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Shannon Rutherford ([info]ballerinadreams) wrote in [info]vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-06-01 15:21:00

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Entry tags:!complete, day 09, ianto jones, location: gym, shannon rutherford

Day Nine - Midmorning
Who: Ianto Jones and Shannon Rutherford
What: Morning jog and then hitting the showers
When: mid-morning
Where: the gym
Rating: Let's go with PG for language - showers totally taking turns.
Status: Active



When Shannon extracted herself from the amusingly awkward tangle of limbs in the boys' room, she made her way to her own. There was a bit of hesitation there, just outside the door of the room she shared with Sam and she wondered if he would be in there...and whether he'd be upset that she ditched him. She found herself relieved, though, when she opened the door and the room was empty.

Not that a skirt was probably ideal, considering it's not-so-modest length, but it was hers and it was the coolest outfit she had - the one she'd started in. It was too hot for jeans and too hot for the long-sleeved shirts she'd stolen from the thrift shop, so she changed back into said skirt and the tank top she'd been wearing with it when she'd first woken up in the woods in the rain over a week ago.

She sat in the room for a few minutes, on the floor, mulling over the previous day and the morning that proceeded it, opening her journal. There was new handwriting...and Shannon couldn't bring herself to respond to any of it. Not just yet. Whoever said she had to be the welcome wagon, anyway? It just sort of happened that way and maybe she wasn't sure she wanted to be that person anymore.

But Ianto had already journaled, too, she saw, so she replied and smirked at her own joke when she teased him for the grabbage in the other room. Okay, a jog it was, then. Maybe she could talk him into taking her back to the gym so she could take a shower after. It had been a few days. He could maybe stand guard outside, so she wouldn't end up having another...inappropriate encounter.

So, Shannon grabbed her backpack - filled with extra clothes she'd have to use as towels as well as what she had left of soap and shampoo. Oh, and she could definitely enjoy a shave again, by now. Shouldering the bag, she headed back out of the room, closing the door behind her to quell any potential curiosity anyone might have to paw through Sam's things, and made her way back toward Jack and Ianto's room, knocking on the door. "Let's roll, Grope-y, before I decide I'm too lazy," she teased through the wood.


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[info]madeinwales
2009-06-03 08:36 pm UTC (link)
Ianto settled the bag on his back with minimum fuss then nodded and indicated that Shannon should slip out first. "I know you're fine. Doesn't mean I can't carry our things. And, no, Jack doesn't have boobs. I had them once. It was .. odd." Ianto flashed a cheerful smile in Shannon's direction, daring her to ask.

The jog really was an easy pace, only slightly faster than a walk. It wasn't a run by any means, but Ianto really didn't feel up to one. For all that he wanted to get his blood going again. They just weren't taking in enough calories for something like that.

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[info]ballerinadreams
2009-06-03 08:49 pm UTC (link)
Shannon's eyebrows arched with curiosity as she made her way out of the museum, looking over her shoulder at Ianto. "Do I even want to know?" she laughed.

Relief was probably the best way to describe how Shannon felt when Ianto's pace for a jog turned out to be very much doable. Didn't mean she didn't have an inhaler stowed in the backpack that was now on his shoulders, but she didn't think she'd need it.

"I...cannot wait to take a warm shower," she said with a grin as the gym loomed up ahead. "Kaylee installed a water heater and I don't care if it's tepid; anything's better than the ice water I took my last shower in. Please tell me we can stop at the gym for said shower," she said with a playful, puppy-eyed pout as she looked over at him.

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[info]madeinwales
2009-06-03 09:23 pm UTC (link)
"It depends on what you're willing to believe," he replied. Things were hard to explain, unless people were willing to listen with open minds. Otherwise there was no point. "And how much you know about what Jack and I do for a living, actually. Because it sounds entirely crazy."

Ianto's pace remained nice and easy through all of the jog, meaning that they didn't get very sweaty. Not really. But a shower would be a wonderful thing, sweat or not. After a while, Ianto nudged Shannon a little with his elbow. "Ready for those showers?" he asked. Because he certainly was.

The jog didn't crystallize anything for Ianto, but it made him feel less muzzy headed and that was always a plus. He had a feeling that wits were easily scattered in this place, along with hope and sense. And he had every intention to hold on to all three. Strangely, drawing Shannon into their group seemed to help. Maybe because she tended to be a cheerful and above all not very cynical person.

