[identity profile] lost-mckay.livejournal.com
Who: Dr. House
Where: Medical facility, OR/Lab
When: Day 23, afternoon, after The unpleasant announcement through early evening.
Invited: The Doctor, Blaise, McKay, Damon, Scott, open.
Status: Complete

While the exam rooms were divvied up, that is, one to the 'staff', one to the scientists, House (and Pierson) had insisted on retaining the OR/Medical lab. House had deigned to share the area with the others, though it was more accurate to refer to it as a suffrance. With McKay and the Doctor moved out, and the exam gurneys moved in, it was a great deal easier to centralize work.

Back to square one )
[identity profile] fikgirl.livejournal.com
Who: Ami
Where: Medical Facility, Bedroom H
When: Day 23, late evening
Invited: Private: Scott
Status: Complete [Closed]

Ironically, Ami wasn't in the mood.

She had been. Once she elicited a promise from Scott that tonight they'd actually make love, she spent the evening preparing. First had come the long, warm shower and the washing and conditioning of her hair. Ami took time to style it carefully, and she liked the results. It had been a while since she'd primped for any reason, and it felt good to do it. Her giddy good mood lasted all the way until she slipped into one of her negligees.

Another reminder from DHARMA )
[identity profile] fikgirl.livejournal.com
Who: Daniel
Where: Medical Facility, Kitchen #2
When: Day 23, noonish
Invited: Open to everyone at the Bunker
Status: Incomplete

"I'm letting them go."

The announcement, predictably, was met with shouts of outrage and protest, which was precisely what Daniel had expected. The archaeologist merely steepled his fingers together, and watched the gathered group of castaways and waited for the uproar to die down.

"They know everything about us," someone pointed out.

It isn't really up for debate )
[identity profile] starborn-scribe.livejournal.com
Who: Scott, Ami
Where: The Staff, Room H
When: Day 23, early morning
Invited: Private: Megabyte (if necessary), anyone who has a damn good reason to barge in and can get past MB
Status: Complete

The fact that Ami hadn't teased Scott at all for asking Damon to stand guard while he used the co-locator was a testament to how ill at ease he was. Although he knew it was illogical and pointless, Scott's stomach tied into a knot whenever he thought about Daniel, Jon, and Aiden knowing about his family. Of the three Aiden worried him the least. One ex-cop was manageable. The U.S. Air Force, not so much.

On with the light show )
[identity profile] starborn-scribe.livejournal.com
Who: Scott, Ethan, Locke (briefly)
Where: Mini-Bunker, Jail/Observation Station
When: Day 22, evening
Invited: Aiden, anyone who wants in on the interrogation action
Status: Completed

The observation station-turned-jail had been a mess. Most of the able-bodied who'd moved to the bunker had spent much of the previous day* sweeping, scrubbing, and being shrilly shooed away from the "Ancient" technology by McKay.

Even if the facility hadn't contained the fascinating crystal-based tech, Scott still would have helped clean it up. The sooner the jail was functional and clean(ish), the sooner they'd get answers out of the DHARMA mad scientists and thugs. And, of course, revenge. )

* the previous day = day 21
[identity profile] fikgirl.livejournal.com
Who: Ami, Scott
Where: Medical Facility: Room H
When: Day 21, early morning
Invited: Private: Scott
Status: Complete [Closed]

It was all over. The threat from the outside was over. Daniel and Blaise were keeping the bunker under guard and surveillance, "just in case," but everyone seemed to think that it was over. Ami knew that it was over . . . she didn't feel the Wraith crawling around in the back of her mind anymore. But she'd "seen" what they did, in some cases she'd even felt it, and she found herself doing the one thing she never thought she would do: she was longing for whatever drugs Sakai had given her that deadened her abilities.

Settled back in their room, Ami hadn't said a word about what she was feeling or thinking to Scott. Mostly because she knew that she didn't have to. There were certain things that she simply couldn't hide from her husband.

Ami wants to forget )
[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? )
[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] 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... )

July 2007

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