 28, 2007 21:30:23 GMT -5
*Holmes stared at her, eyes dark.*
"I don't deny it," *he said.* "I don't deny that I want her. She... is not you."
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Post by Irene on Nov 28, 2007 21:34:06 GMT -5
*She put her hand to her head for a moment, then regained herself*
"I'm in the mood, love. It's you or one of the guards. And I'm sure they wouldn't have any complaints."
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Post by Sherlock Holmes on Nov 28, 2007 21:39:37 GMT -5
*Striken, he made a reflexive move towards her.*
"They wouldn't..." *But he knew they would. Could he hold her off until it passed? Until... she became herself again? He had encountered madwomen before, but never like this.
Never like her.*
"So you are a blackmailer, after all."
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Post by Irene on Nov 28, 2007 21:43:06 GMT -5
"Sticks and stones, Mr. Detective..."
*Her speech was a bit slower than it had been before. For half a second, a look of pain flshed across her face*
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Post by Sherlock Holmes on Nov 28, 2007 21:49:22 GMT -5
"Merely an observation," *he said mildly.*
*At her expression, Holmes reached for her despite his better judgment.*
"What do you want from me, really?" *he asked her, his voice harsh.*
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Post by Irene on Nov 28, 2007 22:03:49 GMT -5
"Sensation", *she whisperd as an answer.*
*She closed her eyes for a moment, battling the change inside her head*
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Post by Sherlock Holmes on Nov 29, 2007 2:52:25 GMT -5
*His eyes glittered as he studied her troubled face. It looked like another change was coming upon her; and whatever he could not explain, he could not deny what was happening in front of him. He grasped her hand.*
"Irene," *he said intently, as if he could draw her out.*
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Post by Irene on Nov 29, 2007 17:54:40 GMT -5
"No!", *she screamed, rearing back as if she were an angry cat* "You won't get rid of me!"
*Pressed against the wall, she glared daggers at him*
"You won't get rid of me..."
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