crossing_lostrp | [Daniel] The Unpleasant Announcement

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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Rose was vaguely aware of someone catching her, and she was able to crack her eyelids just enough to make out May and Amy, then Scott, but the light was too much as she closed them all the way again.

She couldn't grasp her own thoughts. Percentages, variables, equations working through the probabilities she'd seen, narrowing down the most likely. It hurt.

"M' head. It's math, and possibilities and... it's killin' me." She managed to half whisper.

Someone was carrying her, but she didn't know who, or much care. It felt like her ears should be bleeding. She felt cold tears slide from her eyes to her hairline.

She half opened her eyes, trying to get her bearings. The lights overhead were blindingly bright. In her brown eyes, speks of glowing gold flickered, tiny dustmotes of light.

"I think... I need... a doctor."

This is not Bad Wolf. This is the affects of what Bad Wolf and the nanogenes have been doing. New neural pathways have opened up allowing her to see possible timelines, probable outcomes. Not like a person considering the future, but actually seeing things unfold based on certain variables. Much like a ... well... a Gallifreyan. But she doesn't know how to control it or suppress it.

For the sake of game play, this also triggered a sudden burst of nanogene activity as well.

Hey, Rodney, been working on those nanogenes at all? LOL.

((OOC: Gah! Almost double posted again! I'm just guessing on where the heck the Doctor is.))

She was already running before Rose spoke, once Blaise's shrug indicated he didn't know where the Doctor was. Fine, she'd just have to check everywhere.

May dashed down the halls, checking in doors for the Doctor. Laundry? No. Control room? Of course not, he'd see it on the monitors.

Oh. Of course.

The lab door was, predictably, closed. May knocked on the door before opening it. "Doctor? Are you in here? Rose just collapsed!"

It was Rodney who had suggested an EMP. But the trouble with those were it was damn hard to set off a small, localised one. He was willing to shut down everything electronic in a quarter mile if he had to with Rose's humanity, if not her life on the line. But it was only a temporary measure. They still needed to extract the little bu...

Recalibrating the sonic screwdriver wasn't usually that hard. Unless you had substandard supplies and tools, of course.

Damon's appearance didn't so much as make the Doctor flinch/. He just looked up at him expectantly. After all he wouldn't teleport without good reason. The last time he had...

"Doctor!" Damon announced his presence without any preamble. "The nanites are active again. Rose needs you."

Right. Looks like Damon had been elected doomsayer.

Ignoring the clenching he felt in the vecinity of both his hearts the Doctor snapped the casing back onto his favorite tool and gestured to the door. "No one's seen Pierson since this morning. Best get House then..."

Damon cut him off, "He's already got her, heading for the medical lab."

He was efficient, and possibly talented. Too bad he was an ass and an adict as well. "Then we'll need Rodney as well. Hopefully we can go something to stop this once they're done this round."

The Doctor heard a knock at the door as he reached for the handel. "Doctor? Are you in here? Rose just collapsed!"

He opened the door, revealing himself and Damon. "So I heard. Thanks. Someone get Rodney. He can be helpful when it comes to this."

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[Daniel] The Unpleasant Announcement

[Rose]

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[Mayday]

[Doctor]

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