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

[Nuke261]

Syracuse Hancock International Airport Departures Row
Syracuse, New York
7:16pm Late Spring, 2003

Durant came up over the hood of the car, Glock stretched out in front of him so that he could line up the bad guy. Instead he got to witness a bunch of college-looking kids tackle the bad guy to the ground. It was very clear from where he stood that the attacker's gun went flying when he got hit.

Hearing noise behind him, Durant glanced over his shoulder to see the sedan rolling towards him. Bad guy is down, Stewart is wounded and I have to keep Nguyen safe. Looks like it's time to go. Staying low, Durant moved towards the car and swung open the rear door to see only Krizel in the back seat. This caused him to immeadiatley focus on the fromt seat where he could see Terrell driving and Stewart in a pile on the passanger side. Lorelai could not be seen.

He pulled the door shut behind him as the car began to accelerate away. "Stewart, I hope we did not save the Professor from being shot so that you could crush her to death."

 

[Keia]

Syracuse Hancock International Airport Departures Row
Syracuse, New York
7:17pm Late Spring, 2003

He pulled the door shut behind him as the car began to accelerate away. "Stewart, I hope we did not save the Professor from being shot so that you could crush her to death."

Terrell, his eyes still far too wide to be normal, pulled away and accelerated as soon as Durant was back in the vehicle. Stewart shifted in his seat and looked back to Durant. “Sir, women under me never get crushed . . . but they do sometimes pass out,” Stewart finished as he gently lifted Lorelai unto the front seat, her head lolling in unconsciousness. Stewart grimaced at the use of his bad arm, blood flowing from bullet wound.

Stewart began removing his tie, looking to use it to wrap the wound. "Off to JFK, sir?" Stewart asked, more for Terrell's benefit than his own.

OOC: Durant, Nguyen

 

[Jarval]

Pilots' Lounge at JFK Airport
New York, New York
9:45pm, Late Spring, 2003

He (Montoya) turned to Fisher, "You're welcome to tag along, or just stay here and get some shut-eye, oh, and by the way, this is Captain Samuels. He's our pilot." With that, Montoya headed back out into the terminal, strolling casually and trying not to draw any attention as he got as close as he could to the disturbance without passing through the security checkpoint.

"Hi, Lucas Fisher, nice to meet you." Lucas responds as he's introduced to Captain Samuels, before answering Montoya's question. "I'll stick with you, if I'm not going to get in the way. Maybe the whole safety in numbers thing could work for us."

He follows after Montoya, nervously eyeing everyone who passes them by. Strolling casually and not to drawing any attention would both be highly inaccurate descriptions of Lucas...

 

[Dark Nemesis]

The Lear Jet, JFK Airport
New York, New York
8:55pm, Late Spring 2003

"Yeah, they got me right out in my front yard," she said, gingerly touching the area on her shoulder where she'd gotten shot. it still hurt like hell. Cursing under her breath, she took another swig from the flask, before putting it away. Then, her attention is drawn back to Campbell, who is apparently searching for a first aid kit.

"Whoa, whoa Campbell. I have a medical kit. I've already bandaged it, enough to stop the bleeding, but I'm gonna need someone to help remove the bullet later on." With that said, she sank into a nearby chair, if there was one available. "And just call me Rylee. Or Fallon. I'm no Ms"

 

[Keia]

The concourse at JFK Airport
New York, New York
9:50pm, Late Spring, 2003

Captain Samuels introduced himself to Lucas, explaining that he just woke up and that he's much more cordial any other time than just then. Samuels informed Montoya that he was going to grab a quick bite in the lounge, then relieve Sower for a while. He mentioned that the two were more than welcome to head out to the Lear with him when he went.

Montoya and Fisher made their way out of the Lounge to investigate the disturbance within the airport. At several locations, their goal was stymied by various security checkpoints, several more than were previously noted. Montoya didn't believe they would have any trouble getting to the Lear, but getting to the location of the disturbance was going to be extremely difficult as security within the airport had visibly heightened. Also, it appeared to Montoya that Fisher had yet to calm down from the events of the day, and was certainly drawing attention to himself and to Montoya.

OOC: Montoya, Fisher

 

[Vardeman]

The concourse at JFK Airport
New York, New York
9:50pm, Late Spring, 2003

Captain Samuels introduced himself to Lucas, explaining that he just woke up and that he's much more cordial any other time than just then. Samuels informed Montoya that he was going to grab a quick bite in the lounge, then relieve Sower for a while. He mentioned that the two were more than welcome to head out to the Lear with him when he went.

