Daring Escape? or just insanity taking hold?

Who: Rosette & Shakespeare
Where: somewhere in the not so used parts of the ship
When: after shakespeare got drilled a bit
"Do your worst, i can take this all day!" Rosette challenged, her
eyes almost bleeding from being held open, staring at episode after
episode of Jerry Springer.
She fought off the urge to raise her hand and chant "Jerry! Jerry!"
Jayne watched from the side, averting her eyes from the giant TV.
"you'll break soon enough. just tell me the codes and i'll turn it
off" she said, twirling the controller around in her fingers.
"I don't know those smegging codes!" Rosette Yelled, "And besides,
even if i did know them, i'd die before telling you." she added,
and began to work a small blade from her jacket sleeve.
"Hmm. Well then you'll have to die." jayne said, though in the
depths of her mind, she hoped that Rosette would give up the codes.
After an hour more, the blade had torn through the ropes she was
tied with, and torn through the throats of a couple of Gelfs.
***Meanwhile***
"Thou can breaketh my body, but thou shall never break my spirit!"
Shakespeare yelled as the drill once again tore into his body. He
had a few holes over him, but none of them were bleeding heavily.
Eventually, Jayne decided to give him a break to bleed for a little,
and retreated. Rosette had by now retrieved her own knives, and
began her daring rescue attempt... At least, it would be daring if
there were any heavily armed guards...
Silently, without the need for a 'Hiya!' or other commonly used
martial arts sounds, the three GELF guards were on the floor in bits.
"are you ok?" she asked, cutting the ropes that bound shakespeare.
"You be'est no more than a figment of mine imagination!" he said,
feeling the blood loss get to him a bit.
Rosette sighed, and picked him up, and carried him out of the room.
She was able to find a hiding place where they wouldn't be found,
and managed to bandage his wounds with pieces of her jacket that
she'd torn off. "I hope you'll be ok here." she said, and tried to
clear an escape route for them both.
"Hold it right there!" jayne called, this time without hordes of
dogs to back her up.
Rosette turned, and smiled. "come get some." she said, a glint in
her eye as she spoke.
noisy fighting, screaming, and stabbing ensued, as the two tore into
each other, though not inflicting any kind of serious injury...
Panting, with blood soaked clothes, the two stared off at each other
again. "You'll never get out with your life." Jayne threatened,
holding her own blade - more of a short sword. Rosette backed away,
trying to make for the door, so she could escape and regroup before
coming back to save shakespeare.
Jayne had other ideas... She drew a gun, and brought it to bear.
Bang.
A single 9mm bullet span through the air, a quick reflex move saved
rosette from certain death, but didn't save her from the shot. It
tore into her shoulder, and sent her sprawling behind, dropping one
of her knives, she broke through a grate in the floor, sliding down
a vent, until she broke the next grate, unconcious.
The grate landed in a shop on the promenade, on top of a scared and
unarmed Jenny Bond. the grate cracked her skull, knocking her
unconcious too.
<tag! who will see this unfortunate event, and come to the rescue!
(onion please) p.s. don't wake either of them up yet, thanks!>