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capt_harkness (capt_harkness) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-10-17 22:20:00

Entry tags:

!active, chris halliwell, day 27, ianto jones, jack harkness, merope gaunt, nymphadora tonks, selene, shannon rutherford

WHO: Jack Harkness, Shannon Rutherford, Ianto Jones (OTA anyone else at the cage!)
WHAT: Jack has people to guard. And he takes this very, very seriously.
WHERE: Carnival
WHEN: 11:11am; Day Twenty-Seven.
RATING: J for Jack. And most likely a fair amount of violence.
STATUS: Incomplete; no real posting order

Later Jack would realise this feeling was akin to when the Time Agency had control over him but for now, he was doing what he was told to do. He didn't awake in the morning, simply stared up at the ceiling of the museum -- then it started. That need to be elsewhere. Jack rolled out of bed, unaware that it was already empty and began to walk towards the Carnival, snarling at anyone that attempted to impede his path. Arriving at the carnival, Jack knew what his directive was as soon as he got there.

There, ahead of him, was the cage -- already with people in it. One seemed familiar to him -- beyond the simple recognition of faces. Jones, Tonks, Gaunt and a fourth he didn't know. Whatever. They were where they should be and no one was going to get him to move from his place.

No one was going to get them out of the cage until they had served their purpose. Jack didn't know what that purpose was, only that he was to keep those four in the cage.

Which was exactly what he was going to do.

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changethefuture
2009-10-18 11:13 pm UTC (link)

Chris observed those outside the cage, not recognizing anyone -- no, wait. The woman in black was vaguely familiar, but the memory was hazy. Maybe he'd met her while he was feverish and delusional? He didn't bother trying to figure it out as he was busy dealing with a feeling of dread that had instantly sparked from the way she seemed to simply appear. Not human. Demon? He wasn't sure.

He looked to Tonks as she seemed to address the woman and took in the way her expression changed before he looked back to those on the outside. Then he was stepping closer to the wall of the cage, eyes narrowing slightly. "Something's not right." Other than the obvious. "Is this normal behavior for either of them?" he asked, directed at pretty much anyone present since he'd picked up that everyone seemed to know at least one other.

The itch to attempt to orb and see if he could get out of the cage was there, but Chris held back for the moment. Strange as it might sound, there was always the chance they were safer inside the cage than out. And besides, he wanted to know what he had to deal with if he was able to get out.

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madeinwales
2009-10-19 11:32 am UTC (link)

An eyebrow ticked up briefly at the comment of things not being right, but then he was the sort of sod to be amused by things like that. "Ianto Jones," he said, introducing himself to the others (well, other) from his position on the bed. Where he was still rubbing his head and watching Jack and Shannon and the woman.

Growling Jack and the woman was ordering Shannon to back away... Growling Jack who hadn't looked at him once. Well, that happened when Jack was in Captain Mode. "Shannon, be very careful," he called, unfolding himself and easing towards the door and the people outside the cage.

"This'll end in tears, I'm sure," he murmured, tossing a concerned look over at Tonks and Chris.

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capt_harkness
2009-10-20 01:00 am UTC (link)

There was a part of Jack, a very small part, that knew something was very wrong. The larger part, however, was under control and was figuring that this was how it should be. What bothered him was Shannon and that she was touching the lock. No one was supposed to be touching the locks. It seemed like the other guarding with him was going to take care of her for now.

"Do what we say and everything will be fine," Jack barked, looking at Shannon. "And if I were you, I'd get the fuck away from the cage right. now."

The accent, however, drew Jack's attention. First female, then male -- but the second, Jack knew the lilt to that voice. Jack frowned, turning around to look at the cage and suddenly things began to make sense. That iron-clad hold the Management had on his head began to fracture. Not enough to break, but enough to let more of Jack through... enough to tell him that what he was doing was wrong but there wasn't a damn thing he could do about it.

Swallowing, Jack attempted to meet Ianto's eyes. He drew in a breath, trying to speak and finding that the words wouldn't come. The Management didn't want him talking, didn't want him doing anything that would jeopardise their purpose.

Instead, Jack had to hope one of their silent conversations would work now. He had to hope the expression in his eyes could be conveyed. I can't, he tried to say. I'm sorry.

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ballerinadreams
2009-10-20 01:23 am UTC (link)

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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polymorphic
2009-10-20 01:30 am UTC (link)

Things were happening quick, what with Ianto declaring quietly that this wasn't going to go well. Tonks hoped that she didn't have to agree.

