[Stargate SG-1 RPG] Part III - The Enemy of my Friend . . .

[Keia]

The Slight Shelter along the Trail
P7X-912
Approximately 6:30am alien time

Darkness settled subtly on the alien mountains. The sun, with its pale light edged its way to the horizon, bringing darkness into the mountain trail long before the sky was fully dark. Then, almost as if using a dimmer switch, the light faded out completely over the next several minutes. Stars appeared though very faint (as though watching an open sky from a city - the lights of the city dimming the stars, though there were no lights here).

Fires were light and watches were set. The meal was decent but light - nothing like the fare that those aboard Myrrdin's vessel enjoyed earlier in the day. The sounds of the mountains were strangely silent to Rylee's and Lucas's ears. The normal wildlife sounds were non-existent.

The evening passed uneventfully. Lucas recommended a fully meal for breakfast - as the exertions of the day would require everyone's body had plenty of energy.

OOC: All

 

[kid A]

Andreev Ilianov

The Slight Shelter along the Trail
P7X-912
Approximately 6:30am alien time

The evening passed uneventfully. Lucas recommended a fully meal for breakfast - as the exertions of the day would require everyone's body had plenty of energy.

Andreev was up with the sun, and while he was loathe to awaken his teammates so early, they had much to do during the sunlight hours. "Everyone, please, get up. We must eat and begin our journey. We have a long way yet to travel before the sun sets tonight."

 

[Dark Nemesis]

The Slight Shelter along the Trail
P7X-912
Approximately 6:30am alien time

The evening passed uneventfully. Lucas recommended a fully meal for breakfast - as the exertions of the day would require everyone's body had plenty of energy.

Rylee had difficulty sleeping that evening; she was too unnerved by the unnatural silence to be able to sleep peacefully. More than once she found herself getting up to pace the perimeter of their camp.

When Lucas suggested a full breakfast, she glanced wearily at one of the MREs that she had pulled from her bag. It was something called beef stroganoff, and it did not sound overly appetizing. As the others began to rise from their sleeping bags, she took her weapons and began to look around, trying to find any sign of wildlife or greenery. What they had seen yesterday was not very reassuring, but Rylee was determined to at least check. For a moment, she even eyed Krizzel, but quickly dismissed the idea. Cat meat was too stringy; it barely made a decent stew.

 

[Nuke261]

Lt. Commander Craig Durant

The Slight Shelter along the Trail
P7X-912
Approximately 6:30am alien time

Durant saw the others beginning to stir in the camp and moved back towards them. "Nothing to report from my watch. Andreev is right, best to eat now while we have the chance."

Durant had a lot of time to think while he was on guard duty. This was not going to be simple. Not as bad as fighting giant fire lizards or man-eating bugs. But, still not easy. Of course if had wanted a simple job he would not have stayed in Special Ops.

The only easy day was yesterday.

He smiled to himself and dug into an MRE. He wanted a big drink of water but opted to conserve their supply. He watched Rylee fidget around the camp. She had been up and around a lot during the night but had not stopped to talk. She seemed much more used to spending her time alone. She had helped out when the group needed it but it might be best to keep an eye on her.

 

[Keia]

On the Mountain Path
P7X-912
Approximately 4:00pm alien time

Shortly after breakfast, the group set out again along the southern road. After another mile of travel, everyone started watching for a path that would lead them into the mountains to continue their journey. No one found anything.

For several hours, Rylee and Lucas searched for signs of the path. Meanwhile, frustration was increasing for those waiting to continue, especially for Durant and Donovan. A heated collaboration of the two ensued at one point, with each believing they had found the path – unfortunately both ‘paths’ puttered out after only a couple dozen yards. Surprisingly, it took until the pale sun was visible above the mountains before the two survival experts discovered the path off of the main road.

When Durant and the others started traveling on the path, they began to understand the difficulty. According to Lucas, the path looked more like a runoff for water than a path – it actually descended from the road twenty or thirty feet before continuing on. After a slight bend the path leveled and climbed – but still didn’t look like a path. Both of the experts agreed that this was the only path, though no one else could see any path at all.

