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

[Dark Nemesis]

Seldom used Pathway
Somewhere in the Catskills Mountains, New York
5:35pm, Late Spring, 2003

You'd think they would get tired of sending assassins after me at some point, Rylee thought to herself as she gazed down at the sniper's face. With a small shake of her head, she took the extra clip and rifle, figuring that the corpse would not need it anymore.

"It's a living," she replied to the airman. At his question, she took a moment to look around, searching the surroundings for any other signs of humanity. "I am not sure. Do you think there is?"

 

[Keia]

Employee Rear Parking Lot
JFK Space Center, Florida
8:30pm, Late Spring, 2003

Turning to the airwoman, he put on his best smile, not a difficult task facing such a beautiful woman presenting him with such an opportunity. "Alright Lt. Reed, I am ready now to return to my apartment. Tell me, do you like a good vodka?"

Reed smiled back at Ilianov as she entered the car and pulled from the lot. "Yes, sir, I certainly do," she replied, "But I never drink while on duty."

Lt. Reed took directions well and in no time, the black sedan was parked outside Andreev's apartment. The airwoman made light conversation during the ride: interested in how he could stand Florida weather - it being so humid.

As the two of the approached the apartment building, Reed asked, with a slight grin on her face, "Of course . . . I've never been on an overnight assignment before. Are the rules different on those?"

OOC: Ilianov

 

[KitanaVorr]

Cornell University - Off Campus Housing
Ithaca, New York
4:50pm Late Spring, 2003

What the...?! Lorelai's eyes opened very wide at the mess. Who would want to rifle through her things for anything? She had nothing of value. Everything expensive she worked with sat in an engineering lab in Upson. Her clothes weren't even worth reselling - most of it bargin thrift extravaganza for a woman too busy lavishing her money on her precious laptop.

If it wasn't for how serious the lieutenant looked, and getting his side arm ready was pretty damn serious, Lorelai would have thought this whole thing was an elaborate plot after all. Who would want to hurt an absent-minded engineering professor?

"Like hell I'm leaving you," she whispered in a very low voice as she pulled out really her only weapons, the weapons of every young woman who had to work late on a college campus these days...pepperspray and taser. Following him at a discrete distance, she kept her ears and eyes on anything unusual...but especially for her cat.

 

[Keia]

Cornell University - Off Campus Housing
Ithaca, New York
4:50pm Late Spring, 2003

Terrell glanced down at the taser, then looked into Lorelai's eyes, "Be careful with that - I can't help you if I'm shaking on the ground."

After a tense few minutes of detailed search, the two found the only living thing in the townhouse - Krizzel, napping on the frig. It did result in an exciting moment: Terrell's gun leveled at Krizzel and Lorelai's taser leveled at Terrell - but everything was resolved itself for the best.

Lorelai's bedroom upstair was in similar disarray as the living room. Whether it was normally that way or it had been searched as well, only Lorelai knew the truth.

Throughout the search, Lorelai learned that her computer had been tampered with (in fact the drives had been reformatted). nothing appeared to be stolen, until Lorelai went to pack for her trip . . . all of her undergarments had been taken, her shorts as well.

OOC: Nguyen

 

[Nuke261]

Lear Jet (Tangent Communications)
Air over New York
2:30pm, Late Spring, 2003

During the course of the trip, Durant shared the meager amount of intelligence information he had, with Montoya. He also admitted to being a bit unsure why they had been chosen for this program. They did not seem to hold a common thread with the others on the list. "My best guess," offered Durant, "is that we were chosen as operational security for these recon missions they send into this Stargate. I don't know why us specifically though."

In the middle of checking over his weapons and gear, Durant heard an odd tone coming from his jacket. He pulled out the PDA he had been given and went over the data with Montoya.
"The way I look at this, we should grab Leonard Campbell when we get to JFK. Then you and Campbell will stay and pick up Rylee Fallon. I will shoot out to get Lorelai Nguyen and have Major Davis divert Lucus Fisher to either you or me, whichever is more do-able."
"Do you have civilian clothes with you? We need to try and blend a little. Especially since there are probably photos of us in the bad guys hands."
"This is going to be tricky in a civilian airport, but we need to be armed. We have already seen how blatant they are willing to be to off us. We need to be ready this time. "
Sitting back in his seat, Durant wanted to see what he missed. These things had to be looked at from every angle. "What's your opinions on this operation, Sergeant?"

 

[Keia]

Seldom used Pathway
Somewhere in the Catskills Mountains, New York
5:35pm, Late Spring, 2003

Originally posted by Fallon
At his question, she took a moment to look around, searching the surroundings for any other signs of humanity. "I am not sure. Do you think there is?"

"I'm not sure. . . I think so. What do you say we don't stay here and find out? With the adreneline pumping through me, I'm pretty sure I can move that log on my own, but . . ."

Lt. Simms left the comment hang as he efficiently swapped clips out of his Beretta, exchanging the mostly used one out for a fresh clip. He then looked to Fallon, question still hanging in the air.

OOC: Fallon

 

[kid A]

The drive back to his apartment was quite pleasant. Lt. Reed seemed to have many questions for him; how could he stand the Florida weather, for example. A valid question, for it was always warm, and very humid. But, after living much of his life in the cold of Russia, and working long hours in the temperature-controlled environment of KSC, he more than welcomed the change.