Montoya nodded to the captain, "Okay then, sir. We won't be long."

Montoya and Fisher made their way out of the Lounge to investigate the disturbance within the airport. At several locations, their goal was stymied by various security checkpoints, several more than were previously noted. Montoya didn't believe they would have any trouble getting to the Lear, but getting to the location of the disturbance was going to be extremely difficult as security within the airport had visibly heightened. Also, it appeared to Montoya that Fisher had yet to calm down from the events of the day, and was certainly drawing attention to himself and to Montoya.

Montoya pulled Fisher aside, screened from the nearest checkpoint by a series of potted plants. "You're gonna have to settle down, or they're gonna smell your fear. Security is too tight right now, so it's probably best that we head back to the lounge and out to the Lear." On the way back, he pulled out the cell phone and called Major Davis, informing him of the hoo-hah in Terminal 'C', and also of their decision to head on out to the Tangent jet.

V

 

[Keia]

The Lear Jet, JFK Airport
New York, New York
9:15pm, Late Spring 2003

Lt. Sower leaned into the passenger cabin from the cockpit to check on everyone. Noting that everything was alright, he mentioned that he had received an call in the cockpit from Major Davis, indicating that Commander Durant was on his way back to JFK with Lorelai Nguyen. He then decided to show Leonard and Rylee through the cabin, giving them the fifty cent tour.

The passenger cabin had twelve large and comfortable chairs spaced in pairs in the cabin. The front of the cabin had a dropdown screen for conferencing and movies on long flights, a small closet and selection of reading materials. Near the rear of the cabin were several closets, containing the controls for the video equipments and a selection of current dvds, clothes, a liquor cabinet, towels, snacks and other foodstuffs. Beyond those closets was a small kitchen, restroom and shower area (much like you'd find in a large recreational vehicle). A trap door in the back lead to storage area below deck as well as the various tanks and inner airplane workings.

Upon completing the mini-tour, Sower hung around for a few minutes making small talk before heading back into the cockpit.

OOC: Campbell, Fallon

 

[Dark Nemesis]

The Lear Jet, JFK Airport
New York, New York
9:15pm, Late Spring 2003

The fifty cent tour is interesting enough, though Rylee could not help but to feel silly upon realizing that she did not know what half of the technology that Sower had showed them did. She does her best to keep up with the small talk, but she herself was not very good at it. She just focused on trying to be polite.

Finally, Sower returned to the cockpit, and the first thing that Rylee did was to check the liquor cabinet to see if it had any whiskey. She was starting to run low, and seeing as how she had been shot twice in one day, she did not see anything wrong with tying a few on. Remembering Campbell, she looked back at him, asking him if he wanted anything.

 

[Fanog]

The Lear Jet, JFK Airport
New York, New York
9:15pm, Late Spring 2003

"Hmm oh, ok." Leonard says a bit sheepishly as he stops his search, feeling the fool to jump into unnecessary action. "Rylee sounds fine, I think." he continues, struggling just a bit to get her pronounciation right. "You can call be Leonard, if you'd like."

He nods at Sower's update, happy to hear that one more person is safely intercepted. He gives Rylee some short explanation. "Durant is the one who will lead our team when everone is together, as far as I can tell. He's with the U.S. Marines."

Leonard is quite interested in the tour, and makes sure he gives Rylee enough attention. He jumps in when she looks like she's about to wander off, gives her some explanation when she seems to need it. He's probably picked up on the fact that she isn't too good around people, and is trying to use his skills to make her feel a bit more comfortable.

He can't help but raise a brow af seeing her pick up another bottle of whiskey. habit or painkiller? It might just be the shock of all that's happened today, but I'll keep an eye out nonetheless. He makes a polite warding motion with his hand, giving her a small smile to cover up his thoughts. "No thanks, I think I'm still on duty technically, I'd like to keep my head clear." There - Blaming it on my job, that shouldn't come across as me trying to judge her.

 

[Jarval]

Lucas looks surprised at Montoya's words, unaware of how tense he still is. "I guess you're right. But this is the first day I've seen someone shot. I'm just a bit on edge, you know?"

He leans back against the nearest pillar, breathing deeply. After a few seconds, he seems calmer. Not exactly what you'd call relaxed, but enough to not draw the attention of any security guards.

"Seems to be a lot of check points set up." Lucas notes as he follows after Montoya. "Any idea what's going on?"