fandomhigh | The Library, Saturday Morning

[The Doctor sleeps better than the day before, to tell the truth. While he'd never been one for violence, he was one for action...and it wasn't as if he hadn't observed plenty of war. Sometime in the night, he felt CJ leave, but then she came back, so it was all right, and he continued to doze until the morning.

Now that said morning was here, it took him a moment to open his eyes and face just exactly what the library looked like in daylight, which was Pretty Damn Awful. And so he closed his eyes again, only to open them a second later. There was organisation to be done if they were going to continue to put up an adequate defense.

It struck him that perhaps they should merely attempt to get to a safe place, but the TARDIS was so very, very far away. The dorms had always put him slightly on edge, which meant that they could have some protection on them, but then again--he turned to look at just who was in the library--those who were here would probably think that giving up a battle to save their own backs was cowardice.

Obviously they hadn't lived long enough.

So the best 'acceptable' idea would be to get organised. Now. He slowly kissed CJ's cheek and then stood up to face the day.

And then he cleaned his sword, and started to wake the military types.]

((OOC: This post is meant to organise those in the library into an adequate defensive force, seeing as there's time to do so. He's currently waking up those who he sees as having some kind of military leadership background, and delegating.
Why delegating? I'm gone most of this afternoon (afternoon to those of you in the US/Canada), and can't organise it myself. I trust you know your characters and that they can do a good job. The Doctor himself can be NPCed by anyone who knows the recent fandom decently well; just remember that he will not, under any circumstances, EVER use a gun. The sword is a bit OOC, but frankly, I couldn't think of any way to fight zombies with a sonic screwdriver. Anyone who has a canonical problem with it can talk to me.
Have a good day, and I'll hopefully see you tonight. [turns off email commenting]))

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Aeryn uses a chair to stand up on a table.

"All right," she calls out. "For those of you who are still unarmed, I am going to take a small group down to the common areas to scrounge for weapons. I do not want to see anyone defenseless. Meet me by the door if you're coming along. If you're staying here, find something here to use as a weapon."

So, if you're going, please be careful. It would suck ~~a whole lot~~ if you didn't come back.

I definitely agree there...

::offers Aeryn a "Vote Cally" cookie::

If you need volunteers, I'm willing to help.

*takes cookie, looking a bit confused* Thank you.

And I could use volunteers. Thanks.

::salutes, smiling::

What's the plan, exactly?

We're going to go to the common areas, pick up things even civilians can use. Blunt, heavy objects. Something that could crush a zombie's head, things like that. Cam wants to hit the clinic, which is a very good idea.

I'm game, but I'm thinking we need to raid the clinic too.

Good idea. We'll stop there, too.

Alright then. *loads the shotgun* Whenever you're ready.

So far it looks like it's you, me and Cally...

*looks around* How many people do you want?

I was hoping some of the newbies would come along. But we can always bring things back for them.

::pulls out the 9mm Liz handed her last night, and takes a deep breath::

Alright. Ready whenever you are.

We're headed out.

*nods* Give them a moment or can I go try at the stand they put up outside to see if anyone wants to come along?

Yes, do that. I want everyone as armed as they can be.

*nods* Alright. *goes to see if he can rally some people together*

I'm in. Let me get my gun back from Crichton.

I don't wanna lug his 'Big Kahuna' around.

Sure thing.

Right here, Kara.

*hands Kara's gun back to her*

Be careful.

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pyramid-is-life.livejournal.com - 2005-09-24 20:44 (UTC) - Expand

Rory follows Cam. "Look, I've never fired a gun or anything. Up until last night, I had never even hit anyone," she rambles nervously.

She's left the cart for a few minutes, confident that people will be fine for a few minutes by themselves.