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[info]ballerinadreams
2009-06-03 09:32 pm UTC (link)
Pulling a facial shrug, Shannon shook her head. "Next to nothing," she replied in reference to what she knew about what he and Jack did for a living. "I know that he knew what the Weevils were. And...that's kinda it, really, other than the title type stuff. Secret-ish organization above the government and deals with extra-terrestrial stuff, but that's kinda all I got out of it, really," she admitted. "Even if he'd gone on, it probably would've sounded like Chinese to me. I'm still wrapping my head around the Weevils being aliens."

"Fuck yeah, I am," came the response as she nudged Ianto right back with equal lack of force. "I have soap and shampoo and stuff in the backpack. If you want, you can borrow one of my razors...I snagged a whole bag of disposables," she said proudly.

Pulling open the gym door when they reached it, Shannon steeled herself for the repeats of memories that came with being in this place. She didn't want them; they only frustrated her and made her feel badly all over again. Maybe being here with Ianto for the first time, rather than Dean, would help. She hoped.

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[info]madeinwales
2009-06-04 08:11 am UTC (link)
"Do you? Shampoo?" Ianto perked up at that; he assumed they'd have to wash their hair with soap. Funny how things were provided to them. Just enough to inspire comfort, if not actually be comfortable. It made him think that it was their interactions that were most interesting to the watchers, as opposed to the results of the experiments. The experiments were to stir things up. Maybe?

As they pushed through the door, Ianto rubbed at his chin, thinking. He had managed to borrow a razor off of someone this morning, so his face was still fairly smooth. "Well. The whole .. aliens thing is what changed me into a woman. An alien artifact. Didn't look like myself at all. I convinced Jack it was me, though, by kissing him. Would you like the first shower? I'll stand outside and keep you company while you clean off." He didn't miss Shannon's tensing up and wondered at it, but decided that it wasn't his business to ask. Not unless it really started to affect her.

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[info]ballerinadreams
2009-06-04 10:34 am UTC (link)
Shannon grinned and nodded. "Shampoo, yes, yes I do. It's just a travel-sized bottle and I used a lot of it for my first shower because, well, I came from a deserted island, so...while you guys probably haven't showered since you got here, or whatever, I hadn't showered in months," she admitted, a bit of color rising to her cheeks at the confession. She thought again about the conversation with Domeki that she'd had and wondered to herself just how rank she must've been from Sam's perspective when they'd been sleeping so close for a few nights before she'd gotten a chance to get clean. "But I still have at least enough left for us if you want to share," she offered.

Blinking, Shannon looked back at him. "You're serious," she said more than asked. Jesus, Shannon had heard some of the weirdest shit since she'd gotten here. She was, for the reason, inclined to believe him, even if she never would have if she'd met him in the real world. Then her eyebrows arched slightly with curiosity. "He could tell just by kissing you? Huh... I guess I never thought of that, but I wonder if I ever had to identify someone by a kiss if I could." She paused, shook her head, smiled and cocked her eyebrows as if to dismiss it entirely. Shannon doubted she would ever have to identify someone by their kiss.

"Uh, doesn't matter," she went on when Ianto asked if she wanted to call dibs on the shower. "Actually maybe you should go first, because I think Kaylee said that the water heater can only heat so much at a time...I've got a lot of hair and the water pressure isn't awesome, so if I go first, I can pretty much guarantee you'll get an entirely ice shower. If you go first, I think there'll still be enough warm water that it'll start to fade while I'm in there and that'll spur me to hurry my ass up," she laughed.

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[info]madeinwales
2009-06-04 08:46 pm UTC (link)
"Go on and shower," he insisted and pushed lightly at Shannon's shoulder. "I'll wait for mine after yours." He didn't mind in the least and it'd give him a chance to lounge against the wall and be lazy for a while.

"I'm perfectly serious and yes, he can tell by kissing. Um. I'm not certain if he can do it with everyone, to be honest." Ianto's brow furrowed a bit and he passed a hand through slightly damp hair. "I don't know. I do know that the heels were a right pain in the arse."

