[Daniel] Day 20: Getting Back on Task (open tag)

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With things more or less, back to normal, Daniel resumed the briefing minus a few additional bodies. He knew that Molly was tending to Tara, and that May and Chris had presumably gone in that direction as well. Rodney was working on finding a way to dampen down Tara and hopefully the Doctor would be able to provide assistance in that endeavor as well. Faith was assigned to Isabel duty and he trusted that Molly and Chris would be able to keep an eye on May. As helpful as the young woman and the Winchester boys had been thus far, he still wasn't ready to lower his guard completely.

"So, who wants to go back to the beach and who wants to drop in on Camp Serenity?" Daniel asked. They'd made watch rotas, decided on whom was going to take inventory of what rooms and how to reorganize. A preliminary claim to rooms had been made, although there were still some rooms free and empty, and some people were indecisive. By unspoken, but somehow mutual decision, Daniel, the Doctor, Blaise, Jon and Locke had decided that the four new arrivals – Dean, Sam, May and Isabel – would not be left alone until they were sure of them. The Doctor had implied in last night's meeting in the control room that the first three so far hadn't seemed to lie to them and seemed trustworthy, but better to err on the side of caution. Once they delved into DHARMA's computer files, they'd have more information.

"It would probably be a good idea to send the jeep to the beach, and take advantage of more … extraordinary means … to get to Serenity," Daniel added. "I'm sure that people will want some of their personal items brought back from the beach and the caves, and the jeep has cargo space."

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(frozen) [Megabyte] All Hell part 2 (open tag)

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Megabyte felt the pain before he actually recognized the sound. Loud, sharp cracks like a car backfiring right in the front of the room. There was a moment of confusion – where did Boone come from, wasn't he too hurt to walk – and then there was the force that knocked him out of his seat and onto the floor and the sharp, burning pain in his shoulder.

He lay on his back, gasping. Megabyte's hand clutched his shoulder and he felt wetness beneath him.

Around him, chaos reigned.

(frozen) [Scott] All Hell part 2 (open tag)

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When Boone had stepped into the doorway Scott stared dumbfoundedly. Then the supposedly comatose man raised a gun and all hell broke loose.

Ripley raced past him. Her fury was nearly palpable. Scott reflexively threw up his shields as the emotional storm gained momentum. Ami's horror hit him, and then pain exploded in his side.

The next thing Scott knew he was on the floor clutching his blood-soaked side with one hand. Ami's telepathic shrieks for him and Megabyte resounded in his head.

It was too much. Scott choked off his link with Ami and retreated to his emotionless Algeiban side. There he could assess the damage the bullet had done -- it had pierced his side and his small intestine -- while looking around for Damon. The redhead lie on his back about 10 feet away. Blood seeped from under the hand clutching his shoulder. (He won't bleed out. I could. Me, then Ami, then him.)

Scott listened. The shooting had stopped. He connected mentally with his sphere in his pocket and began mending the torn blood vessels. (Stop the bleeding. The rest can wait.)

(frozen) [Quentin] All Hell part 2 (open tag)

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Quentin had been sitting with his back to the door when he heard the sudden pop of the gunfire. He felt the first shot whiz by his ear just as he spun around in his chair - if he had not moved, the bullet would have hit him square in the back of the head.

Looking around he saw Boone waving a gun and spraying the room with bullets. Ripley ran past him, and in her wake he felt a burning sensation on his ankle. /What the hell?/ he thought, bending down to see what was burning him. Another bullet whizzed by over his head, another one that would have connected with his head had he not moved. This one hit Damon in the shoulder.

"Damon!" Quentin yelled as he got to his feet.

Unfortunately Quentin's luck had run out. Just as he reached Damon where he lay on the floor, a bullet slammed into Quentin's back, the force throwing him to the floor beside Damon.

/Owwww.../ was Quentin's last thought before the world went black.

(OOC - Any mystical/technologically advanced healers, please don't work your mojo on Quentin, I have ebil in mind. If someone is going to do first aid on him, drop me an email and I will tell you what will be seen.)

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