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capt_harkness ([info]capt_harkness) wrote in [info]vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-10-27 19:51:00

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Entry tags:!active, day 28, ianto jones, jack harkness, location: museum, the doctor (ten)

Cybermen, Part Three...
WHO: Jack, Jones and the Doctor. No, it's not a sitcom.
WHAT: Their experiment. Lord only knows if they'll come out of this okay.
WHERE: the museum
WHEN: Day 28; after Jack takes Tonks
RATING: Violence, disturbing images...
STATUS: Incomplete


With Tonks delivered and in the capable hands of Edward, Jack slowly began to make his way back to Ianto's cage. Every time he tried to slow his pace, he could feel that place in the back of his mind pushing him on and forward. He was close now, but Jack didn't know how he was going to do this -- other than reverting to that area of his mind that was the cold, calculating Time Agent.

He'd have to do this. He could do this.

Jack gave a tight-lipped smile to Ianto, unlocking the cage door and motioning to him. "Come, Jones," Jack barked, arms crossed in front of his chest. The expression in his eyes said a different thing, however, oscillating between 'I love you' and 'I don't want to do this.' He had so little opportunity to actually speak that he had to save them up for when it mattered.

Once Ianto reached him, Jack wrapped his hand around Ianto's upper arm and forcibly moved him away from the cage, sliding behind Ianto as they walked. His hand gripped the way the management wanted, but his body seemed to want to protect Ianto as much as possible. It formed a strange dichotomy in his mind -- in other words, so much for finding that Time Agent part of his brain. God, the Doctor had done a number on Jack hadn't he? Not only that, but Jack was starting to realise just how far Ianto had gotten under his skin just by his reactions. Jack hadn't even thought to try and break out of the Management's control until he'd seen Ianto in the cage.

No, time for that later.

Jack led them back to the museum, and the Management control told him where they were heading. "It will all be fine," Jack crooned in that strange intoned voice. "The management knows what they are doing and you are in good hands. In fact, you'll love what you see. I guarantee it."

Opening the door, Jack froze the moment he saw the contraption. He knew that apparatus. God did he. Jack swallowed hard, quickly looking at Ianto. So soon after they were sent back in their past and now to put him though this again? Jack moved behind Ianto, fitting his body against him. The management-part said it was to keep Ianto from running. The Jack-part said he needed somehow to comfort him. Jack's hands rested on Ianto's hips, staring straight ahead.

The words came easily for once -- And Jack was beginning to see how he could circumvent the Management control. At least he could say it now when it mattered.

"Ianto -- I don't want to do this and I love you and I'm sorry," all of it was said in a rush before the Management got their control back over him.

Feeling the Management click back into place, Jack pushed Ianto forward. "Onto the table. Now."


Discussed with Kris -- to get us to the startish of the experiment! ♥



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[info]capt_harkness
2009-10-29 07:43 pm UTC (link)
It had to be him, didn't it? I just had to be the Doctor -- one of the few men Jack trusted implicitly in Vas... and the man his lover despised. Well, perhaps despise was going a bit too far. Great dislike for, yes that was much better. Better though it may be, it still didn't erase the fact that the Doctor was walking into the room with a bounce in his step and a smile on his face. Instinctively, Jack's hands clenched, ceasing the rhythmic motion as they slid through Ianto's hair in an attempt to calm.

"I am staying for most of it," Jack replied. "I have my duties to keep track of one other captive today." In other words, he'd stay here for as long as humanly possible to make sure Ianto was okay. Though... how they'd all get through this was completely beyond Jack. "Yes, anything for a lover. Might be a bit cold, but we'll make do just fine. I assume you'll keep everything anatomically correct as I like the proportions as they are."

Such a clinical discussion. Jack looked at the Doctor, wanting to push him away from the controls but was unable to move, feeling like his entire body was moving through molasses. He couldn't do anything to stop this.

"Don't do this, Doctor," Jack pleaded, "please don't do this." And the control was back, Jack looking down at Ianto, tears still in his eyes.

What had they done to deserve this? Jack closed his eyes for a moment. Maybe Vas Captio was the way he was to atone for his sins of the past. But why put Ianto through this?

"Come now, chop chop! We can't wait all day, can we?"

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[info]madeinwales
2009-10-29 08:58 pm UTC (link)
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.

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