226. Handcuffed Meme

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Handcuffed Meme

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Irene Adler (movie-verse)

[missthewoman]

[At least she can't say this hasn't happened before, now.]

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[manicuredangel]

[How did he get into this mess? He recalled having tea with Miss Adler and then insisting on walking her back to her home. It was on the way there that they had been attacked and abducted.]

Goodness... They did not need to hit me so hard...

[missthewoman]

[Perhaps this was bound to happen eventually, but a shame Aziraphale had to be mixed up in it as well.]

Apologies, dear. Usually the hired help is a bit more gentle while waylaying me.

[Reaching up to her hair she reached for a hairpin... and her fingers found none.
...Oh, but they were good if they had thought to take her hairpins. With a look of concentration she slowly fingered through her hair, hoping they had missed one.]

[manicuredangel]

Rather uncouth, I would say. But it would make sense they'd be more gentle with you. At least they have manners enough to handle a lady such as yourself more kindly.

[missthewoman]

Oh, they don't always have manners. But then at least I can give them a little what-for in return.

Mmm. [With a dissatisfied hum she frowned as she let go of her hair. Not a single one.]

[manicuredangel]

May I ask... Do you know the reason behind our abduction?

[missthewoman]

I believe it might have something to do with a little souvenir I picked up recently. Some countries can be really quite picky about what you bring home with you.

[Her smile is all the innocence~
And after giving him that reassuring smile, she scans their surroundings. Whatever this building is, it's vast, stark and dim save for the light coming in from narrow windows just under the roof. The heavy-looking wooden crates would confirm this to be a warehouse. (How disappointingly cliche.)]

[manicuredangel]

... Souvenir? What in the world did you pick up that would cause this sort of response?

[missthewoman]

Mmm~ just a little something called Hortensia.

[Well, it seems that she'll go to the second plan for picking the lock of the handcuffs that they've so innocently avoided commenting on thus far.
Contorting her left arm behind her, she starts picking at the laces of her dress.]

[manicuredangel]

.... Hortensia... The diamond?! Irene, you must give something like that back!

[missthewoman]

I don't have it to give it back. [Really, it's just not on her. But true enough. Besides... She gives him a slightly suspicious look.]

If they put you to the question, you won't be able to lie to them, will you.

[manicuredangel]

I would be morally obligated to tell them what I know.

[missthewoman]

So in other words, I best tell you nothing. [Or all lies, but she had some qualm with telling him lies.]

[With a small smile of satisfaction she finally got the knot of the lace undone and started loosening the bodice of her dress. There was a bit of wire in the corset that she could use to pick the lock, if she could just- get- at it-]

[manicuredangel]

[He frowns. What would possess her to take such a thing?]

[missthewoman]

[[Because it was shiny~]]

[She raises an eyebrow at his silence.]

I'm glad you are all right with that. [She is far too used to people putting up a fight.]

[manicuredangel]

I'm not. I'm just not quite certain what can be done about it.