[D20 Modern] Stargate SG-1 - Part II - It's getting warmer

[Dark Nemesis]

Inside Warehouse 37
Las Vegas, Nevada
0740.18 hours, June 3, 2003

She smiled grimly, feeling very satisfied about her first shot. Even the impact againt her wounded shoulder did not bother her that much. "Got it!" she said in reply to Andreev. Taking a few more steps back, she once again fired a shot at the largest snake. She was well aware of the smaller snakes that were closing in, but she hoped that if they managed to bring the big one down, it would scare the smaller ones back into hiding in their lava pits. "Greyson! Put some distance between you and that big snake! We don't want to get cut off from the rest of the group!"

She could not help but to flinch when she saw Stewart's shirt burst into flames, and she hoped he was okay. It was amazingly brave of him to jump between Greyson and the snake like that. Foolish, perhaps, but brave.

 

[Jarval]

Lucas Fisher (52 VP, 16 WP, 3 (d4) AD)

Inside Warehouse 37
Las Vegas, Nevada
0740.18 hours, June 3, 2003

Realizing that his shooting seemed more likely to endanger his companions than hinder the alien snakes, Lucas followed Andreev's order, quickly gathering up any unattended gear. He kept a close eye on the approaching smaller aliens, ready to defend himself if any got too close.

 

[MadThinker]

Lt. Luthor Donovan (3d4 52VP 12WP)

Inside Warehouse 37
Las Vegas, Nevada
0740.18 hours, June 3, 2003

Donovan acknowledged his commander’s orders with well-practiced ease. With equal well-practiced skill, Donovan took aim with his rifle and placed a single shot which impacted nicely into the large creature’s right shoulder. The environment didn’t matter, the group of teams in front of the creature didn’t matter . . . only he and his target.

Donovan watched as the bullet hit it's mark. He shouted a brief "Yes, Sir!" in response to Commander Durant's orders, and he cocked the rifle and took aim for another shot...

 

[ajkar]

Lt Barry Stewart 49VP 14WP 3d6AD

Uh! Oh!

Stewart's eyes darted at his gun in shame.

I think I'm going to need a bigger weapon!

His eyes darted back to the naga-thing.

I'm dead! ... I just don't realize it!

Ilianov barked his orders and heard from Lorelai that it would take 5-10 seconds until the gate would open. She reminded him that people needed to be at least 15 feet away from the event horizon when it opened or they would be vaporized.

Vaporized!?

A sudden flash of inspiration at Lorelai's warning about the gate coming on line, prompted Stewart to backstep closer to Grayson. All the while he did his best to keep himself alive. He gave an orienting glance back to Grayson and Barry narrowly avoided the jerry can of gas that Jeremiah tossed at the monster.

Stewart muted his voice somewhat so the creature wouldn't overhear what he said to Grayson, "Grayson tell these things we are about to open the gate to their world. They just need to be VERY CLOSE so they can get through and we can close the gate."

 

[Nuke261]

Lt. Commander Craig Durant (4D6 AD, 44VP, 14WP)

Inside Warehouse 37
Las Vegas, Nevada
0740.18 hours, June 3, 2003

Durant saw a container fly past him. Then another one rolled by. What the hell! He looked to see Jeremiah throwing his pile of combustibles at the snakes of doom. "Grayson! That stuff makes 'em stronger! They're trying to kill us! Stop NOW!" In reality it was a small amount of materials, but he did not want them getting any more help than they already had.
With his attention already broken, Durant looked to make sure everyone was starting to fall back. Then he flipped his fire selector to single shot and fired at papa-naga again.

 

[Keia]

Inside Warehouse 37
Las Vegas, Nevada
0740.24 hours, June 3, 2003

Donovan raised his sights ever so slightly and waited to take his shot. On one of the salamander’s rhythmic weaves, his target of choice was moving into position. Anticipating the completion of the creature’s movement, Donovan fired his sniper rifle. In the blink after the shot, Donovan didn’t see if the shot hit its mark. The creature had stopped its movement. For a second (which actually seemed like much longer), the creature froze in its tracks . . . its huge spear slipped from its fingers . . . and it began to fall backward onto its back.

