Sasha wakes up once on the floor by herself. Water's still pouring from the ceiling, and she probably doesn't want to drown, so she signs to the grid to cancel the sprinklers and, saint of vines, the grid registers the command.
When she wakes up again, Iawa's talking. Sasha's shirt is soaked and sticking to her body, and she's shivering. She has lost track of the cable ties she was holding, somewhere. She has more in her pocket, but she doesn't like losing things. Also, there's something wrong with her wrists.
Sasha opens her eyes. She still doesn't want to move her head very quickly, but Iawa's the only person standing. She asks, "Iawa, are you Shuos too?"
Fuck. That's not how you resist an interrogation. No need to bind Sasha into hell; she's halfway there on her own.
[Sasha has no particular resistance to this sedative, but the edge of the patch overlaps with the edge of her shirtsleeve, so she's not quite getting a full dose. Teasing out the relative influence of Iawa's aim and Sasha's exotic power on this state of affairs would presumably take some effort.]
guess we should turn the water off
Date: 2018-06-14 11:29 am (UTC)When she wakes up again, Iawa's talking. Sasha's shirt is soaked and sticking to her body, and she's shivering. She has lost track of the cable ties she was holding, somewhere. She has more in her pocket, but she doesn't like losing things. Also, there's something wrong with her wrists.
Sasha opens her eyes. She still doesn't want to move her head very quickly, but Iawa's the only person standing. She asks, "Iawa, are you Shuos too?"
Fuck. That's not how you resist an interrogation. No need to bind Sasha into hell; she's halfway there on her own.
[Sasha has no particular resistance to this sedative, but the edge of the patch overlaps with the edge of her shirtsleeve, so she's not quite getting a full dose. Teasing out the relative influence of Iawa's aim and Sasha's exotic power on this state of affairs would presumably take some effort.]