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

[Calim]

Jeremiah walks a little ways towards the center of the reservstion and walks into a building a little larger then the rest. He will immediately take a seat crosslegged and wait until he is addressed by the elders.

Upon being addressed he will thank them for there great hospitality and the wonderful opportunity they imparted upon him and say good-bye to all.

With that he will get up and leave the building, not bothering to look around to anyone else but the guy with the letter.

He walks back up to the officer,"So where to now?"

 

[Keia]

Chocktaw Reservation, Oklahoma
4:30pm, Late Spring, 2003

As Jeremiah made his way back to the USAF lieutenant, he realized he was still holding the plane ticket in his hands. Looking at the departure time, a flight from Will Rogers World Airport left for Denver at 6:45pm the next day.

Jeremiah then noticed that there were footsteps sounding in the grass along side of his own. A slight glance brought recognition, Jack Jones, the teenage son of one of the tribal elders. That Jeremiah heard him was quite surprising. Jack could almost never be heard, unless he wanted to be. The young man had a surprising array of talents, including some said, being in tune with the spirits.

He didn't say anything to Jeremiah, possibly testing Jeremiah on how long it would take him to notice Jack was there.

 

[Calim]

Jeremiah stopped walking and playfully looks in the opposite direction of Jack pretending to have thought he heard something in the other direction. "Damn, I sure could have thought I heard something."

Jeremiah then trying to stifle a grin, "Oh well" and starts moving again.

 

[Keia]

Chocktaw Reservation, Oklahoma
4:30pm, Late Spring, 2003

As Jeremiah continued to walk, he heard steps to the right, nothing, then steps to the left. For a brief few seconds, Jeremiah could almost swear he heard steps on the right and left.

 

[Calim]

Jeremiah will stop after realizing Jack had bought it and look straight at him and start smiling real big like a big brother to his little brother.

 

[Keia]

Chocktaw Reservation, Oklahoma
4:30pm, Late Spring, 2003

As Jeremiah spun around to let Jack in on the joke, Jack was not looking up. Currently, he was concentrating on an intricate pattern of taps to the right and left of Jeremiah.

When Jack did realize it, he almost ran into Jeremiah but not for cat-like reflexes and agility that ballet dancers would die to have.

Jack blushed both at being caught unawares and at missing the joke earlier. He joked and made small talk as the two neared the officer, then still some distance away, asked, "So, you are leaving us, yet you do not know the path you will travel?"

 

[Calim]

"Jack, there are so many paths to take, I hope this will start me down the right one." Kind of half smiling back at Jack. "Thank you for being my friend, Jack."

 

[Keia]

Chocktaw Reservation, Oklahoma
4:30pm, Late Spring, 2003

Jack smiled at the words and the inner light within him could be seen through his eyes. Jack's eyes were on the ground as they walked together, his feet weaving yet another intricate pattern as he walked.

"I'm more than your friend, Jeremiah," Jack replied. "I'm your conscience for I am the truth. You think . . ." *Thud*

As they neared the car, Jeremiah was watching Jack as he spoke . . . Jack looked up for an instant - then fell on the ground like a newborn taking his first steps. Seeing him sprawled so was almost unnatural.

Standing there, directly in Jack's sight path . . . was a well-dressed Air Force Lieutenant.

 

[Vardeman]

Washington Dulles International Airport
The Tarmac

The airman made a deft blocking maneuver against the swing by Montoya, showing he had some skill with hand to hand fighting. As Montoya landed on his feet on the tarmac, an elderly woman could be heard above him, "You leave that nice young man alone" and the thud of an unwieldly purse against a body.

As Montoya darted behind a baggage cart, a bullet *pinged* off of the metal guard of the baggage cart. Looking down at the Beretta as bullet thudded into the baggage on the cart, Montoya saw that the safety was off and the gun appeared to have a full clip .9mm bullets (15 in all).

Looking over the baggage cart, Montoya noted the one airman he dropped on the tarmac previously was firing on him, the other airman ducked down when seeing him on the opposite side of the baggage cart, and the ominous appearance of a black sedan with tinted windows racing across the tarmac at high speeds straight toward him.

OOC: Montoya

Montoya leaned around the cart, taking as much cover as possible, and fired off a shot at the armed airman. Hearing the other airman behind the cart, he pondered whether he could tip it over.

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[Calim]

Looking around not seeming to notice the fall, which Jack hardly ever did. "Well Jack, I will see you soon." Jeremiah extended his hand to give the young one a hand up as well as to shake it goodbye.


What is he saying about being my conscience?