Ian Chesterton (
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thecapitol2014-04-06 09:17 pm
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A rescue plot
Who| Ian and anyone involved in:
What| Plotting Ian G's rescue
Where| Around the tribute tower
When| Right after Ian G's plea (during the mini-arena)
Warnings/Notes| This is the IC plotting post. The OOC plotting is here, but you can still be involved even if you haven't volunteered there. Anyone who wants to speak to Ian directly about the rescue can do so here, and also speak to each other too. You don't have to participate in the IC plotting in order to go on the rescue.
Ian saw the plea on the televisions - it was hard not to, even though he wasn't particularly keen on watching people kill each other in another arena. It had made his blood run cold and for a minute all he could do was stand looking at the television with his mouth open, even though it was now showing commercials.
And then he swore. Which was not something he did often, but the situation definitely called for it. His small rebellion had got someone else into trouble, which was something he hadn't anticipated and definitely not something he'd wanted. He had to do something before they tortured Ian.
There was one clear course of action - rescue. They'd have taken Ian to the same place they'd taken him and he knew where that was. And the arena going on was a good distraction - he had to move fast. He went around the tribute tower looking for tools he could use as weapons, but wouldn't be spotted as weapons.
What| Plotting Ian G's rescue
Where| Around the tribute tower
When| Right after Ian G's plea (during the mini-arena)
Warnings/Notes| This is the IC plotting post. The OOC plotting is here, but you can still be involved even if you haven't volunteered there. Anyone who wants to speak to Ian directly about the rescue can do so here, and also speak to each other too. You don't have to participate in the IC plotting in order to go on the rescue.
Ian saw the plea on the televisions - it was hard not to, even though he wasn't particularly keen on watching people kill each other in another arena. It had made his blood run cold and for a minute all he could do was stand looking at the television with his mouth open, even though it was now showing commercials.
And then he swore. Which was not something he did often, but the situation definitely called for it. His small rebellion had got someone else into trouble, which was something he hadn't anticipated and definitely not something he'd wanted. He had to do something before they tortured Ian.
There was one clear course of action - rescue. They'd have taken Ian to the same place they'd taken him and he knew where that was. And the arena going on was a good distraction - he had to move fast. He went around the tribute tower looking for tools he could use as weapons, but wouldn't be spotted as weapons.
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"Good idea," she nodded, ponytail bobbing. "Let's all leave separately and meet up somewhere else. I know of a dog park nearby. We could all just... happen to be passing by."
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It didn't matter, of course.
"Right. I'm going back to the tower. But what if some others want in?"
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He could understand why no rebellion had yet succeeded. It was hard to plan anything with anyone else and hard to succeed on your own.
"Thanks for the pep talk," he said louder, for the benefit of anyone who might be listening in. He walked away, looking like he was just going out for a walk.
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"Anytime," he said, watching Ian go. Then, Carlos looked at the others. "I'm sorry, I have to go -- I have some very important tests to run, and I want to finish them before the sun goes down. ...excuse me."
And he left, as well -- he would arrive at the dog park in about half an hour, carrying a bag and a strange handheld device with at least three dials and a needle-meter display.
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His tone gave no indication that any of this was strange or unusual, or even obsessive. For Carlos, this was just what scientists did.
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"Ok. So what are we thinking of doing? We have any idea what we're going to be up against? I like to be prepared."
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"There's a building where they take... prisoners." He hesitated over the word. "It has corridors and rooms like any other building, but from the video it looked like the basement. It has cells and no light and no view of the outside world." He took a deep breath, trying not to remember what it had been like and how Ian must be feeling. "It has security, but there are ways of getting round it and I have some tech to help."
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