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[info]ballerinadreams
2009-06-04 09:14 pm UTC (link)
"If you're sure," Shannon said uncertainly, but took the backpack and went anyway when Ianto gave her a gentle push in that direction. As soon as she was in the locker room, it all came flooding back and she had to physically shake her head to push it away. "I'll try to be quick, then," she called over her shoulder as she put the bag down on the bench and carefully set Ianto's clothes aside to dig out her own before putting his back. If anything was going to get wet, she'd prefer it not be his things; she'd feel badly.

The shower was chilly at first but not as icy as it had been the last time when Shannon turned it on. She waited a moment until the water was lukewarm and undressed in the mean time. "Oh, Ianto, there's no towels, by the way, so I'm gonna leave my hoodie out for you to use to dry off. I'll let my hair air dry so it's not soaked by the time you get to it," she called out to him before stepping under the spray. Still cold, but not unbearable.

"That'd be a hell of a talent if he could do it with everybody," Shannon laughed, wetting her hair and pouring some of the shampoo into her palm. She was careful to leave at least enough for Ianto to use. After all, she could always go back to the gas station for more later. At his comment about heels, she laughed again. "Heels are a bitch until you get used to them," she agreed readily. "If I need to, is it cool with you guys if I stay again? I don't wanna overstay my welcome, or anything, but I sure as hell didn't want to assume."

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[info]madeinwales
2009-06-05 06:31 am UTC (link)
"I don't know if he's tried it with anyone else, to be honest. But this will make the third time I've confirmed my identity with him with my lips." Ianto sounded amused by that fact. It was a ridiculous skill, but one that's saved him three times, now. Though, the time where he was invisible shouldn't really count.

"I don't mind and I doubt Jack does, either," he called through the door. "I'm sure we'll come up with a way to let you know when we're, ah, in a compromising situation on our own, but to be honest there isn't that much going on. Getting out of this place is priority." Mainly, they were worrying about staying safe and getting out. It didn't leave much room for anything else. Unless frustrations built themselves up to a point where some sort of release was needed. No one needed a verbal explosion from Ianto.

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[info]ballerinadreams
2009-06-05 05:37 pm UTC (link)
Shannon smirked slightly and arched her eyebrows curiously. "Three times? You often get changed into a woman?" she teased. With that, she started to lather her hair. "Hey, I made sure I saved you some, by the way," she called out as she got back under the water to rinse out the suds, eyes closed. "The shampoo and conditioner combo, I mean," she added to clarify.

When Ianto called back that he didn't think it would be a problem for her to stay with them again, should she need it, Shannon smiled a little to herself, making quick work of soaping herself up and shaving. "Cool, yeah, just let me know what it is and I'll keep to myself when I need to. Getting out is high priority, but the Doctor's working on something that'll do that, right? So might as well get your rocks off while you wait," she replied, grinning.

"Almost done," she called to him as an update as she rinsed herself off and lathered the soap again in her hands to actually wash herself rather than create a slip for the razor.

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[info]madeinwales
2009-06-06 07:12 am UTC (link)
"No," he called, smiling down to himself and settling his back a bit more comfortably against the wall. "Only one time for being a woman. And it was only for a week or there abouts. The other time I was invisible and the last time was to determine which was the real me, the clone or .. me. Right. My clone was trying to be me." While the others were just running amok, it seemed.

"We don't know if the Doctor's device'll work, to be perfectly honest. It's good to have contingency plans." If they could get out through a door, so much the better, right? A door'd lead them to the weirdos who put this place together and if those people were found, they could be stopped from grabbing more people. Ianto's very strong desire to protect people stirred itself at this thought.

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[info]ballerinadreams
2009-06-06 12:57 pm UTC (link)
Shannon's eyes widened just slightly, all but completely disregarding the comment about him having been a woman for a week and at one point being invisible. She focused in on the clone thing. "Yours was trying to be you? Like while the others were fucking around creeping people out, yours was trying to take your place?" she asked incredulously, shuddering at the very thought.

Rinsing herself off again, Shannon shivered at the cool air once she'd shut off the water and started to wring out her hair. "Contingency plans...right," she murmured to herself more than answering Ianto. Was he, too, going to be one of the ones trying to shatter her hope that the Doctor could save them all? He didn't seem the type to go around breaking dreams, but there he was, on the other side of the wall, doing just that, whether he realized it or not.

