[ Their little games are always more exciting than anything else, but this is business that needs to be taken care of first. Even though there's no one better who knows how to mix business with pleasure.
When he dips his head, Irene remains still and closes her eyes in some silent communication -- the kind that only seems to happen on their level. As always, it's nothing so simple as saying thank you. But Sherlock smells of tobacco and the ocean and for a second it's all that occupies her senses. ]
Done.
[ Deal. But she lets the moment linger a bit longer, seeking out his eyes, before sliding away. She saunters toward her desk, pulling the wedged knife out and carrying it back to him. There was still time to enjoy the rest of the night; he would be returned to his ship soon enough.
Reaching behind him with careful and skilled hands, she slips the blade between his wrists and breaks the rope in one swift cut. He could easily take care of his ankles now. ]
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When he dips his head, Irene remains still and closes her eyes in some silent communication -- the kind that only seems to happen on their level. As always, it's nothing so simple as saying thank you. But Sherlock smells of tobacco and the ocean and for a second it's all that occupies her senses. ]
Done.
[ Deal. But she lets the moment linger a bit longer, seeking out his eyes, before sliding away. She saunters toward her desk, pulling the wedged knife out and carrying it back to him. There was still time to enjoy the rest of the night; he would be returned to his ship soon enough.
Reaching behind him with careful and skilled hands, she slips the blade between his wrists and breaks the rope in one swift cut. He could easily take care of his ankles now. ]