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crossing_lostrp2007-06-28 07:10 pm
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[Scott-in-House] So Done with This
Who: Scott, Ami, Isabel, NPC Ripley
When: About 1:45 p.m.
Where: Cafeteria (non-Reading Room)
Invited: Everyone
Status: Complete
Sweat was beading on Scott's forehead from the minimal effort of nudging boxes and cans of food into a pile with House's cane. He was coping fairly well until Ami returned, easily carrying two suitcases and his computer bag with Blaise's in-shape body. Scott scowled before he could hide the expression.
Ami jogged up to him, laying one hand on his shoulder. "What's wrong, love?" He still wasn't used to hearing her words and accent in Blaise's baritone.
"Everything!" Scott snapped. "I'm exhausted just from this, and House is god knows where, and YET ANOTHER bad thing is going to happen--" Scott's angry gesturing disrupted his balance. Fortunately Ami caught him before he toppled over.
Ami reached out to soothe him, which was just plain wrong with her in the Marine's body. Scott stopped her with a look, then drew a deep breath. "I'm okay. As okay as I'm going to be, anyway." He motioned at the pile of non-perishables he'd collected. "Would you put that in one of the bags Isabel found?"
When: About 1:45 p.m.
Where: Cafeteria (non-Reading Room)
Invited: Everyone
Status: Complete
Sweat was beading on Scott's forehead from the minimal effort of nudging boxes and cans of food into a pile with House's cane. He was coping fairly well until Ami returned, easily carrying two suitcases and his computer bag with Blaise's in-shape body. Scott scowled before he could hide the expression.
Ami jogged up to him, laying one hand on his shoulder. "What's wrong, love?" He still wasn't used to hearing her words and accent in Blaise's baritone.
"Everything!" Scott snapped. "I'm exhausted just from this, and House is god knows where, and YET ANOTHER bad thing is going to happen--" Scott's angry gesturing disrupted his balance. Fortunately Ami caught him before he toppled over.
Ami reached out to soothe him, which was just plain wrong with her in the Marine's body. Scott stopped her with a look, then drew a deep breath. "I'm okay. As okay as I'm going to be, anyway." He motioned at the pile of non-perishables he'd collected. "Would you put that in one of the bags Isabel found?"
[Blaise]
Blaise hurried through the corridors of the bunker, not quite running. He paused long enough to give a quick visual sweep of the folk in the nearer cafeteria. None of the people he was seeking were inside. He moved on.
Coming around another corner, Blaise spied George, Chloe and May in the young japanese man's form ahead of him. "George! Chloe!"
They stopped and turned to face him. "Tara says you've got things worked out?" Blaise said.
"We do," Chloe said. "Come on, we're going in there," she added, pointing at the cafeteria door. "As soon as we can get the right people together, we're going to put them back where they belong."
"Good," Blaise said fervently. He followed them into the cafetera. He saw Isabel, Sam Tyler, House and--"Ami!" Blaise called.
He hurried toward Ami, ushering George and Chloe along. "They say they can fix this," he said. "So let's do it!"
[Isabel]
[Alia]
AFK again
[Ami] Time Out
OOC
GAME EVENT COMING
OOC note
OOC: Everyone out!
OOC giggles