No. Not today. Amazing morning, good jog, warm shower, sunny weather; the hell Ianto's assessment of the situation was going to bring her down. This was the first really, really good day she'd had in a long time. Shannon toweled herself off with the hoodie and dressed again in the tank top and skirt she'd worn back on the Island. "Okay, she's all yours," she called out to Ianto as she laid the hoodie out to dry on the bench.

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[info]madeinwales
2009-06-08 08:25 pm UTC (link)
A place like this wasn't the sort of place to have dreams. This, as odd as it was, was a prison. And Ianto planned to come up with as many ways out as possible, even if Plan Number One worked. Contingency plans.

Still, he offered Shannon a smile as she came out and he went in, kicking the door shut behind him and wriggling out of his clothing. He felt, frankly, disgusting and not at all groomed. This wasn't standard for the Welshman. "Thanks. Even if the water's icy, this is going to feel so very good."

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[info]ballerinadreams
2009-06-09 10:35 am UTC (link)
Leaning against the door after Ianto closed it behind him, Shannon shook her head reflexively, even though she knew he couldn't see it. "No, it's still warm. Can't promise you it'll last your whole shower, but...for now, it is."

She paused as she combed through her tangled hair with her fingers. "I left the soap and shampoo under the shower head I used, by the way," she called out to him.

Her mind wandered back to that morning and she closed her eyes. There was something that had been both gentle and loving about the way that Ianto and Jack had treated her that morning, almost in spite of the fact that Shannon was pretty sure what they'd done was nothing more than dirty fun. It made her wonder if they were like that with each other all the time or if it was just because she'd been there. And then she thought that if she never got to experience that again, she'd be okay with it, but it would really be a shame...because no one she'd ever been with had treated her like she mattered as anything more than a toy. Not even, she thought miserably, her ex-husband.

"Are we heading back after this?" she called through the door behind her to Ianto, thinking better of continuing her line of thought. Better not to dwell on it. Not today.

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[info]madeinwales
2009-06-09 12:03 pm UTC (link)
Gentle and loving was what had been called for and occasionally, yes, they did do gentle with one another. Other times it was fast and messy and dirty. And still other times, it was a combination of the two. It was all non-verbal communication, really. And it had been a lot of fun and rather relaxing, to boot.

Ianto turned on the water and ducked under the spray, sighing a little and lathering himself up. "I think so. Unless you have someplace you need to be. I've got some things I want to think through." And a bit of quiet wouldn't go amiss while he thought.

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[info]ballerinadreams
2009-06-09 12:09 pm UTC (link)
Again, Shannon reflexively shook her head as she opened her eyes. "No, I don't really have any plans. At least, not until tonight. You want some company, or prefer some time alone?" she asked, wanting to offer the company should he want it, but also wanting to make sure he knew that he could easily turn her down and there would be no hard feelings on her end for it. Shannon knew the feeling of wanting to be alone; her fourth night had felt that way. She'd only let Sam in because she'd felt too badly to turn him away - she'd lucked out and it had turned out better for it.

"Hey, honestly...this morning stays between the three of us, right?" she asked quietly, cracking the door just enough to let her voice carry through to him. She didn't want anyone else potentially milling around the gym to hear.

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[info]madeinwales
2009-06-10 06:42 am UTC (link)
"I wouldn't say no to the company," he called back and ducked his head under the chill spray to wet it enough for shampoo. Even cold, the shower felt heavenly. Getting clean shouldn't be a luxury thing, but in this place, it was. And the cold water wasn't exactly unwelcome. It cut through the heat nicely.

At Shannon's quiet question, Ianto stuck his head round the showers, lather oozing down his neck. He blinked to keep it out of his eyes. "Bit embarassed?" he asked in a very neutral tone. "Though, if that's what you like, then certainly. There's no need to tell anyone anything, regardless." He ducked under the water again, to rinse off.

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[info]ballerinadreams
2009-06-10 11:22 am UTC (link)
"Well, if you wanted to say no to the company, I wouldn't be offended," Shannon replied with a smirk. "But, cool, if you do want company, that is."

You sound like a twelve-year-old girl trying to make a move, what's your problem? Shannon thought and, ew, she did! That wasn't the point; that wasn't what she was going for at all!

