[Experiment Start--please see the link at the bottom of the entry]

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[Cy appears on the plane in a huddle, muttering to herself. She looks ill. Everything about her seems dull, like someone took an eraser to a sketch of a gray cat and couldn't scrub the image away.]

I don't like this. I don't like this, ladies and gents.

[She sneezes, and there's a flash of light around her. She curls into a ball and starts shivering.]




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Comments

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

If only he knew how to help. [Multiple voices chiming again] If only he knew. Poor Mr. Jones doesn't know, does he, poor Mr. Jones.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[And Ianto's grip would be tightening again at that.] I thought I told you to leave her alone.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

We don't listen to you.

Why would we listen to you?

Down and away in his hidey-hole, safe and sound from Mr. Master.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

The only reason I'm still down there is because Jack ordered me not to try and save him. If it wasn't for that I would've killed the Master a long time ago.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[More bubbly giggles] Oh my, he's so brave.

Isn't he just?

Mr. Master would be so very frightened if he knew.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

Shut up.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

Oh dear. I wonder how much we'd need to do?

To say?

To get you to hurt this one?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

...I wouldn't hurt her.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

You wouldn't hurt her.

You want to hurt us.

Don't you?

[All the voices at once, including Cy's:] Don't you, Mr. Jones?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

That doesn't mean I will.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

[The other voices are fading into the background again]

All we need it the right switch--

Or button--

Or lever to break.

And then 'wouldn't' turns to 'did'.

[Cy goes limp, shivering again.] Squanto?

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto relaxes visibly as she returns to herself, though he still keeps a careful eye on her.] I won't hurt you. Don't worry, Cy.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

They're singing to me.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto wraps his jacket around her more firmly, bringing her back to his chest.] Just ignore them, Cy.

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

They're little Athenas tapping at the walls.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

Do you think you can shut them out?

[cyfor.livejournal.com]

They're in, in, in.

[damnfinecoffee.livejournal.com]

[Ianto just strokes her, hoping that the Toclafane won't start talking again.]