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[lovethissuit]

[Peter sounds bone-freaking-tired, and if you detect a hint of self-loathing in his voice? Well, you win the Kewpie doll and the lifetime supply of turtle wax.]

Dr. Meredith Grey is dead. [A beat to let that sink in.] So unless somebody else is medically trained and hasn't said anything, that leaves the barracks with just the one doctor. If I'm

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[farsees]

I'm pretty sure we're all screwed, regardless of if we have a doctor or not.

[lovethissuit]

[Deadest pan ever:]

Good to know we won't be going without that buoying optimism. Thanks for filling that void.

[farsees]

What's your plan exactly?

[lovethissuit]

Right now my plan is to figure out what we know. Once we're all on the same page, then we can suss out a plan of action.

[farsees]

That's a terrible idea. If anyone knew anything, do you really think they'd just be sitting around with their thumbs up their asses up until this point? No, they'd be doing something about all of this. Trying to get back home. They'd be doing more than just scraping by.

No one knows much of anything, and if anyone actually does, do you really think you can trust them or where they got their information?

[lovethissuit]

There's a difference between a few dozen people trying to find their own way based on whatever small snapshot they've managed to get, and putting those pieces together for a bigger picture and a better perspective. Not to mention cross-referencing all the information means we can figure out what's bogus and what isn't.