[GAME EVENT] BYE BYE, BUNKER!

[sinanju]

Who: Daniel Jackson
When: NOW!
Where: Just outside the lab (initially)
Invited: ALL PLAY
Status: Very Dangerous Complete

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[George]

[sinanju]

George stared down at Jack, appalled by the sight. Just when she thought he was lost he'd clawed his way to the surface. She'd watched him meet her eyes and try to say something--but all that came out was a bloody froth. Then he'd died.

There was no doubt in George's mind about that. She'd seen far too much death up close and personal to mistake that look. Jack blurred and ran, all mixed up with the tears that spilled down her cheeks. George sat back on her knees and cried.

Eventually she became aware that Scott was shouting at her. She ignored him. Then he was looming over her, his hand on her shoulder to get her attention. He wanted her to switch him back so he could help.

"You can't help!" George yelled, furious at him. She just wanted to be left alone with her grief. "He's dead!" (Nobody can help him,) George thought. (Nobody but me.)

Jack needed her. George focused on that. He was dead and she couldn't change that, but he was also stuck in his body. And that she could fix.

George wiped her eyes so she could see what she was doing. "I have to..." she muttered, more to herself than anyone else. "I gotta get down there," she said, and crawled toward the edge of the slope.

[Scott]

[starborn_scribe]

George shouted, "You can't help! He's dead!"

Scott was left sweating and grinding his teeth from House's body's discomfort as the grim reaper made her way into the crater. He wanted to yell back, "There are other people here, alive and injured!" but he held his tongue. Grief over Jack's obvious death hadn't hit yet, so his focus was the injured.

Rather than stand there fuming Scott got to work. Turning his back to the crater he surveyed the chaos ahead of him. Ami made her way over to him, blood trickling from the cut on her (Blaise's) scalp. Locke and Daniel-in-Doctor were already tending to those who were hurt. "Is there anyone who can't be moved?" Scott called. He shrugged off House's shirt as they replied. The fabric was far from sterile, but they'd need field dressings.

OOC: There's no need to RP the triage, I think. I figure the leader and medic-types will designate an area an inpromptu infirmary and start first aid.