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Shannon Rutherford ([info]ballerinadreams) wrote in [info]vas_captio_rpg,
Faster than Shannon could process, as she was turning the lock over in her hands trying to figure out if there was a way to pick or break it, she felt cold fingers on her wrist, jerking her hand away. Her delayed reaction of tugging her arm away from reach only left her looking a bit like an idiot and she whirled to face the woman. "Don't fucking touch me," she snapped. Shannon tried to ignore the surprise she felt when Jack didn't step in to help her.

In the background, she could hear the people in the cage checking with one another that everyone was all right - and Ianto, questioning what was going on with only so much as her name and Jack's. But mainly, the cold look on Jack's face when he ordered her to do what they said and that everything would be fine; the force in his voice as he told her to get away from the cage... Shannon's brow furrowed. "Jack, cut it out, come on, you're freaking me out. We can't just leave them in there," she insisted, gesturing behind herself at the cage.

Shannon's eyes went back to the woman who'd pulled her hand away. "I mean it, don't you fucking touch me," she said in a low voice between gritted teeth. Her eyes moved to Jack again. "And you're unbelievable. I'll do it my fucking self. I don't your help anyway," she seethed, turning back to the cage. At first, she made no move toward the lock, just looked back and forth between the people locked inside it, finally resting on Ianto's face. What do I do? How do I open it? the look asked. She took another step forward and took hold of a place on the bars between the razor wire and leaned in. "Ianto...what...the fuck?" she whispered. "What do I do...?" The look, she supposed, wasn't enough. She had to ask him out loud, even if it was under her breath and meant just for him. Then, she pulled back and looked around the others' faces again. "Any ideas?"


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