[Daniel] Day 20: Debriefing (open tag)
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crossing_lostrpDaniel waited quietly, going over the notes in front of him, while waiting for everyone to have some breakfast and get on the same page. The notes were simply a way to organize his thoughts and a list of questions he wanted to ask, systems that needed to be investigated, observations that he'd made about the prisoners and the facility.
"Okay then, I'm not seeing any dusty rocks so what do you –" Jon leaned over his shoulder to peer at the writing and stopped in mid-sentence. "Do you do anything the normal way, ever, Daniel?"
"What's the problem, Jon? Not up on your Gaelic?"
"You're writing notes in Gaelic. If I ask why are you going to tell? You know without boring me to death before I'm actually legally old enough to drink?"
"It's a precaution," Daniel explained. "Our friends here, and I do use the term friends quite lightly, have access to –" Daniel paused, then decided that there was really no point in not saying it aloud, "—Ancient technology. They might be able to read it.
"I thought about all the other languages, but didn't want to chance that they knew one of those."
"Right. Makes perfect sense," Jon rolled his eyes. He kicked out a chair and dropped into it. "So, what's the big game plan? Interrogation? Torture? Throw them to the smoke monster?"
"Sounds good to me," someone muttered.
"It looks like we're all present and accounted for," Daniel looked up at those assembled and smirked at Dean balancing two plates of food. That seemed awfully domestic for Faith, but he could be wrong. "At least all of us whom are going to be present and accounted for.
"Let's get down to it, then."
"What are we doing with them?" Damon asked. The red head didn't have to point out which them he referred to.
"Before discussing the prisoners, I'd like to go over a few other things. This is the easy stuff." Daniel looked at Rodney and then the Doctor and gave them both a nod. "The Doctor and Rodney spent a lot of time working with the start you gave us, Damon. This entire complex is under our control now and completely separate from any other systems that these DHARMA people might have or do have running.
"That doesn't mean that we can let our guard down. It's entirely possible that they are planning a counterstrike. We do have several of their people, and I'm sure that they'll want them back. We'll keep the outside guard rotations at night. The cameras do have a lens to shift to night vision and we can engage the perimeter lights if we chose to do so.
"This place has food and supplies, but we don't know what or how much. Someone, probably several someones, are going to need to take stock of what's in the pantry, what's in the storeroom and what's in the kitchen. Also, I'll see if Dr. Pierson can't take stock of the medical supplies, particularly the drugs that we might need."
No one interrupted to ask why he hadn't chosen House.
"Preliminary checks and a bed count reveal that this facility sleeps 22. I'm not going to assign rooms. We're all adults, and I'm sure you can figure it out. There are twenty beds. There are a limited number of rooms. Some of you are going to be roomies, if you want to have a roof over your head. And that's all I'm going to say about that.
"In addition to inventory, someone is going to need to go back to the garden, the tunnel, the Beach Camp and Camp Serenity, to brief them on the situation here. We have a jeep, which won't be as fast as the other methods of transport available to us, but a jeep won't physically tire anyone out."
"A jeep that has to go in two different directions. That's going to take time," Damon pointed out. "Whichever way the jeep doesn't go, I will." He didn't elaborate. He also didn't sound happy about volunteering. Given his preoccupation with finding Claire and being with Claire, Daniel wasn't surprised.
"Let's not jump the gun, Damon. We'll see what we need," Daniel said quietly, giving the other man a sympathetic nod. "Last but not least, we have the prisoners. Some of them got away, and chances are that the ones who escaped will come for their people. We need to be prepared, and before we decide what to do with them, we need to find out a lot more about them."
"Okay then, I'm not seeing any dusty rocks so what do you –" Jon leaned over his shoulder to peer at the writing and stopped in mid-sentence. "Do you do anything the normal way, ever, Daniel?"
"What's the problem, Jon? Not up on your Gaelic?"
"You're writing notes in Gaelic. If I ask why are you going to tell? You know without boring me to death before I'm actually legally old enough to drink?"
"It's a precaution," Daniel explained. "Our friends here, and I do use the term friends quite lightly, have access to –" Daniel paused, then decided that there was really no point in not saying it aloud, "—Ancient technology. They might be able to read it.
"I thought about all the other languages, but didn't want to chance that they knew one of those."
"Right. Makes perfect sense," Jon rolled his eyes. He kicked out a chair and dropped into it. "So, what's the big game plan? Interrogation? Torture? Throw them to the smoke monster?"
