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madeinwales (madeinwales) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

Ianto .. Ianto was going to be sick. He was going to throw up all over the pair of them, cheerfully discussing his demise between them. Blue eyes shut themselves up tight and he shook his head in the Doctor's direction. Or tried to, at least. The cyber conversion unit held his head nice and firm. All the better to saw off the top of his skull.

"If you can't break out of the control," Ianto rasped, voice thick and rough with fear and grief, "push through it and make it worse. Kill me. You both know the havoc a cyberman can cause. Don't .. don't upgrade me. Please don't let that happen."

Sweating with fear and crying with a kind of hopelessness, Ianto opened his eyes to look at the other two men. He didn't hate the Doctor. He didn't even dislike the man. He just didn't like that the Doctor had hurt Jack so badly. Hopefully, the Doctor would be there for Jack when Ianto was just a burnt out and bloody wreck, dead on the table. He didn't expect to really survive this.