Shannon Rutherford (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} ballerinadreams) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} vas_captio_rpg,@ 2009-06-23 00:58:00 |
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Who: Ianto Jones and Shannon Rutherford
What: Looking for Sam and Jack
When: Day Twelve - late afternoon (approx. 2:30 or 3:00 pm)
Where: Just past the treeline of the forest outside the museum
Rating: TBA
Status: Complete
He had just been there. Shannon had only turned her back for a minute, mainly to compose herself again after finding Domeki's body and, as a result, coming completely undone. When she'd turned back to him for his comfort, Sam was gone. As if he was never even there. He hadn't made so much as a sound; didn't tell her he was going. It hadn't felt right and it still didn't, who knew how long later, as she screamed herself hoarse and carefully tried to navigate her way into the forest.
"Sam!"
If she'd said his name once, she'd said it a million times and she knew, somehow, that no matter how many times she shouted for him, he wouldn't ever answer. It had to be an experiment but this was, quite possibly, the worst timing ever known to man for her to lose her buddy.
Giving up, Shannon dropped down onto the ground, took her head in her hands, and cried. She cried so hard her stomach and face ached. She cried so hard... Well, the last time she'd cried this hard was when she'd been taken to Boone's body in the caves. The last time she'd cried like this was leaning over the empty shell of what used to be her brother. She was still dealing with the grief of losing him and now the boy she'd taken on as a brother in this horrible place was ripped from her life as well. If that wasn't enough, now Sam was gone. ...and Shannon had no idea what to do with herself except...cry.