InsaneJournal

Day 16, late afternoon
Who: Okami Ametarasu & Shannon Rutherford
What: Shannon needs a distraction and Ammy's got potential food
Where: In the cemetary
When: Day 16, late afternoon
Rating: PG
Status: Active



It had taken Shannon a few hours to calm down. Nothing Sam could do or say could wipe the mental image of Kaylee's dead body - complete with the word whore carved into her forehead - from Shannon's mind. For the past two and a half months, people had been dying all around her. Shannon was starting to really think it was her fault. Boone, Anders, Domeki, Kaylee; there were plenty of her friends, as well, still missing. She'd have to find somewhere else to sleep; somewhere else to go. Somewhere with Jack Harkness would be preferable, because no matter how cursed she was, Jack couldn't die. There was, of course, Ianto, though, who could die and Shannon wasn't going to ask Jack that kind of a favor. There was no way she was going to ask him to leave Ianto behind to go into hiding with her. She'd have to go alone and it'd have to be soon.

Shannon flipped through the journals and had noticed that Ammy was saying that there were dead animals in the cemetary. It struck her as a bit ironic and she found herself slightly annoyed that the woman was so dismayed about dead animals, when Shannon herself had woken up next to her best girl friend's corpse, but she pushed those feelings away and, after putting together her roll call to save Sam the time and effort, she closed the journal and made her way toward the church, plastic bag from the gas station yesterday crinkling under her arm as she went. It was too hot, again, to wear jeans and her skirt had no pockets.

As she reached the cemetary, Shannon took pause just inside, sitting down in front of one of the tombstones and gingerly touching it. The stone and plot themselves held no personal value to her, but the idea of being in a place where so, so many were dead and buried hit a little too close to home for Shannon's taste. It took a lot of effort not to start crying again. She simply refused to let herself do it again when she'd been working so hard for the past few hours to calm herself down the first time. No way was she going to break down again. At least not until she'd taken some food, stopped at the gas station for something to drink - preferably water - and gone into hiding.

She'd leave Sam a note to let him know she was fine and not to look for her; she'd be back when she was ready. That it wasn't his fault and it wasn't anything he'd done to make her feel like she needed to leave; not like the last time she'd left him behind. She'd let Jack and Ianto know that she was okay and maybe she would trust Jack to keep his mouth shut if she shared her whereabouts.

...but for now, she pulled herself back together and stood, traipsing further into the cemetary which was, somehow, colder than the rest of the town. Maybe it was all the death, she thought, that made it feel that way when it actually wasn't any different. "Hello?" she called out. "Are you still here?"