Several hours of very rough slow-rising terrain covered the remainder of the day. Numerous slight ankle twists and light spills into the rocks and gravel were the order of the day, with only Lt. Reed seemingly immune. One particular sprawl by Lorelai disturbed Krizzel so much that he darted up the side of the mountain, wasting another twenty minutes before the cat had calmed enough to allow itself to be recovered.

It was barely 4:00pm when Lucas called the halt to the trip. The sun had been behind the mountains for almost twenty minutes and sight was becoming difficult. A rough camp was made directly in the ‘path’ as there were no recesses nearby for shelter.

OOC: All

 

[Dark Nemesis]

On the Mountain Path
P7X-912
Approximately 4:00pm alien time

Rylee dealt with the challenges of the day quietly, though she could occasionally be seen taking long drinks from her flask. As they slowly made their way up the mountain side, she was suddenly very glad that she had taken the time to refill it; at the same time, she tried not to drink to much. She needed to keep her senses sharp in case there was a problem.

At last, it was time to make camp. She helped as much as she could to set up the camp, then took a quick look around to see if there was any signs of wildlife of vegetation. If what she had seen during the day was any indication, then it looked like they would probably be dining on MREs. Again.

"What is the schedule for watches?" She asked Durant as she looked about the area.

 

[Nuke261]

Lt. Commander Craig Durant

On the Mountain Path
P7X-912
Approximately 4:00pm alien time

Another day of hiking another day filled with rocks. Lots of rocks. Big rocks and little rocks. Oh, and some dirt, too. Seemed like the group was measuring progress in feet instead of miles. Not real encouraging. Problem was there was no other way to do it.

They were camping early but there was not much to be done about that, either. And the camp site was awful. Lets just lay down in the middle of the road. If any option had been available to this group, no one had bothered to share them.

Let's hope for some progress tomorrow.

 

[Dark Nemesis]

On the Mountain Path
P7X-912
Approximately 4:00pm alien time

Once camp was set up for the evening, Rylee would take her guns and try to go a little further up the trail She would keep the camp within her range of vision, but wanted to see if there was anything of note further up.

(Survival +15, Move silently +12, Hide +12, Listen +10. if any of these are pertinent)

 

[Keia]

On the Mountain Path
P7X-912
Approximately 6:30pm alien time

As Rylee scanned the mountainous terrain, she did not find any animals or plants of any kind. It was as if the insects had scrubbed the mountain bare of anything organic.

Camp was made and watches were established. As the evening before, gone were the familiar sounds of the outdoors, though a slight breeze through the mountain made for some background noise. The evening passed uneventfully, with most everyone tired from the day's exertion. In the morning, Lucas and Rylee established an earlier brisk pace, in hopes of making better progress on this day.

Finding and following the path was much easier than the previous day, and the team made good time. Only Donovan managed to hobble himself, turning an ankle on a rock which gave way. The soldier that he was, he passed it off as nothing, but it wasn't long until everyone had noticed him favoring the ankle.

By early evening, the team had discovered the path up the summit of the destination (thanks to an observant Rylee), but decided to make camp at the base of the trail. At their current location, there was some vegetation at the higher elevations, though no water was apparent.

As camp began and things quieted, familiar wilderness sounds began to be heard.

 

[Nuke261]

Lt. Commander Craig Durant

On the Mountain Path
P7X-912
Approximately 6:30pm alien time

During the course of the group's journey, Durant made a point to spend some time talking with each of them. Getting to know who they were, where they had been and what motivated them. This served not only in learning more about the group but also would help each of them feel more comfortable with him. He found it rather interesting, even if he did not understand or agree with all of it.

As they made camp and found themselves nestled in some vegetation, Durant gave out some orders for the preparation of camp.

"Rylee, why don't you and Fisher see if there's anything to eat around here. Stewart, you've got camp guard for now."

Then he walked over to Andreev. "Comrade. Let us walk and talk."

As they made their way out of the camp, Durant stopped briefly at Donovan's side. "You gonna do something about that ankle before you start walking us in circles?"