Snippet #1795630

Thorn

Thorn Sat down next to the spirit and looked around the room. There were no windows,and without the elevator, no way out but the stairs.
The stairs... They're a hazard if she wakes up.
Gonna bind her, or block the steps?
I don't know.....
C'mon hon, tie her up
Well....
NOW
"Jeezus, fine!" she muttered aloud.
Thorn walked to The slumbering spirit, and laid a hand on her stomach. From the pulse, the poison would likely wear off within the hour. "yeah, good idea."
She found a rope- one connected to the ceiling, coiled down at the floor, likely used to controll who knew what- and cut it off above her own waist. she had a sizeable length of rope, and a girl to tie up. "Bored now" she said with a curling grin.

She didn't want to tie her up entirely, and wished to let her speak, so Thorn Tied the girls arms around the back of a wooden chair, sat her in it, and bound her feet as well. "Someone must have lived here once" she mused aloud. "It's furnished and covered in cobwebs" She didn't like cobwebs. Cobwebs meant things hadn't moved, that nothing had changed. Things had to move for chaos, be in constant disarray. Constantly changing disarray at that. Thorn grimaced and threw an empty chair down the stairs. "That made me feel better."

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Thorn moved back to the chair where she had bound the spirit, leaning over her, not realizing her necklace dangling in the girls face. When she did notice, it was too late. she had gotten a dose of smelling salts. she'd wake in short order.