They found his apartment rather quickly, and, leaving his bag, he got out of the car with his keys in hand. He intended to get his vodka, check for anything else he may need for the trip, and come right back out. He was surprised to hear, then, the second car door slam shut.

"Of course . . . I've never been on an overnight assignment before. Are the rules different on those?"

This has indeed turned out to be a long day, Andreev thought to himself. And by the look of the grin on Lt. Reed's face, it was turning out to be one he would not soon forget. He could not help but think that Commander Durant may have had something to do with this. He revised his mental note to bring two bottles of his best vodka for Durant.

Andreev's smile returned. "Well, Lieutenant, it has been long since I have served in the military, so you may know about these rules better than I. However, I should think that a woman such as yourself could hold her liquor. And I don't see the harm in one drink."

 

[Dark Nemesis]

Seldom used Pathway
Somewhere in the Catskills Mountains, New York
5:35pm, Late Spring, 2003

"If you think you are able to move that log on your own, then you are welcome to it. I think I am going to take a minute and bandage my wounds," Rylee said. Then, something occurred to her. "Did he manage to hit you?" If so, then she should probably save some of her bandages and whiskey for him.

Still keeping a close eye on her surroundings, she began making her way back to the sedan. She would have to retrieve the first aid kit from her backpack.

 

[KitanaVorr]

Cornell University - Off Campus Housing
Ithaca, New York
4:50pm Late Spring, 2003

Originally posted by Keia
Terrell glanced down at the taser, then looked into Lorelai's eyes, "Be careful with that - I can't help you if I'm shaking on the ground."

He could hear her muttering something underneath her breath - but the words didn't seem to make any sense. Something about condescending men and where she'd like to stick something.

Originally posted by Keia
After a tense few minutes of detailed search, the two found the only living thing in the townhouse - Krizzel, napping on the frig. It did result in an exciting moment: Terrell's gun leveled at Krizzel and Lorelai's taser leveled at Terrell - but everything was resolved itself for the best.

Especially when it now became abundantly clear what she had meant earlier if he dared to put a hole through her precious kitty.

Originally posted by Keia
<snip> nothing appeared to be stolen, until Lorelai went to pack for her trip . . . all of her undergarments had been taken, her shorts as well.

Her jaw dropped when she realized what was missing. "What...what psychopath steals people's underwear?!" she yelled out loud, forgetting her usual shyness. Throwing up her hands, she picked the one person available and jabbed a question at him. "Do you go around stealing women's thongs? Argh...don't tell me this is some kind of stupid fraternity prank...I'll show them a raid..."

What her intentions were didn't seem exactly clear, but to Terrell it was certainly obvious that it would make them late for her flight if she did proceed with her 'dire consequences'....

 

[Vardeman]

Lear Jet (Tangent Communications)
Air over New York
2:30pm, Late Spring, 2003

Montoya finished checking his gear. He was just putting his uniform coat back on after donning his undercover vest when Durant's jacket started chiming.

Originally posted by Nuke261
In the middle of checking over his weapons and gear, Durant heard an odd tone coming from his jacket. He pulled out the PDA he had been given and went over the data with Montoya.
"The way I look at this, we should grab Leonard Campbell when we get to JFK. Then you and Campbell will stay and pick up Rylee Fallon. I will shoot out to get Lorelai Nguyen and have Major Davis divert Lucus Fisher to either you or me, whichever is more do-able."

"Sounds like a plan, sir," replied Montoya, "But we have less than 45 minutes from now to intercept Campbell. Chances are he's already past the security checkpoint in the departure area. For him, at least, we'll have to go unarmed. That PDA doesn't happen to have a contact number for any of them, does it?"

Originally posted by Nuke261
"Do you have civilian clothes with you? We need to try and blend a little. Especially since there are probably photos of us in the bad guys hands."

"No, sir. I came straight to the states from Kuwait." Montoya gestured at his green serge uniform, "I'm lucky I had my greens with me or I'd be in boondocks gear. I should be able to pick some civvies up in one of the airport shops, though.

Originally posted by Nuke261
"This is going to be tricky in a civilian airport, but we need to be armed. We have already seen how blatant they are willing to be to off us. We need to be ready this time. "

"Any chance we can get the major to pull some strings and get us clearance to keep our weapons? Those two airmen that were after me had theirs in about the highest security place you can be. That, or we stay out of the high security areas, but I don't think that's a good option."

Originally posted by Nuke261
Sitting back in his seat, Durant wanted to see what he missed. These things had to be looked at from every angle. "What's your opinions on this operation, Sergeant?"

"What do we know about these people, other than what they look like? Will they be alone? Will they be expecting us? If not, how do we convince them we're on the level? Will they have escorts? If so, how will we know whose side the escorts are on? Seems to me that would be a good way to get a mole under our skin." Montoya wound down after a bit and was waiting for Durant's reply when...

Originally posted by Keia
...the plane rocked sharply from left to right . . . then the fasten seat belt light came on. . . .

Montoya held on to the armrests of his seat and craned to look out the window nearest him. "I got a bad feelin' about this, sir," he says to Durant.

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