Dr. Jackson wasn't too far away from where Clarice was working, doing his 'own' thing. With the notebook that was found to the side, and the diffferent, for want of another word, artefacts nearby with their markings, Daniel was making marks on a piece of paper, working through what they knew, what they surmised, and what they didn't when the first shouts came. He looked up when Miho, then Clarice, then the others galvanized into motion. That's more like it... He knew the former agent was afraid, but then again, they all were in one way or another. She's just learning to deal with the terror, but she's doing okay... She'll be okay.
Rising from his spot, Daniel counted the numbers headed off. Clarice. Armed. Miho.. unknown, but she's with Clarice. Jon. Armed. Him, he has to watch. As much as McKay considers him to be Jack, the kid isn't. Still... And Quentin, Charlie... and McKay? Headcount of who is left here... Some were foraging, some...
Aw... sometimes you just had to forget it and act... and Daniel shook his head and began to lope off after the group.
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[Daniel] What was that? (tag open)
Date: 2006-06-23 05:45 pm (UTC)Rising from his spot, Daniel counted the numbers headed off. Clarice. Armed. Miho.. unknown, but she's with Clarice. Jon. Armed. Him, he has to watch. As much as McKay considers him to be Jack, the kid isn't. Still... And Quentin, Charlie... and McKay? Headcount of who is left here... Some were foraging, some...
Aw... sometimes you just had to forget it and act... and Daniel shook his head and began to lope off after the group.