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Outside Room 238, After Fourth Period

Sam knocked on the door, ready to help set up for that evening. After all, they needed somewhere to store the extra party snacks, right?

She looked at her To Do list:

Weapons Drop Off/Pick Up
First Aid/Medical Area
Comms
--Laptops
--Cell Phones
--Ear Pieces

Time to get to work.

[ooc: Will eventually be edited to be the support group center.]

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Rory picked up a spare headset, nodding. "I'd rather be involved and know what's happening than sitting here wringing my hands," she said, fixing it on her head. "I'll be fine, though."

"What she said," John says. He might be hovering a bit. Because...yeah.

Rory moved her laptop so John could see.

"Okay, see those dots?" she asked, pointing. "That's Aeryn's group. I'm not sure which is which yet."

John looks at the laptop and nods. "Okay, they're dots. I can work with that. Cool technology."

"Isn't it?" Rory said. "I think that one's Aeryn, if I'm tracking the numbers right."

She didn't add that she had figured out which dot was Anakin a few minutes earlier.

As soon as Rory pointed out dot!Aeryn, John watches it like a hawk.

"Thanks, Rory. Sorry for hovering."

"Totally fine. I know if I had someone out there like that, I'd hover and want to know exactly what's going on," Rory said, trying to keep her voice emotionless as she watched the tiny blue dot she'd assigned to Anakin.

"Yeah," John says, still watching the dot. "This is harder than I thought it would be. But, if you can hold it together, I can too."

Sam studied Rory carefully. So far she looked like she'd hold up. "I know exactly how you feel. But, if anytime you're not, I want you to step back and walk away, okay? We can't do anything about their situation if we're not thinking calmly and logically."

"Absolutely," Rory nodded. "I'm not going to risk anything getting messed up because I've taken a turn for the emo."

Sam smiled. "And you should go to the bathroom before we get started. Trust me."

Rory set the headset back down and disappeared for a moment.

She returned, having visited the bathroom as instructed and with two cups of coffee. She set them down a good distance away from the equipment, and pointed at them before picking up the headset again. "I figure we might need caffeine."

"Good instincts," Sam smiled reassuringly at her. Or at least attempted to do so. "Ready?"

"As I'll ever be," Rory said, nodding.

"Okay, then." She slid the headset on and began watching the screen. "Aeryn, Deadboy, this is Control. We're set and you have a Go."

Rory glanced sidelong at Sam, and began replacing the phone numbers listed in the sidebar on the screen with actual names, and color-coding the dots.

"Do I need a callsign?" she whispered, covering the mouthpiece of her headset.

"Only if you want one," Sam smiled at her. "And only if you're going to speak over the headset, which you shouldn't be unless I'm unconscious."

Rory returned the smile. "Then no. And if you're unconscious, I think I'll just go by Rory, since cutesy nicknames won't really be in the front of my mind."

She went back to watching the screen and typing up names. "Everyone still looks like they're good."

Angela peeps over Rory's shoulder. She notices one dot that seems to be a little away from the two clusters; for some reason, her eyes keep going back to it.

"I'm too nervous," she finally admits. "I need to keep busy, so I'm going to go drop in the party for a few. Do you want me to bring back a drink or anything?"

Sam shook her head.

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"Good. Just keep an eye on the screen and let me know if that changes, okay?"

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"It's Crunchwolf," Cameron whined. "I'm not dead yet."

"Sorry, Crunchwolf. And don't talk that way."

"Then don't call me that," Cameron argued because he was feeling difficult.

"Fine, Cameron." She rolled her eyes and gritted her teeth. "You still have a Go. I won't be asking for reports, since I don't want to give away your position, so keep me posted if you need anything. Control out."

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