[identity profile] fikgirl.livejournal.com
Who: Daniel
Where: Mini-Bunker, Jail/Observation Station
When: Day 20, late night/Day 21, early morning
Invited: Anyone
Status: Complete [Closed]

The Wraith threat was, as far as they knew, ended. )
[identity profile] starborn-scribe.livejournal.com
Who: Dean, Sam, Locke
Where: Outside near the Medical Facility
When: Day 20, late night, just after Raelle's arrival
Invited: McKay, anyone at outside the Medical Facility
Status: Complete

The scene outside of the bunker was mass chaos. May leapt through the trees, energy and projectile shots were fired, and most suprisingly of all, the truly strange-looking spiney demon morphed into Kenzaki before passing out on Daniel.

John, Dean, and Sam gaped at the sight from where they'd taken cover at the edge of the jungle. While Dean grumbled about only being able to take potshots at a few of the Wraith, Sam had been searching Dad's journal for a spell to close the vortex that continued to swirl ominously overhead. More... )
ext_12572: (NPC Icon)
[identity profile] sinanju.livejournal.com
Who: Marshal Edward Mars Sayid & Hugh
Where: Camp Crash
When: Day 20, Late Night, during Raelle's Arrival
Invited: Anyone at Camp Crash (i.e., NPCs) [CLOSED]
Status: Complete


Edward Mars stood near the tide line, his back to the signal fire to preserve his night vision. It was fairly chilly on the beach at this time of night. Fortunately, his suit jacket--stained beyond repair though it was--kept him warm enough. The surf glittered in the moonlight and the roar as it crashed against the shore was almost soothing.

Marshal Edward Mars is on the job. )
[identity profile] fikgirl.livejournal.com
Who: Daniel
Where: Medical Facility: Control Room
When: Day 20, Late Night During Raelle's Arrival
Invited: Everyone in the bunker (NOTE: This thread may have multiple locations)
Status: Complete

Daniel made quick time reaching the control room. Jon looked up at him in surprise.

"Keep at it, you have your orders," Daniel told him, brusquely. He didn't even think about it, how he reacted or what he said. He just did it. Taking charge was becoming easier and easier.

Isn't this fun? )

Roanoke

Sep. 10th, 2006 08:06 pm
[identity profile] estirose.livejournal.com
Who: Chris
Where: Camp Serenity
When: Day 20 late afternoon
Invited: Jack, Dana, River
Status: Complete

Chris has his orders )
[identity profile] lost-mckay.livejournal.com
Who: McKay
Where: Medical Facility: Kitchen #1
When: Day 20, late-afternoon, immediately after 'Late-afternoon Awakening'
Invited: Isabel, anyone
Status: Complete

Food good. )

Hungry

Sep. 7th, 2006 09:32 pm
[identity profile] aliencrabcakes.livejournal.com
Who: Tara
What: wakes fully for the first time
Where: Medical Facility Bedroom A
When: Day 20 late at night
Invited: May, Molly
Status: Complete

Tara wakes fully for the first time )
[identity profile] purplerhino.livejournal.com

Who: Rose Tyler
Where: Rose's Room (J) to women's bathroom
When: Day 20, late afternoon
Invited: open side tag Isabel, Ami, Scott, Jack S. anyone in the caf at the time.
Status: Complete

Rose felt like she was burning. There was fire within and without. )

[identity profile] sophiedb.livejournal.com
Who: Claire
Where: Bedroom G, medical facility
When: Day 20, mid/late afternoon (around same time as The Crux of the Matter)
Invited: Damon, open
Status: Complete


reality bites )
[identity profile] purplerhino.livejournal.com
Who: Jack Harkness, River, Dana
Where: Danielle's 'bunker'
When: Day 20, late afternoon
Invited: Open to anyone who can reasonable be there
Status: Complete 



He was getting distracted, and that was bad. He had to focus on the mission first. But he didn't have to be cruel to do it. )
[identity profile] fikgirl.livejournal.com
Who: Faith, George
Where: The clearing in the jungle
When: Day 20, late afternoon, picking up from Echoes of Mason
Invited: Clearing peeps, Beach peeps who wish to wander up
Status: Complete

Not unexpectedly, but several people were looking suspiciously and guardedly around, armed with big sticks and rocks as George pulled the jeep to a halt near the clearing with the "ring transporter." Daniel had explained to Faith how it worked, and how to use it, but he'd also pointed out that Jin was well acquainted with it as well.

"Just enough room to park the car," Faith muttered. "Why am I not surprised?"

Delivering the news )
[identity profile] fikgirl.livejournal.com
Who: Ami
Where: Medical Facility: Kitchen #1
When: Day 20, late-afternoon, before The Crux of the Matter, after What do you do with a drunken sailor and The Subconscious Never Sleeps
Invited: Anyone present in Cafeteria #1
Status: Complete

Ami felt safe. That was the first sensation that she had any awareness of upon blinking her eyes open. She was safe, she was whole. Scott was with her, both mentally and physically. Ami curled in close to Scott, breathing in his scent, clean and soapy with that antiseptic hospital soap and shampoo clean, but underneath it all the spicy musk earthy smell with just an elusive hint of an intangible sweetness and cleanness that was so much Scott.

