Gwen pauses maybe half a heartbeat after Thane stops speaking before she registers what's going on, and tears the headset off her head, hurling it across the room so hard it might have just broken it. That's not important just now.
She's not going to be able to reach him over the headsets, so a second later she's racing down the hall to the control room, praying Marshall's there. She's not letting this go on. They're shutting this down, and then they are going to find Thane and Gwen is going to rip his throat out with her hands if that's what it takes to get Tosh away from him.
Marshall is always in the control room, these days, especially ever since Tosh, and he had the idea Gwen's got in her head just so happens to be the same one he got into his head the minute Thane mentioned Tosh's name. He had the headset torn off and flung to the ground before anything started, but his imagination can fill in the blanks.
It takes approximately ten seconds to cut the transmission, but that's honestly ten seconds too long, but he'll probably have it finished before Gwen's through the door.
Gwen hits the door, skids through without even really slowing to a stop, and catches herself on the back of a chair before she can run into anything. She doesn't have a headset, so she can't tell if it's still going, but from the look on Marshall's face... "You cut it off?" she asks breathlessly, her tone clipped. Deal with this, grab the rest of her team, go to deal with Thane. No time for anything else.
Marshall's leaning back in his chair, looking a little breathless despite this situation not really calling for overexertion of any kind... He just doesn't want to think of horrible things happening to Tosh and the mere concept makes him want to panic, but he's keeping his cool. Somehow.
"Yeah, I cut it off," he says, after taking a second or two to collect himself.
Gwen nods shortly, eying him for a minute. Her instinct is to try to say or do something to comfort him, but there's no real way to reassure here, not now, and the other, overriding instinct now is to protect her team, punish the ones responsible for hurting them... Comfort can wait for later.
"Stay here," she says, and then turns out of the room, closing the door behind her and racing off again to grab her gun and find her team.
"No problem." He's not going anywhere, considering this is where he's always stuck when it comes down to the wire and that's how he likes it.
He'll just sit here and observe the monitors and... Hope that they can fix this somehow. That's how it works, right? Then again, Marshall's come to redefine how things work since he came here. It's not as simple as it once was and simplicity wasn't really that simple back home.
Still. He has faith. Somehow.
"Good luck," he says out loud, not really caring that there's no one around to hear it.
She's not going to be able to reach him over the headsets, so a second later she's racing down the hall to the control room, praying Marshall's there. She's not letting this go on. They're shutting this down, and then they are going to find Thane and Gwen is going to rip his throat out with her hands if that's what it takes to get Tosh away from him.
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It takes approximately ten seconds to cut the transmission, but that's honestly ten seconds too long, but he'll probably have it finished before Gwen's through the door.
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"Yeah, I cut it off," he says, after taking a second or two to collect himself.
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"Stay here," she says, and then turns out of the room, closing the door behind her and racing off again to grab her gun and find her team.
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He'll just sit here and observe the monitors and... Hope that they can fix this somehow. That's how it works, right? Then again, Marshall's come to redefine how things work since he came here. It's not as simple as it once was and simplicity wasn't really that simple back home.
Still. He has faith. Somehow.
"Good luck," he says out loud, not really caring that there's no one around to hear it.
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