"Sounds good to me," someone muttered.
"It looks like we're all present and accounted for," Daniel looked up at those assembled and smirked at Dean balancing two plates of food. That seemed awfully domestic for Faith, but he could be wrong. "At least all of us whom are going to be present and accounted for.
"Let's get down to it, then."
"What are we doing with them?" Damon asked. The red head didn't have to point out which them he referred to.
"Before discussing the prisoners, I'd like to go over a few other things. This is the easy stuff." Daniel looked at Rodney and then the Doctor and gave them both a nod. "The Doctor and Rodney spent a lot of time working with the start you gave us, Damon. This entire complex is under our control now and completely separate from any other systems that these DHARMA people might have or do have running.
"That doesn't mean that we can let our guard down. It's entirely possible that they are planning a counterstrike. We do have several of their people, and I'm sure that they'll want them back. We'll keep the outside guard rotations at night. The cameras do have a lens to shift to night vision and we can engage the perimeter lights if we chose to do so.
"This place has food and supplies, but we don't know what or how much. Someone, probably several someones, are going to need to take stock of what's in the pantry, what's in the storeroom and what's in the kitchen. Also, I'll see if Dr. Pierson can't take stock of the medical supplies, particularly the drugs that we might need."
No one interrupted to ask why he hadn't chosen House.
"Preliminary checks and a bed count reveal that this facility sleeps 22. I'm not going to assign rooms. We're all adults, and I'm sure you can figure it out. There are twenty beds. There are a limited number of rooms. Some of you are going to be roomies, if you want to have a roof over your head. And that's all I'm going to say about that.
"In addition to inventory, someone is going to need to go back to the garden, the tunnel, the Beach Camp and Camp Serenity, to brief them on the situation here. We have a jeep, which won't be as fast as the other methods of transport available to us, but a jeep won't physically tire anyone out."
"A jeep that has to go in two different directions. That's going to take time," Damon pointed out. "Whichever way the jeep doesn't go, I will." He didn't elaborate. He also didn't sound happy about volunteering. Given his preoccupation with finding Claire and being with Claire, Daniel wasn't surprised.
"Let's not jump the gun, Damon. We'll see what we need," Daniel said quietly, giving the other man a sympathetic nod. "Last but not least, we have the prisoners. Some of them got away, and chances are that the ones who escaped will come for their people. We need to be prepared, and before we decide what to do with them, we need to find out a lot more about them."
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(frozen) [Aiden] Water water everywhere (tag Faith, open)
Date: 2006-08-27 03:19 am (UTC)And then she was wet.
"Son of a bitch!" she yelled, putting down her water logged coffe mug and sliding off the counter leaving a puddle in her wake. For a moment she just stood dripping and observing, her brain trying to process a lot of new information at once.
She went over and got a tea towel. She patted dry her face then started to dry her hair.
Tara of course. Aiden resisted the urge to grumble aloud.
"I'm all for putting Sabrina in a rubber padded room." She looked around at everything everybody was going through. She knew she was lucky, last time she'd had a run in with Tara's magic she ended up with a blow to the head. "For she kills someone."
Then she went for the medical supplies. No medical supply cabniet worth it's salt, even one run by kindnapping crazies, was without extra scrubs. She pulled out a pair and started to undress. She wasn't the least bit self-concious changing in a room with men, shared a locker room with them for years. She couldn't help but think of her partner's smirk. Their playful banter. And she smiled for a moment. But even happy memories made her heart hurt. So she pouted. She didn't have anything of his. She had a picture of her family, her best friend's FBI t-shirt, but nothing of her partner's to remind her of him. Just faded memories and thought about what could of been.
She pulled on the scrubs, wiping herself with the towel as she went. The starched material itched her skin but at least they were dry. She pulled out another pair and tossed them at Faith, who was still standing around naked.
Then she washed her hands and took over where May had left off making breakfast.
(frozen) OOC: Note
Date: 2006-08-27 02:04 pm (UTC)There is a map of the facility here (http://community.livejournal.com/xinglost_admin/6640.html) and scrubs would be in the bedrooms, the locker room and storage area. Medicines are in the exam room(s) and the lab.
(frozen) OOC: Oops
Date: 2006-08-27 03:19 pm (UTC)*shrug*
Ultimately, it all works out, 'cause Faith isn't standing around naked anymore.
(frozen) Redirect
Date: 2006-08-27 04:18 pm (UTC)