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Tweak says, "Its ROSE damn it"

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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madeinwales
2009-10-23 04:09 pm UTC (link)

"You think talking to them might snap them out of .. whatever it is?" Ianto asked, turning a bit to look over at Tonks and lifting his hands away from the lock. He'd rather not put Jack through the horror of thrashing him. Jack, for one, would never forgive himself. Instead, he stuck a hand through the bars and waggled his fingers invitingly. It could be for Jack or for Shannon, whomever needed something to hold on to more.

"Ah, Merope, wasn't it? Are you alright?" She was hissing and gargling. Now, he knew people made fun of Welsh for being gargles and burps, but what Merope was saying seemed far more ... harsh.

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changethefuture
2009-10-23 08:45 pm UTC (link)

Despite the situation -- or perhaps because of it -- Chris couldn't help but smile a bit at Tonks. "Deal." Magic was magic, even if they might have different means for achieving the same ends. He remembered her saying something about needing a wand for most of her magic. If it was anything like lore, he assumed it needed to be made out of some sort of wood. Well, there were plenty of trees around; perhaps between the two of them they could figure something out?

But that was a thought for a different day. Chris let the others talk as he moved to pace a little, examining the other sides of the cage. He didn't see any peculiar markings or runes, but that didn't mean the cage itself wasn't infused with some sort of magical force-field to keep them contained. If the people in charge were all-seeing, then surely they would prepare for that when containing magical entities. Only one way to find out.

He stared at a point outside the cage and tried to orb, only managing as far as dissolving his being into the trademark white-blue lights and then appearing whole again. "Damn it." But it didn't quite feel like he was hitting a wall, like when he tried to leave on the first day. It felt more like... like he didn't have the power to break past the cage. His brow furrowed and he raised a hand near the cage as he focused his gaze on a decent sized rock a few yards away. Fingers curling as he focused his energy, after a few moments he succeeded in only rolling the rock a few inches, his hand shaking and temples pounding with the effort it took to do just that. "Son of a..." They stripped his powers. It was the only possibility. Left him just enough to make him think he could do something. "I am really starting to hate the bastards in charge of this place."

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ballerinadreams
2009-10-24 01:38 pm UTC (link)

Tonks' warning was heard and ignored. Shannon didn't have any intention of starting anything unless the woman gave her another reason to. They were about the same size; fair fight. Shannon could take her, she thought. If she had to. The man who wasn't Ianto said something about mind control and Shannon's brow knit again as she thought about it. It would explain why Jack was being such a douchebag, but...it certainly didn't help her figure out how to spring the ones in the cell...

"Know what, Jack?" Shannon asked, her eyebrows arched. "Fuck you. How about that? Fuck. YOu. First of all, you never asked nicely, and second of all, I'm not hurting anything so if you're gonna be an asshole, then mind your own business about it, k? Thanks," she snapped.

She finally looked away from the apparent guards when the other man went on again and her eyebrows raised. Safer for them in the cage? So then what the hell did he think that meant for her outside it? "What? Are you kidding me?" she hissed at him. "Uh hi, outside the cage right now, thanks...way to be a team player," she added sarcastically. Here she was trying to help them and he was saying he was better off where he was. The silent "too bad for you," in the statement - whether intentional or not - was perceived and Shannon frowned.

But then the sound of the lock being moved caught Shannon's attention and she saw Ianto's hand covering it. Looking back at him, Shannon swallowed thickly. Ianto was the one person, Shannon though, who really and truly would be able to tell and he was saying that that wasn't Jack. Nodding, Shannon started to look around at the others in the cage. She wasn't sure what she was looking for, but something, maybe on their clothes; anything she could try to quickly pick the lock with. "Okay, okay. Yeah, okay. We'll cross that bridge when we get to it. If I do it just right, they won't even notice it's picked right away," she whispered back.

When Jack slid up beside her, Shannon gasped and startled, her head whipping around so that she could keep an eye on him. "Really?" she asked, sounding far less confident in her attempt at sarcasm than she had the first time. "What reason's that? You know, right? I presume with you guarding it, you must know why," she pointed out. "Why do I have to move? I'm not doing anything," she challenged gently. Because, well, she wasn't. Yet.

Shannon could hear the other woman talking and she nodded without looking away from Jack. She knew who the other woman was referring to and the answer was... Well, she'd thought she had. "Jack, please," she said, looking him in the eye. "Don't do this. Please don't do this okay? Do you remember when you said you'd never let anything happen to me? Huh? During the earthquake, right? Please don't do this, because...you'll only be hurting yourself. Whenever whatever is in there lets you out again...if you do this, I won't be around. I'll never trust you again; I won't be able to," she said seriously, chewing her bottom lip and hoping like hell that the other woman's idea wasn't going to get her into more trouble. Ianto's wiggling fingers in her periphery gave Shannon a reason to reach up finally and take his hand, giving it a small squeeze. Even if the two of them could shake Jack from it...what about the other woman? The one outside the cage with her.

While the last woman awakened and began to hiss at something, Ianto addressed her and the other man in the cage was...doing whatever was making things light up just out of the corner of her eye, Shannon's attention was focused on Jack. He was either going to react positively...or he was going to hurt her, because she wasn't moving away from the cage and he'd have to break her hand to get her to let go of Ianto's; for the first time ever, Shannon was afraid of Jack, even if she was going to give every ounce of her effort to keep him from seeing it.

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madeinwales
2009-10-26 11:44 am UTC (link)

"Don't," he murmured to her when she grasped his hand. He squeezed hers in return and didn't let go. "Don't blame him. It's not him that's doing it. You've got to realize that. It's not Jack. He's fighting just as hard as we are to break him free." Still, he understood why Shannon wouldn't be able to trust Jack if something did happen. It was hard seeing a loved face twist and distort and sneer at you while they cheerfully hurt you.

"Jack, Shannon's harmless. She's keeping me calm. That's something, right? Nothing worth bothering the guard in you over." Hopefully this would work. He really didn't want to know why he was in a cage, after all.

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