[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."

[Doctor]

Date: 2006-10-21 01:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] purplerhino.livejournal.com
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."

OOC

Date: 2006-10-21 01:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] weirdweb.livejournal.com
Will delete the below comment if it's contradictory.

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