[identity profile] fikgirl.livejournal.com posting in [community profile] crossing_lostrp
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."

[Scott]

Date: 2006-10-19 04:02 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] starborn-scribe.livejournal.com
Scott had deliberately kept quiet during the debate. Most of it was pointless. Despite how wrong it seemed to let the "staff" go, it made sense. Ripley could follow them if she wanted. The bunker would be attacked no matter what was decided here. Too many of the DHARMA people had escaped. Strategy wasn't Scott's forte, and he was too emotionally invested in the prisoners because of what the bastards had done to the women to trust his own conclusions. So he simply listened and kept an eye on Ami's physical well-being.

The mention of this "buffer" that could hold people(!) was also a welcome distraction. (I'll have to see if I can tolerate McKay enough to convince him to let me help work on the thing.) Ami must have overheard the thought, because she grinned and squeezed his hand.

Ami's warning and the following empathic projection were a surprise. Then Rose collapsed, and Ami touched her and recoiled. Despite their narrowed link, Scott felt a psychic slap in the face as well. Shaking his head and wiping tears from his eyes, he wrapped one arm around Ami protectively. "What happened?" He scrutinized Rose's prone form worriedly. /I want to check on her, but... is it safe?/


OOC: While the above makes sense IC, the reality is that I've only just now caught up with this thread. *blush*

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