[BTR]

[eelseason]

{{OOC: The following entry is scrawled in a rough and hurried hand, drops of blood flecking the paper:}}

[Locked: Hotel basement residents]

It's true. Calisto is dead. I checked her body myself, saw it with my own eyes. The terror is over.

I can promise more information forthcoming. Everyone will be informed. But for now, we have friends and family to look after. Those of you who are reading this, please offer what support you can. Do what you can. If you don't know what to do, see me, Gwen Cooper or Sam Tyler. We appreciate all the help you can offer.

We're at the end of a dark time, and there's light on the horizon. Keep up hope.

~Jack

Comments

[belle-heaven.livejournal.com]

Tell me what to do Jack...You know me better then most, and if I don't help soon, I'm going to go insane. What do you need me to do?

[eelseason]

Rose, keep an eye on the Doctor. He, Des, Martha — I don't think any of them are thinking too well right now, and he's coming to grips with a lot of bad stuff. Charlie should be there to help, but he knows you.

And step light around Martha. She's not at her best right now, and she has some pretty serious uncertainties about just — kid gloves, okay? But don't patronize, just — it's complicated. Be yourself.

[belle-heaven.livejournal.com]

....Do you enjoy being ominous? Sorry. Right. Eye on the Doctor. And step light around Martha....Care to elaborate a bit? I mean, obviously there are things I shouldn't say, to any of them. But really what do you mean?

Nevermind. I'm sure I can figure it out.

[eelseason]

Look, all she knows about you is how bad-off the Doctor was after Canary Wharf. It's not your fault, what happened or her impressions, but it might be awkward.

[belle-heaven.livejournal.com]

Wait she

Okay. So. Well.


I'll...I dunno. I'll figure something out. Right.



I've an idea Jack...something to help...I dunno. Well it's something they did back home. We could talk, maybe, about it?

[eelseason]

—

–Yeah. Come find me I'll be somewhere, you know the general around; shouldn't be —

Just come find me. I'll make the time.