[Daniel] The Unpleasant Announcement

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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.

"They don't know anything at all," Alex said quietly. The girl had been moving in the shadows the past few days, working hard to avoid notice. She seemed convinced that there were those in the bunker who would lump her right in among the DHARMA scientists, and she worked hard to stay under the radar. "They're just . . . useless."

"She's right," Daniel interjected before anyone could challenge Alex's words. "They are what they appear to be – support staff. They don't know anything about the inner operations of DHARMA or even this facility. Letting them go isn't a problem. Even if they fall back into DHARMA's hands, it's not as though DHARMA doesn't already know *everything* about *everyone* here. Keeping them here is simply putting a drain on our supplies.

"Dr. Wilson, Dr. Sakai and Ethan on the other hand, are going to be our guests for a little while longer."

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[Jack]

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Jack had gone through military training, and the four years of academy required for the Time Agency. He knew tactics, and he knew about crowds and group mentality. Ripley was right, this was war. Daniel was making a sound military decision. He rather hoped the man had a way of implanting tracking devices. It would make the idea all the better. Besides, he wasn't advocating letting the real monsters go.

That Rom guy should never get out to play his twisted little mind games.

Rose was angry, defiant and disappointed. But she was a smart girl and would see the sense in this given some time. Besides, it was very personal to her. She needed time to cool off and think without her gut reaction being involved. He met her glare unflinching. Because he had faith she'd come around, and because his own conviction was as strong.

Things moved forward a bit more when Rose went down.

People crowded, they always did. Wheather it was a need to try and 'do something' or out of train wreck curiosity, it made getting to Rose damn difficult.

"Let me through." He pushed someone, just a bit, to get in there, but House was already on the case and Blaise, bless him, had Rose in his arms and was heading for the medical lab.

She was having another attack, she could die. May better get the Doctor. How much did House really know about what was happening to Rose? Could he grasp it?

"No. Death is not imminent.” River leaned over and looked at Jack, her brown eyes locking with his blue. His own widened for a fraction of a second before he brushed it off. River continued, "Lost. Find the breadcrumbs home. New pathways, open and flooding. Flooding and drowning. She swallowed up the sun and some of the fire remains. Lets her see as it blinds.”

"Do you know what's happening to her?" Jack spun and took River by the arms. She didn't tense, and he wasn't being rough.

"She's becoming." River half whispered.

"Becoming? Becoming what?" He was feeling rather desperate right now.

"What she was meant to be. Time abhorres a vacuum. There's a balanve, and one of the tools was taken out of the equasion, till only a fragment remains. A loose screw. She will help rebuild. She made herself. And now the wolf is huffing and puffing to make the house of bricks."

"River, honey, you know I like you, right?" Jack smiled.

River beamed at him.

"But you're totally off your nut." He left her there to follow after House.

[Scott]

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Ami was shaking off whatever shock she'd gotten from Rose, so Scott guided her out of House, Blaise, and Jack's way. He'd caught some of River's ramblings, as well. Those and the gold motes swimming across Rose's eyes chilled him to the bone. The Doctor needed to know right away.

/Damon!/ Scott 'shouted,' shielding the thought from Ami. The redhead didn't react, so Scott poked him telekinetically. Damon scowled and looked around who'd prodded him. Scott caught his eye and tried again. /DAMON!/

/What?/

/The nanites are active again. Find the Doctor and tell him. There's not much House can do for Rose./

OOC: In case anyone's wondering, Scott's not sure who knows about the nanites, so he's playing it safe.

[Damon] Getting the Doctor

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Scott's words about Rose dismissed any annoyance Damon might have felt from the telepathic shouting and telekinetic prodding. He gave the other man a nod, and hurried from the cafeteria on the heels of House, Blaise and Jack. Realizing that he could make progress a lot faster if he didn't follow behind them, he ducked into the first room they passed.

After a moment of concentration, he fixed on The Doctor's location and teleported directly into the lab.

"Doctor!" Damon announced his presence without any preamble. "The nanites are active again. Rose needs you." All right, so the last probably went without saying, but he wanted to cover all bases.