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third text message ✉ [ video ]
[ and here we have the irenes. isn't this a treat, tranquility, you get two irene posts in one day, congrats on your lot in life.
ritchie irene is smoke a pipe in a dapper tweed suit. bbc irene is holding a book some might recognize, and surprisingly hasn't caught fire from the amount of judgement being leveled against it. ]
I was aware literary works grew more bold in the future, but I'd assumed there’d be a certain level of skill involved. This may be the poorest example of any sort of eroticism, let alone a demonstration of your work, my darling. Read that one bit again for the crowd, hmm?
[ ah yes, tranquility, in case you were blissfully unaware, and truth be told, you probably were with how she's never openly spoken about what she does for a living, bbc irene is shockingly, a dominatrix. a professional, mind you. none of this bullshit. ]
"You’re a sadist?"
"I’m a Dominant." His eyes are a scorching gray, intense.
"What does that mean?” I whisper.
"It means I want you to willingly surrender yourself to me, in all things."
I frown at him as I try to assimilate this idea. "Why would I do that?"
"To please me," he whispers as he cocks his head to one side, and I see a ghost of a smile.
Please him! He wants me to please him! I think my mouth drops open. Please Christian Grey. And I realize, in that moment, that yes, that's exactly what I want to do. I want him to be damned delighted with me. It's a revelation.”
[ ritchie irene snorts around her pipe. ]
What a ridiculous passage. Though most of this is utterly ridiculous. Holy cow is such an inappropriate response to any of the things outlined in this book. Her poor lover.
[ there's a pause where bbc irene just looks at the device and shares a look with ritchie irene that seems— for lack of a better word, mocking. ]
I doubt it was truly even big enough to warrant such a response. [ it's then that bbc irene just moves to grab the pipe and succeeds before smoking it herself. ]
Perhaps she was trying to be kind. Sometimes we must be kind to spare delicate egos.
That is true, they can be such fragile things. Still, perhaps she did think it was a prime specimen. [ P A U S E. ] I never have liked this book. Even at home it makes the entire profession seem like a joke.
I'd imagine anything would seem like a joke when written about in such a manner. Dear Watson would have a fit. [ pause, then she chuckles. ] Well, a fit regardless over the subject matter, but the writing would upset him.
I'd say that mine wouldn't, but then again one of mine survived an island involving sex well enough so perhaps I should place such a judgment. [ spoilers: she’s already done it anyway. oops. ] Tell me dear, do you think that there's enough of a spark in this pipe to allow the books to burn?
[ irene's smile is probably meant to look innocent, but then again, irene can never really manage to look innocent. whoops. ]
I do think so, actually. I think we should manage quite nicely, and Holmes would be thrilled to know I've put his pipe to such good use.
[ and oh, bbc irene's smile turns practically evil around the pipe before she takes it out of her mouth and plops her book right on the floor where its twin is sitting. ]
I'll do mine and you do yours. [ and welp look at her just tipping it over and letting the embers fly out before handing the pipe over. ]
A good use of the embers, I’d think.
[ and irene takes a last pull on the pipe before tipping the last few red embers onto her book. ]
In fact, it’s a public service, isn't it, my love?
Undoubtedly. Why, I think everyone should thank us for it. They’'ll never be forced to read such tripe.
[ and no, because everyone who freaks out about starting fires on the ship needs to clearly see the on fire books, irene is just going to take the device and point it at the books before closing with this. ]
And don't worry about the fire. We've put out far larger ones while we were far more busy. Promise it won't burn our metal ship down.
[ and thus endeth this horror. ]
[ ooc | cut used because of the fact that the talk behind deals with slightly frank sex talk. also to save y'all f-lists. ]
ritchie irene is smoke a pipe in a dapper tweed suit. bbc irene is holding a book some might recognize, and surprisingly hasn't caught fire from the amount of judgement being leveled against it. ]
I was aware literary works grew more bold in the future, but I'd assumed there’d be a certain level of skill involved. This may be the poorest example of any sort of eroticism, let alone a demonstration of your work, my darling. Read that one bit again for the crowd, hmm?
[ ah yes, tranquility, in case you were blissfully unaware, and truth be told, you probably were with how she's never openly spoken about what she does for a living, bbc irene is shockingly, a dominatrix. a professional, mind you. none of this bullshit. ]
"You’re a sadist?"
"I’m a Dominant." His eyes are a scorching gray, intense.
"What does that mean?” I whisper.
"It means I want you to willingly surrender yourself to me, in all things."
I frown at him as I try to assimilate this idea. "Why would I do that?"
"To please me," he whispers as he cocks his head to one side, and I see a ghost of a smile.
Please him! He wants me to please him! I think my mouth drops open. Please Christian Grey. And I realize, in that moment, that yes, that's exactly what I want to do. I want him to be damned delighted with me. It's a revelation.”
[ ritchie irene snorts around her pipe. ]
What a ridiculous passage. Though most of this is utterly ridiculous. Holy cow is such an inappropriate response to any of the things outlined in this book. Her poor lover.
[ there's a pause where bbc irene just looks at the device and shares a look with ritchie irene that seems— for lack of a better word, mocking. ]
I doubt it was truly even big enough to warrant such a response. [ it's then that bbc irene just moves to grab the pipe and succeeds before smoking it herself. ]
Perhaps she was trying to be kind. Sometimes we must be kind to spare delicate egos.
That is true, they can be such fragile things. Still, perhaps she did think it was a prime specimen. [ P A U S E. ] I never have liked this book. Even at home it makes the entire profession seem like a joke.
I'd imagine anything would seem like a joke when written about in such a manner. Dear Watson would have a fit. [ pause, then she chuckles. ] Well, a fit regardless over the subject matter, but the writing would upset him.
I'd say that mine wouldn't, but then again one of mine survived an island involving sex well enough so perhaps I should place such a judgment. [ spoilers: she’s already done it anyway. oops. ] Tell me dear, do you think that there's enough of a spark in this pipe to allow the books to burn?
[ irene's smile is probably meant to look innocent, but then again, irene can never really manage to look innocent. whoops. ]
I do think so, actually. I think we should manage quite nicely, and Holmes would be thrilled to know I've put his pipe to such good use.
[ and oh, bbc irene's smile turns practically evil around the pipe before she takes it out of her mouth and plops her book right on the floor where its twin is sitting. ]
I'll do mine and you do yours. [ and welp look at her just tipping it over and letting the embers fly out before handing the pipe over. ]
A good use of the embers, I’d think.
[ and irene takes a last pull on the pipe before tipping the last few red embers onto her book. ]
In fact, it’s a public service, isn't it, my love?
Undoubtedly. Why, I think everyone should thank us for it. They’'ll never be forced to read such tripe.
[ and no, because everyone who freaks out about starting fires on the ship needs to clearly see the on fire books, irene is just going to take the device and point it at the books before closing with this. ]
And don't worry about the fire. We've put out far larger ones while we were far more busy. Promise it won't burn our metal ship down.
[ and thus endeth this horror. ]
[ ooc | cut used because of the fact that the talk behind deals with slightly frank sex talk. also to save y'all f-lists. ]
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