fikgirl ([identity profile] fikgirl.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] crossing_lostrp2006-10-17 12:20 pm

[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."

[Mayday] Say what?

[identity profile] weirdweb.livejournal.com 2006-10-17 05:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Daniel's reasoning made sense, but it still stuck in May's craw. Sure, they were support staff, sure, they were following orders, but from what she'd heard, some of them seemed to enjoy the suffering of their prisoners. Orders or not, fear of DHARMA or not, they'd had a choice.

(Alison had a choice, too. That's why I'm alive. And I don't think even DHARMA is scarier than Osborn.)

After a moment, she raised her hand. Yeah, it was completely grade-school, but with the murmuring going on it was probably better not to just jump in. "So what are we going to do with them, then? They might be support staff, but we're not just going to let them out around here, turn our backs and assume they'll be out of our hair?"

No one had told May about the last person they'd exiled from camp and what had really happened to her. She probably wouldn't have brought that up if she knew.

[identity profile] purplerhino.livejournal.com 2006-10-17 11:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Rose sat there, tense. Hell, she never let the Doctor get away his crap without stating her mind, she wasn't about to back down for Daniel Jackson.

She stood up. "Anyone think to ask us about this? The ones who were here, bein' held down, injected with stuff, tortured... they damn near raped Daisy. If the new girl's suggestion would work, I'm all for keepin' 'em in stasis or somethin' forever if we 'ave to."

Rose looked around for support. She wished the Doctor wasn't in the medical lab right now.

Or did he do that on purpose. He was tacitly backing Daniel as leader from the start. If he disagreed with Dr. Jackson, he wasn't going to argue it out in a big meeting. No, that wasn't like him. He'd argue with anyone and to hell with anyone who disagreed. Maybe he agreed with Daniel and didn't want to argue with her about it. Damn it. That she could see him doing.

[Mayday] Double take

[identity profile] weirdweb.livejournal.com 2006-10-21 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
((OOC: Coming from here (http://community.livejournal.com/crossing_lostrp/111632.html?thread=3619856#t3619856) and here (http://community.livejournal.com/crossing_lostrp/111632.html?thread=3622672#t3622672). Re-threaded to make this less confusing.))

Fortunately, the Doctor was in there, and already heading for the door as she opened it. May jumped back to allow him to pass, with Damon right behind him.

Damon.

Who was in the kitchen when she left.

Wait a minute.

"Hey--" she began, but the two men were already running down the hallway.

She stood there for a second, blinking. Had she been mistaken? Even with a couple stops to check rooms, he couldn't have beaten her there without her noticing. Confused, May took a second to stick her head into the lab, glancing around for any sign of secret doors or anything that looked remotely like a transporter pad. Nothing.

After a moment's thought, she decided that she didn't want to know and hurried after them.