[centre][b][color=fff200][h1]Niesha[/h1][/color][/b]

[centre][b]location:[/b] Newman, infirmary then "Quite Place"[/centre]

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Niesha was silent, and it almost seemed like she was a turtle withdrawing into its shell, and she closed her eyes. There didn't seem to be any point anymore. Three years...it was barely a fraction of the time her brother had been missing and she had held that hope, but this was different. The end of the world wasn't something you could just cope with. The community she had tried to raise haunted her still. The little boy she had saved after he'd been bitten, the girl her knowledge had saved when fever struck, the first baby she had ever delivered, the bone she had set when one of the farm men had fallen, she had had no idea what she was doing and yet she had done it. She'd done it because they needed her. 

What was the point of continuing when no one needed her? Someone did need her. 

It seemed she didn't hear a word Astrid said. She didn't care what the other woman had to say. Niesha had a right not to be drugged, and tied up she had had only one weapon. As far as she was concerned it was self defense. Just because the doctor was one of a few left, did not mean the man had to be like he was. All she wanted to do was help, to help Sophie. She looked away, and free of the gag, whispered [color=fff200]"you're just going to do more damage. The body isn't designed to be like this, and it won't be long before I lose circulation. And it's just another step to the limbs being useless, because of nerve damage: thirty minutes tops. Probably less. "[/color] Niesha actually had no idea if that would happen, it seemed logical given the bodies pysiology, the position of blood vessels and nerves. She was banking on Astrid not knowing that much about the make up of the body, or at least that it made sense to get her hands at least free of the restraints. 

She was well aware that she could be gagged again, but she was also hoping Astrid had sense to see that deliberately damaging someone because she wanted permission instead of thinking for herself wasn't a logical move. [color=fff200]"I'm okay now. I'm not going to do anything but I'd rather not be crippled because of a ridiculous restraint method. BDSM was never my thing.  Please, It already tingles. You can change the position. Typical restraint that win cause injury is tying the hands in the front, and doing a figure of eight tie on the feet/legs"[/color] Niesha hated that she knew that, and she buried her face into the surface she was on.