Jan 14, 2011 15:33
[Sweet's been around. Gathering supplies, mostly. Medical things were something he couldn't afford to leave behind. He'd figured out enough in the small amount of time he'd been here so far that when the fences go down, it means something bad. They had students to protect, yeah. That's why they're in the bunkers. He didn't volunteer to go down there for a reason.
One, they were safer there, and he was the medical officer of this school. He needed to be on the line where things happened, where he could do the most good.
Two, every one he gave a damn about... his team... was up here on the surface. Yeah, maybe they weren't the crew they were before Atlantis went down. But they were something. And that was enough.
The circle set up toward the center of the common area was nice, Sweet had to admit it. Girl singing? He remembered her face from the files. Not a bad idea. Something to lighten things up. But Sweet? He's not one for crowds. In times like these, when things start falling? He knows who he wants by his side, and who probably needs him there.
He mimics what the pirate woman had done. Yanks a few lanterns from here or there and sits down next to Audrey. The Lieutenant had them sharing sleeping bags anyway. Weren't enough for all the teachers. For him and his? Wasn't a problem. In a way, he was used to it.
Pulling Audrey up next to him, he stuck an arm around her and hugged her a little. Girl looked damned tired.
They needed something... to lighten things up. All of them.]
r: helga sinclair,
p: joshua sweet,
r: vinny,
r: rourke,
r: audrey,
r: milo thatch