Catching the reaction between the women outside of the cage, she maneuvered quickly toward that side. "Shannon, no--" She shook her head fast, glancing between the blonde girl and Selene and hoping that the warning was heeded. If Selene was under the same Imperio as Jack seemed to be well..well, it was just very dangerous to have a vampire under that Forbidden Curse.

She glanced at the bigger guy then, hoping that he saw her headshake. Do not engage these folks until they could figure out what was going on.

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changethefuture
2009-10-20 01:58 am UTC (link)

"Mind control." Chris commented almost absently after listening to everyone and watching those on the outside. He was more familiar with the concept than he liked to admit. And it rarely ended well for any involved.

Sighing, he stepped back from where he'd been standing up near the bars, running a hand through his hair as he tried to think. "Depending on how it's being done it might be impossible to break. And, depending on what those two are supposed to do it might actually be safer for us in here. For now." Though he didn't like the idea of sticking around to wait and see whatever those in charge had planned for them.

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madeinwales
2009-10-20 11:36 am UTC (link)

Looked like they had no choice but to stick around and see what was in store. Ianto didn't like it, but he also knew just how determined a fighter Jack could be. Getting past him was hard. He knew this from experience, even if thinking about it made him cringe.

He watched Jack's face, watched his eyes widen and watched them find his own eyes, though no other words came. Jack was in there, but this, on the outside? Wasn't Jack. Ianto nodded slightly and found a brave smile somewhere for Jack, then moved to stick his hand through the bars and slap it over the lock, to keep Shannon from fiddling with it too much. He figured he was in the cage already. Kinda hard to thrash someone when they were locked up.

"You don't touch this, not yet," he said quietly. "That's not Jack. He's in there, but that's not him." Ianto took a breath and held it for a moment, trying to keep calm. "If you can pick the lock, we can distract Jack and the woman. Getting away might be difficult, though."

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capt_harkness
2009-10-21 05:05 am UTC (link)

There was that smile -- he had understood. There didn't need to be any further discussion between them -- Ianto knew and that was all that mattered. Jack knew he would have a lot of atoning to do for his sins of this day -- but at least Ianto understood. Shannon, however, could be a very different matter.

Now that the control had been fractured, Jack could feel more of his old self entering into the equation. It didn't, however, mean that he could do anything to change the situation in the slightest. While he would have been more gentle with Shannon, Jack still growled, eyes narrowed and wanted nothing more than to throw her far away from the cage. Didn't matter if she was injured or not, just so long as she was away from the cage and everyone inside.

"Yes, we can just leave them in there," Jack replied. "They are in there and that is where they will stay. I've told you once to get the hell away from the cage. I asked nicely, from here on in, I won't be the nice Captain."

She hadn't touched it yet. Jack wasn't concerned with those in the cage, just so long as they didn't try to assist the woman in any way. Four in the cage, two guards... and Shannon. Jack liked those odds quite a bit.

"Listen to those in the cage, Shannon," Jack crooned, sliding up next to her. "They know it's pointless and they know they're in the cages for a damn good reason. If you know what's good for you, you'll get the fuck away from the cage before I physically remove you from the area."

Again, Jack's ears picked up the Welsh accent. "Drop the lock, Jones," Jack barked. "You might be in the cage, but I'm not opposed to punishing you for attempting to help, understand?" Jack could taste bile in the back of his throat, quickly swallowing it away. Jack turned, arms crossed in front of his chest and looked at each member of the cage in turn.

"Any of you attempt to help Shannon and you will not like to see the consequences. On that, I can assure you one hundred percent."

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polymorphic
2009-10-21 07:34 pm UTC (link)

Tonks hadn't caught the smile shared between Ianto and Jack. She was too busy staring at Chris. For two worlds with different witchcraft, they had things definitely in common.

"One day, without cages an' crazy shit, I wanna talk with you." Motioned toward the wizard (well, other witch). Then she was turning her attention back fully to what was going on.

"Shannon, you know him well?" She came over to the other edge of the cage and slid her hand just outside the cage to point to Jack. "Talk to him. You an' Ianto." She heard that sometimes the Imperio could be worked around, depending on who cast the spell.

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heartache
2009-10-22 11:49 am UTC (link)

Merope hadn't really woken up yet, the heat that was rising made her wake up from sleep. She was sitting there with her hands tucked beneath her body as she continued to hear noises. When she finally woke up to the soft argument and swearing, her eyes widened.

She slipped off the bed and went to one of the bars on the cage, her hands gripped the bars and looked over towards Jack. Her eyes were fixated on him but she didn't bother to call out due to how intimidated she was at the moment.

"....Zex?" Merope hissed lowly, calling for her snake to see if he would come to her.

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