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Tweak says, "Elephant in the room!"

Sam Winchester (demonboyking) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-07-31 07:05:00

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!dropped, day 17, dean winchester, location: barn, sam winchester, the doctor (ten)

Day 17, Afternoon
Who: Sam Winchester, Dean Winchester and ~~The Doctor~~ John Smith
What: Tunnel Diving (Not that kind, Jack)
Where: The Barn
When: Day 17; About 3:30pm
Rating: Let's just say R
Status: Active.

Sam had made his way to the barn right after his conversation with the Doctor over the journals. The minute he stepped out of the museum he was able to hear the screaming broadcast from the theatre a short distance away. The sight of the monitor there made his blood run cold. Not only because of the atrocities being done to Gambit and L, or the sound of their screams, but the knowledge that Dean had been subjected to that kind of torture only days ago. The words, Our dear departed only worked to make his stomach sink lower and speed his steps up into a run to the barn.

He pushed the wooden doors open and opened his mouth to call out to the Doctor when his eye caught the black and white monitor on display. He moved towards it, his jaw hardening at the sight of Shannon and Ianto's panicked expressions. They were covering their mouths as they walked the small contained area and Sam could see a small trail of smoke or something moving into the room from the top. Beyond the cage lay a lifeless body on the ground.

His hands fisted at his sides as he watched them, recalling one of the people on the journals talk about being suffocated days ago. That wasn't happening again. Especially, not to Shannon. He was tired of playing along. They were going to find them and get them out. In the meantime, he could only hope Shannon still had her inhaler on her.

"Doctor!" He called out, unable to look away from the screen. "I'm here."

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demonboyking
2009-08-02 01:09 am UTC (link)

Sam looked up at the sound of his name, seeing Dean standing there. His eyes were red and his face pale and Sam thought it'd been a long while since he'd seen his brother look that rough. He nodded towards the screen in front of him, his arms crossed across his chest. "They've got Shannon and Ianto."

Sam looked up as the doctor approached, waving the torches. He thought he recognized them as the ones from the museum, or if not those exactly some that had been made to replicate them. The Doctor had said he thought they were behind held underground and considering the chamber that all of them had been held in the last time Sam had been held for an experiment it made sense.

The Doctor was moving too fast for Sam to really help with moving the furniture, not only that but it wasn't clear to him why the furniture needed to be moved until he saw the faint outline of the trap door in the floor. His eyes widened as he looked up at the doctor. "How long have you known about them?" He asked the Doctor. Had they always been there or were they just put in place after the Earthquake? Maybe Ianto had been right about them being placed in a new cage while they'd been drugged.

He didn't know if the producing of the trap door made him feel better or worse. On the one hand it helped the theory that their captors were maybe human after all. Humans could be beaten. They made mistakes. Sooner or later they'd slip up and the people at Vas would finally be able to strike back. On the other hand maybe the trap doors was just another piece of the Vas puzzle meant to keep them busy.

Sam stepped forward to take one of the torches and nodded. "Ready," he said, giving the monitor a final glance over his shoulder.

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hellsboy
2009-08-02 01:57 am UTC (link)

Dean couldn't -- wouldn't -- look at the monitor when Sam said they had Shannon and Ianto. If he saw one more person he cared about being tortured, he was going to snap and do something rash. He could feel a rage beginning to burn in the pit of his stomach. He balled his fists at his side but his voice was even and void of emotion when he spoke. "We'll get them back."

He reached out and touched Sam's shoulder then turned as the Doctor began his circuit of the room and the removal of furniture to reveal a trap door in the flooring. Dean's brows furrowed. Some tiny voice in the corner of his mind told him to make a quip about Dorothy and basements but he couldn't bring his mind to also form the words in his mouth so he simply walked toward the Doctor and the trap door.

"Hey, Doctor," he said by way of greeting the man he hadn't seen since his first day in this hell hole. "What's down there?" he asked because clearly the good Doctor knew more about this if he was leading them right down into it. Fragmented pieces of his memories settled into place as though he hadn't actually formed thoughts in a long time. His life before this crazy glass bubble. The excitement he should have felt at the prospect of exploring some dark, narrow place sure to be dangerous. And it really was sure to be dangerous if the Doctor thought those on the monitors were in rooms down here.

Hunching his shoulders almost as though he were a boxer getting ready to lift his gloves to block and dance around the ring, Dean nodded. "If they're down there then let's do it." And he tried to make himself believe there would be a happy ending to this.

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fromgallifrey
2009-08-02 02:47 pm UTC (link)

The brothers Winchester seemed to be less phased than he'd expected. For Dean's part the Doctor attributed it to that glossy look on top of his eyes. For Sam's? The Doctor figured it was because Sam was just so much more trusting.

"Since the Earthquake. Closed up all the ones I could find." The stacked couches in the barn, a heavy sculpture in the museum, a bunch of shelves in the gas station; all shifted just so to pin shut the trap doors that lead down into those questionable tunnels beneath. Apparently, it hadn't worked to keep people safe because they still went missing just as before. Still, he'd tried. "Tunnels, they run all over the entire town."

Bending over the Doctor reached out and pulled up the trap door, a ladder leading down into the darkness. They wouldn't see too far, but they'd know there was a bottom. "Never managed to explore the whole thing, seemed more important they be closed." The Doctor stood back up again with a shrug. "If you can think of a better place to start this search, I'm all ears," No, Nine was all ears.

Before they could suggest something else the Doctor was already down the ladder and lighting his torch. They had to be down there, because if they weren't-- the Doctor didn't want to think about that possibility.

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