Ilianov looked on the scene developing as the smaller creatures closed and Lorelai worked to active the Stargate. With a satisfied yell, Lorelai punched the final symbol and the seventh chevron activated. With a resounding whoosh, the Stargate’s wormhole burst forth in a cone shape, then settled into a shimmering event horizon.

The creatures, stunned by the collapse of their leader and the activation of the Stargate, didn’t advance on the team . . . waiting on what the team did. Lt. Reed continued to cover the creatures, not even glancing up as the wormhole formed even so close to her position.

Jeremiah tossed the smoldering items from him, missing the creature . . . though getting the items away from himself as well. Nearby, the discarded flares and fuel sparked and ignited.

Lt. Stewart, seeing his target fall, realized that he was still wearing a shirt that was on fire. He tore the shirt from his chest and tossed the burning garment aside.

OOC: All, see OOC for notes.

 

[Calim]

Inside Warehouse 37
Las Vegas, Nevada
0740.24 hours, June 3, 2003

Tossing the remaining items from himself so as not to burn next time a creature hit him, Jeremiah can not help but be astonished as the Wormhole forms. He looks around making sure that everyone was still up and walking or able to move and he takes a deep breath and rushes for the Wormhole and disappears through it.

 

[Jarval]

Lucas Fisher (52 VP, 16 WP, 3 (d4) AD)

Inside Warehouse 37
Las Vegas, Nevada
0740.24 hours, June 3, 2003

Lucas started for the Stargate, laden with as much gear as he could reasonably carry. Pausing a few steps from the event horizon, he looked back at Durant.

"Sir, permission to get the hell out of here?" He asked. If given the go-ahead, he plunged into the shimmering pool...

 

[Dark Nemesis]

Inside Warehouse 37
Las Vegas, Nevada
0740.24 hours, June 3, 2003

"Nice shooting!" Rylee said, definitely feeling relieved now that the large snake was dead. She cast a quick glance behind her, in time to see the Stargate open up. It certainly was an impressive sight to behold. "I guess that's our ticket out of here..." She could not help but to hope that there was a nice, green forest on the other side.

She continued to make her way toward the gate, keeping a wary eye upon the smaller snake creatures. Then, remembering Stewart, she slowed her pace to allow him to catch up. "What were you thinking, jumping in front of a snake like that?" She tsked, but it was fairly obvious that she was impressed. "I'll take a look at those burns when we get to the other side, okay?"

 

[kid A]

Andreev Ilianov (3d4 AD 45VP 14WP)

Inside Warehouse 37
Las Vegas, Nevada
0740.24 hours, June 3, 2003

Ilianov looked on the scene developing as the smaller creatures closed and Lorelai worked to active the Stargate. With a satisfied yell, Lorelai punched the final symbol and the seventh chevron activated. With a resounding whoosh, the Stargate’s wormhole burst forth in a cone shape, then settled into a shimmering event horizon.

His astonishment was apparent in every feature on his face. Donovan had managed to take out the lead naga-creature, with two well-placed shots from his rifle! Had Lorelai not managed to open the Stargate, causing the wormhole to blast out from the gate itself, he probably would have continued staring in disbelief. Perhaps it was simply the way things had been going against their luck, but he had never imagined that a simple bullet could kill a creature like... that.

The activation of the Stargate, however, successfully ripped his attention away from the scene in front of him. Grabbing his gear, he barked an order to those positioned at the DHD. "Everyone grab your equipment, and let us prepare to enter the Stargate." As everyone reacted around him, he called to Durant. "Commander, the Stargate is now ne, and we are ready to pass through the wormhole! Shall I lead the first wave of us through the gate?"