Read more... )
[identity profile] det-aiden-burn.livejournal.com
Who: Aiden
What: Breakdown
Where: Medical Facility Bedroom C
When: Day 20 late at night
Invited: Anyone
Status: Incomplete

It was late and quiet. Finally quiet after a day of chaos. Though she would have swore to it earlier she wasn’t thankful for the silence tonight. Tonight more than any other she longed for the constant hum of the city, tonight because this was the night she finally realized she wasn’t going home.

Curled up in the corner of the room Aiden was still wearing the scrub pants, though she had changed her top to the worn out FBI t-shirt she’d swiped from her best friend shortly after he’d moved back home. Her best friend she’d never see again. He’d do anything for her, go to the ends of the earth to find her, but it didn’t matter. This place was some kind of Bermuda triangle like trap. You came in but didn’t go out.

And she cried. Cried for all the people she’d never see again, cried for the memories she couldn’t keep from running through her head. Each of her five senses seemed to betray her, bombarding her with memories. She rememberd the sound of the rats that used to run along the beams in the ceiling where she grew up,remembered the sound of her and her partner’s skates slicing through the ice in perfect unison. She could see Danny’s brilliant smile, her mother’s artwork. She could smell the gunpowder from when her and Stella would go to the range and the fish from down the dock were one of her brothers worked. She could taste her father’s spaghetti sauce, and blood in her mouth when her face hit concrete. And she could feel the baby that once grew inside her, and feel the bite in the air the day they buried her.

The memories themselves came disjointed and random. But she knew everyone intimately, and they forced on her a wave of emotions she couldn’t keep back. She felt like she was drowning. Her sobs echoed eerily in the room and her face was wet with tears.
[identity profile] fikgirl.livejournal.com
Who: Daniel, Blaise
Where: Medical Facility: Control Room
When: Day 20, afternoon, picking up from Close Encounters with the Dead Kind
Invited: Locke, the Doctor, Megabyte, Scott, Alex (Dean, Sam, Jon and May when they return from their recon with something to report)
Status: Complete

Daniel's attention flickered back and forth between the prisoners on the monitor and the data files on the system that Damon and Rodney had located for them previously. Apparently, nearly everything was in the system if you knew where to look for it. The combined hacking abilities and skill with understanding computers that Damon and Rodney possessed and Damon's quietly admitted background in "securities" unearthed a plethora of information about what had been done – and who was doing it – at this facility.

A lot of it still read like -- well, Greek wasn't the appropriate word. )
[identity profile] fikgirl.livejournal.com
Who: Ami, Scott
Where: Medical Facility: Cafeteria #1/Ami's Head
When: Day 20, afternoon
Invited: Scott
Status: Complete

Ami didn't remember the last time that she rode a swing. Yet, here she was, pumping her legs back and forth, enjoying the feeling of floating and flying and weightlessness that came from the swing sailing back and forth through the open air. The fresh air was crisp and clean, the sun a bright yellow orb in a cloudless blue sky. She had no cares, no worries, no fears. The stress and upset of the past few days seemed long removed and Ami indulged in its absence.

It was a perfect day.

What Dreams Do Come... )
ext_12572: (George Smiling)
[identity profile] sinanju.livejournal.com
Who: George, Faith
Where: On The Road, such as it is
When: Day 20, after Independent Women.
Invited: Beach Peeps, eventually
Status: Complete

No, my driving is not what killed me, thank you very much! )
[identity profile] sophiedb.livejournal.com
Who: Jon Murphy
Where: heading NW from the medical facility
When: Day 20, midday/early afternoon (after this)
Invited: May, Kenzaki
Status: Complete

Eep! )
[identity profile] rwarner.livejournal.com
Who: Jack Sparrow
Where: Medical Facility, Cafeteria 1
When: Day 20, about noonish
Invited: Everyone in Cafeteria 1
Status: Complete

(OOC - Jack is coming from here.)

Jack reached the cafeteria a lot slower than he expected. The bottle of rum that he'd found had been mostly full when he left the security office, but it was now less than a quarter full. Predictably, he was staggering more than he had in the past few days.

Uncle Jack says relax... )
[identity profile] aliencrabcakes.livejournal.com
Who: Dean and Sam Winchester
Where: About 2 miles SouthEast of Medical Facility, doing a perimeter check
When: Day 20, afternoon
Invited: Anyone that hears the radio
Status: Complete

Close Encounters with the Dead Kind )
[identity profile] rwarner.livejournal.com
Who: Jack Sparrow
Where: Medical Facility, wandering the halls looking in rooms.
When: Day 20, Morning
Invited: Anyone that happens to wander by
Status: Complete

Jack's mood was even worse after his forced bathing. It was bad enough he'd been forced to endure two full days sober, but now he'd been forced to wear this hideous looking flowery thing. It looked like somebody had taken a woman's sundress and turned it into a shirt. Even worse than that, he actually *SMELLED* like flowers!

So, Jack was searching even more intently for rum, or ANY alcohol. So far the search had been fruitless. The closest he'd come was some rubbing alcohol in one of the examination rooms. The foul taste that had left in his mouth served only to make him more surly.

Looking into the security office, Jack was surprised to see nobody was watching the cameras. Slipping inside, he began to rifle through the drawers in the desk closest to the door. He was so engrossed in his search, he didn't notice the carnage unfolding on the monitor for Cafeteria 1 behind him.

(OOC - To be continued...)

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