[D20 Modern] Stargate - Part I Recruitment - IC [PG-13]

Nellis Air Force Base
Las Vegas, Nevada
4:41am, Late Spring, 2003

After giving the good news about Montoya to Durant, Lt. Donovan felt that Mr. Sandman had finally caught up with him. Giving instructions to get him if there were any problems, Donovan set out to find someplace where he could at least grab a combat nap.
 

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Nellis Air Force Base
Las Vegas, Nevada
4:41am, Late Spring, 2003


Leonard had noticed Jeremiah, new on board, look a little lost. He wished Andreev a good sleep, and went over to the young man. "Hi, you're Jeremiah? I'm Leonard Campbell, welcome on board. You're probably feeling a bit shook up, eh? I guess we all are, but we should be getting some information in the morning. Just take it easy till then. By the way, I noticed some bags in the hanger with your name tags on them. I thought you might need them, so I brough them. They're right over there." Leonard gave the young man an encouraging smile, and seat himself.

After they had landed at Nellis AFB and been shown to their housing, Leonard's duties as quartermaster kicked in. He took quick stock of the facilities and before long, made sure that everyone was settled in quickly and comfortably. He fetched some tea and coffee, seating himself in the kitchen, available for those who would appreciate some company. The kitchen always seems to get people relaxed, must be those 'homey' feelings, he thought with a smile as he seated himself on the table.

Around eleven Leonard went to sleep, suggesting those who were still there to do the same. With the way the last two days have been going, I trust that tomorrow isn't go to be an easy ride either.
 

Nellis Air Force Base
Las Vegas, Nevada
4:41am, Late Spring, 2003


After a trying couple of hours, Montoya was taken to the base medical facilities, and the rest of the group were left to their own devices. Rylee felt exhausted, but was far too wired to be able to sleep just yet. Armed with her pistol, and accompanied by her flask (which she had quietly refilled while the medical professionals had been loading Montoya onto the gurney), she wandered about the base. She wished only to be left alone with her whiskey and her thoughts.

The fresh air and alcohol relaxed her, and she returned to the sleeping quarters at about 11:30. She did not go out of her way to speak to anyone, figuring most would be asleep, but if Lorelai was awake, she would spare the girl a grin. She got the feeling most of the people here were giving her the cold shoulder, after the stunt she pulled on the plane.
 

"I appreaciate that I kinda left in a hurry in there and kinda left them there." Jeremiah extends a hand to Leonard and shakes his hand,"Thanks."

Jeremiah gets up and moves his stuff a bit closer to get it out of the way of the group.

Once on base Jeremiah introduces himself to everyone else and tries to get them to talk about themselves before they all settle in.
 

Nellis Air Force Base
Las Vegas, Nevada
4:41am, Late Spring, 2003

The flight was long enough to seem very uncomfortable. It seemed to effect everyone that way. Remarkably, the arrivel at Nellis went smoothly. Accomodations? This is like a real, organized operation! Durant took his gear and dropped it in the corner of one of the closest bedrooms. He wasn't too lazy to walk, he just wanted quick access if anything happened.

With little to occupy him until news of Monotya reached him, Durant decided to check in on everyone. He was used to having a team that he mostly knew and did not have to worry about. But this was different. Most of these people were civilians and even though they handled themselves pretty well, he knew he should make an effort to make sure things were well and that they knew he did sort of care. So he made the rounds, making personal introductions and seeing if there was anything the group needed or was missing. Nothing in depth, but it was good to let the troops know the boss knew everyone's name and a little something about them.

After some face to face time with the team, Durant parked himself out front with a beer he had managed to scrounge up. Not long after, Donovan, Rylee and Lucas made their way back, they looked awful. It was obvious they had all worked like crazy and apparantly it was worth it. The news that Montoya was still with them was the best he had heard since this ordeal began.

On his way through the house towards his room, Durant spotted Andreev talking pleasantly with Lt. Reed. This reminded him of a message he had gotten earlier. From the hallway he got Andreev's attention. "Hey Andreev, you might want to get your business suit in order. You and I have a meeting with the base c.o. at 0800." With that, he walked off.

Once in his room, Craig went through his things and made sure his dress uniform was together. Going through his shaving kit he came across his hair clippers and headed for the bathroom.
 

Nellis Air Force Base
Las Vegas, Nevada
4:41am, Late Spring, 2003

On his way through the house towards his room, Durant spotted Andreev talking pleasantly with Lt. Reed. This reminded him of a message he had gotten earlier. From the hallway he got Andreev's attention. "Hey Andreev, you might want to get your business suit in order. You and I have a meeting with the base c.o. at 0800." With that, he walked off.

He hadn't realized how tired he had actually been. The plane's descent and landing had been so smooth that he ended up sleeping through it entirely. It wasn't until people were getting their gear and exiting the plane that he awoke, and even that was due to Lt. Reed's hand on his shoulder, stirring him from sleep.

After a few moments of seemingly endless yawning, he stood up and stretched, amazed at how comfortable he had found the seat during the trip. Or, maybe it had been his exhaustion. Either way, he had managed several hours of sleep, and despite the early hour at which they arrived, he felt fairly refreshed.

He followed the rest of the passengers out of the cabin and into the base, where he began looking for a room. He caught up with Lt. Reed, and inquired with a smile, "Excuse me, Lieutenant, but did you happen to hear where exactly the bedrooms are in this facility?" As he asked her this, he was again overtaken with her beauty, despite little rest from the events of the previous day.

It was just then that Durant told him about their meeting the next morning. Finally!, he thought, maybe now I will get some answers about this 'stargate.' He needed to get his suit pressed, and hoped that he could find at least an iron in one of the bedrooms. He looked once more at Reed, "Can you help me, Lieutenant?"
 

Nellis Air Force Base
Las Vegas, Nevada
4:41am, Late Spring, 2003


The subdued tone of the day continued throughout the night for the team. Lucas Fisher retired to his room relatively early and Lt. Terrell assisted Lorelai and Krizzel in setting up their accommodations. Wandering the rooms, clearly unable to sleep was Lt. Stewart who was troubled and worried about Montoya’s condition perhaps more than everyone else. More than likely it was because it was Stewart who was to be covering Montoya when Montoya was shot and almost killed.

Travel beyond the yard of the accommodations is stopped by the air force personnel, much to the surprise of Rylee as she began her tour of the base. The base personnel were polite but insistent on maintaining the security of the both those within the building as well as the rest of the base.

Lt. Reed spent much of the evening with Andreev, either in the rec room or elsewhere, but retired early in the evening, too early for Andreev’s tastes. Prior to that however, Reed was able to assist Andreev with getting settled and preparing his clothes for the morning meeting.

Pictures on the walls and conversations with other team members brought at least two things that Nellis AFB was famous for: the Thunderbirds precision jet team . . . and Area 51.

OOC: Here ends Part 1. Reference to part 2 will be given in the OOC thread as well as the lead post of all related threads.
 

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