Ianto's response to the other question, though, snapped her out of her self-disgust. "No," she replied honestly, because well, she wasn't embarrassed about it. "It's just...what makes a guy a hero makes a girl a whore, you know?" she asked, brow furrowing slightly. She didn't need or want people talking like that about her; it was bad enough that Rorschach had done it before she'd done anything to merit it. Now, well... Shannon just wanted to avoid the verbal and written fall out of people finding out about that. Might work in Jack and Ianto's favor, but to the residents here, in contrast, Shannon would be a whore, plain and simple, and she knew it.

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[info]madeinwales
2009-06-11 06:18 am UTC (link)
"If I wanted to say no I would have said no," he said, turning off the water and padding out to dry himself. If Shannon was peeking, she'd be getting an eyeful, but then Ianto had had to sluice down with a teamful of people in the past, so he didn't mind being looked at. Aliens splattered the worst goo, sometimes.

"But as I didn't say no, then the answer isn't no." Reasonably enough. Once dry, Ianto fished out the clothing he had found at the thrift shop (corderoy pants and a tshirt) and wriggled into both. The clothing was horrible but at least it was clean and that counted for a lot. Though it did make him wonder if the watcher was stuck in the 70's or something.

"Aaaah, I understand. Well, to me, you aren't. You're still Shannon and you're still very sweet. Even if you attempt to take over the world. I suspect I'd just be installed into your harem with Jack, so I can't complain. I'm presentable, you can come in, if you like."

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[info]ballerinadreams
2009-06-11 11:37 am UTC (link)
Nodding as she hummed her understanding, Shannon leaned against the wall beside the slightly ajar door and looked out at the opposite wall again. "That makes you better than most guys I've come across," she said, only half-joking. As much as men liked to say that women played games, Shannon had come across more than her fair share of men who did the same. Usually, for different reasons. Women played games because they wanted to be chased. Men played them to keep from hurting women's feelings, in her experience. She hoped that that wasn't the case with Ianto and she was glad to hear that it wasn't.

Looking over her shoulder and through the door reflexively when his voice was closer, Shannon blinked and looked away again quickly. In spite of their morning, she felt like it wasn't her place to be looking, even if she kind of wanted to, so, face red, Shannon looked back out at the opposite wall again.

"Well thank you," she replied with a small smile. He didn't know the half of it. Shannon wasn't sweet and she knew it. Not anymore. Once upon a time, she used to be, she supposed, before Sabrina rolled around, but that...was a long time ago. Ianto didn't need to know that, though. She liked him thinking that she was a good person when she didn't think she was. At least someone thought so, anyway. "I...have no intention of trying to take over the world," she laughed in response, "but if I was gonna, you and Jack would definitely be in my harem, yes," she added, grinning. When Ianto announced that he was presentable, which Shannon took to mean 'dressed,' she turned back to the door again, pulling it open and letting herself in. "Feel better?" she asked with a small smile.

Oh, my God, how cute are you in street clothes with your hair all messy and wet?! she thought gleefully. Ianto was fucking adorable and nothing was going to change her mind about that.

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[info]madeinwales
2009-06-12 08:11 am UTC (link)
"It .. doesn't make me better. It just means that I don't judge." Ianto ruffled at his wet hair and wished for gel or pommade or something to style it with. Without gel, it lay flat against his head and had a tendency to curl at the ends. Made him look younger than he really was. "I, ah. Being .. bi means that everyone judges you. So I learned early on to not. And I learned to disregard labels, too."

He held his hands out to the side and turned a little, for Shannon's benifit. "Is it me?" he asked, grinning a bit, then bent to stuff his feet back into his shoes. He did wear street clothes, but normally looked put together even then. Like this he felt sort of ... scruffy.

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[info]ballerinadreams
2009-06-12 01:56 pm UTC (link)
Shannon gave Ianto a sad smile and shook her head. "Believe me, Ianto. It makes you better," she said with a tone of finality. She looked down, then, thinking to herself that she couldn't even say that she hadn't ever judged someone based on their sexuality, because it'd be a big, fat lie. When she looked back up at Ianto, she nodded her understanding. "Well, I won't judge you," she offered. It was true now, even if it'd be a lie back in the real world before she'd come to this place.

The small smile expanded into a grin as Ianto turned. "Totally hot," she said, winking. "Should we get back, then?" she asked. Now that she had had a good morning, a good jog afterward, and a great shower, Shannon was ready to retire to Sam's room, have something to eat, and flip through the journals idly, like she often did when there was nothing left to pass the time.

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