Irine

Irine... the girl who found herself in a strange place, with soldiers in armor and no one seems to think anything is strange with the fact that she's being tied up quite often!

The original sketch is here: [link]

Irine was created by Shrineknight [link] who let me use her

This is the last picture of my birthday mini-flood But as a bonus... here's a preview of the next chapter in her story...

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"Say good bye to daddy..."

The small girl clutched her doll and looked at the man standing near as he leaned over and kissed her forehead. He then kissed he woman holding the girl, "I'll be back soon, princess."

"Don't call me that." She replied with a smile on her face. "Just because you're a hero... doesn't mean I'm your damsel." She kissed him back.

"I love you." He touched her cheek then touched the nose of the child with the same hand. "You too, beloved one."
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"Daddy..." Irine stirred and lifted her eyelids a crack. She could see blurred forms above her, it took her a moment to also to gather herself enough to get the feeling of being on something in motion. She was on a moving platform of some type, bur she couldn't move herself, not much anyway. She suddenly remembered she was caught in an armed robbery in the gas station store and shot! She figured she was injured and on a gurney, being moved in a hospital or to one. She wondered how badly she was hurt... she fully opened her eyes and looked to her side. "He-lo? W-where..."

"Looks like Ms. Fancy Underdrawers is up..." An older sounding male voice said from behind her.

There was the sound a a clearly feminine giggle in response to that, "Geez, don't say that..."

Irine followed the voices with her eyes and found a girl with long brown hair, turning back to look at Irine from her seat in front of some cart they were moving on. She seemed familar... like something from a... Irine blinked, that was impossible... it was all a dream after all. There were no knights and cowboys trying to kidnap her... that was just crazy. She still wanted to know where she was though, "What happened?" she simply asked.

"You fell asleep." The brown haired girl answered. "Then you woke up asking for your daddy." She smirked as she looked at Irine, "You're certainly a bit strange, can't remember that you fell asleep. And you didn't seem quite happy when we rescued you."

"Rescued...?" Irine was certainly confused, she tried to get up to have a good look at where she exactly was, but reality hit her quite rudely when she felt how her arms were restricted behind her back and her legs couldn't pull apart from each other. She looked over her body, but a large coat was draped over it. "Hey! Why am I tied up?! Let me loose!" She struggled and kicked off the coat, She stared at her body in shock, "EEK!" She was tied up alright, one rope below her chest securing her arms to her body, her ankles and thighs wrapped up, and she could feel ropes around her wrists as well, but not only that, she was only dressed in her underwear! "HELP HELP!" Irine screamed "Helfh! MHP!"

The other girl quickly pressed her hand against Irine's mouth to stop her scream, "So much for a thank you... Come on, don't be so loud, we're all tired. We're not taking you to the capital... and we'll make sure to take you to your father or whoever you want."

The mention of her father seemed to calm Irine down. It didn't take long for the other girl to remove her hand after the fuss had died down. "My daddy..." Irine looked down , "...went missing, because of a war."

"A... War?" The girl looked just as confused as Irine was at the moment. "There hasn't been a war for three hundred years. Unless your father was... a... ? Are you... a... resistance fighter?"

"That's enough Catherine." The old man driving the cart interrupted the questioning without looking from the dirt path and the horses pulling the cart. "She's no Resistor... or child of one, you don't see a brand on her do you? You know that's the first thing we look for."

"Yeah..." Catherine looked at the old man, then back at Irine, "Sorry. Your father could have been a soldier... but I figured a girl like that would have just gone to the capital."

"My father was a soldier... but what the heck are you talking about?" Confused could no longer describe how Irine was feeling right now, the entire world seemed chaotic to her, it sounded to her like the brown haired girl was just saying random things. "The capital?! Did I skip jury duty or something? Is that why I'm tied up like a Christmas present?"

Catherine just gave up and pulled the coat back over Irine, "That Captain's attack must have taken off more then just your clothes."