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

[Keia]

The Soccer Fields
Choctaw Reservation, Oklahoma
2:58pm, Late Spring, 2003

Jack nodded his okay to Jeremiah as Jeremiah jogged off the field. After a cool drink and a grab of the rest of his clothes, Jeremiah used a nearby team shower facility. The place was virtually empty at this time of the afternoon. Inside, the water felt refreshing and somewhat soothing to the well-used muscles (at least for today).

Looking in the mirror after the shower, Jeremiah noticed that some of the sun he received today might actually be turning into a tan. On he way out of the facility, Jeremiah almost jumped out of his skin when Jack’s voice came to him, “Betty said that you would want some more of this stuff to take with you.”

Jack was leaning against the wall of the facility, one foot flat against the wall, holding an Indian ceramic jar. He fake tossed it to Jeremiah, then simply handed it to him. “Some lotion for that burn of yours, or something,” Jack offered by way of explanation. He started walking with Jeremiah to his destination.

OOC:Grayson

 

[Calim]

Outside the Team Showers
Choctaw Reservation, Oklahoma
3:12pm, Late Spring, 2003

"I have had a wonderful time here Jack, you and your family have made me feel welcome in a way that I had not ever thought could happen. It almost feels like we are brothers." Jeremiah smiles down at Jack and toussles his hair. He also puts the jar in his back pack. Jeremiah looks around once more, having packed everything he had the night before. "I guess it is off to the lodge then, you coming with me are you not?" Jeremiah starts off towards the lodge so as not to be late for the meeting with the, what was he again a private? "You know JAck I meant to call my mother and let her know that I may be out of pocket for a while, do you think I could use the phone to leave her a message?"

 

[Dark Nemesis]

The Lear Jet, Goldsboro-Wayne Municipal Airport
Goldsboro, North Carolina
12:45pm, Late Spring 2003

Rylee tried her best to get some sleep, but she was largely unsuccessful. She was unusued to sleeping on airplanes, whch lead to a fitful night of sleeping. The following morning, upon opening her eyes, she was startled into wakefulness by the unfamiliar surroundings. By impulse, she jumped out of her chair, going for her guns. The sudden movement caused her to wince, as she was painfully reminded about the bullet still embedded in her shoulder. In a rush, memories from the previous days events came flooding back to her.

Cursing under her breath in Gaelic, she stumbled over to the bar to get herself more 'pain-reliever'. A fresh round of muttered curses ensued when she saw just how much of the whiskey she had drank the night before. Carefully, she surveyed the other beverages on the bar, before settling for a glass of orange juice. The muttered curses are broken only when she switches to English to wish 'good morning' to those who were awake, before lapsing right back into her largely unrepeatable mutterings in Gaelic. Clearly, Rylee was not a morning person.

 

[Jarval]

The Lear Jet, Goldsboro-Wayne Municipal Airport
Goldsboro, North Carolina
12:45pm, Late Spring 2003

Lucas walks somewhat restlessly around the plane, having already eaten some breakfast. He's not comfortable being cooped up in a small space for this long, and has already checked on Lt. Stewart's wounded arm twice, just for something to do.

For the meantime, Lucas contents himself with alternately feeding and teasing Krizzel, both activities provoking mewing sounds from the cat.

 

[KitanaVorr]

The Lear Jet, Goldsboro-Wayne Municipal Airport
Goldsboro, North Carolina
12:45pm, Late Spring 2003

Originally posted by Jarval
For the meantime, Lucas contents himself with alternately feeding and teasing Krizzel, both activities provoking mewing sounds from the cat.

"Becareful there, Mr. Fisher, he's more intelligent than your average cat," Lorelai cautioned with a tentative smile, watching as her cat started to chew playfully on the man's fingers to get to the food. "He has quite wily ways of getting even when he wants to."

 

[Nuke261]

The Lear Jet, Goldsboro-Wayne Municipal Airport
Goldsboro, North Carolina
12:45pm, Late Spring 2003

Craig Durant appeared from the cockpit, a large cup of steaming coffee in one hand and a leather jacket in the other. He had changed out of his turtleneck and into a t-shirt. "Okay people, we made it to North Carolina. Captain Samuels tells me there is a hotel near by if you want to check it out to get cleaned up. We are all starting to get a little road ripe."

Durant made his way over to Montoya, careful not to step on anyone or any of their possessions that were rapidly cluttering the area. "Rick, I need to go check on Ilianov and Donovan. Hopefully Mr. Murphy has not gotten involved and I will be back with them. But I need you to keep an eye on this bunch as best you can. Samuels knows who we are looking for should they show up here. I gave him our other phone so we can keep all parties in contact. I'll be at a little bar up the road called 'Swede's Place.' Any questions?"

 

[Vardeman]

The Lear Jet, Goldsboro-Wayne Municipal Airport
Goldsboro, North Carolina
12:45pm, Late Spring 2003

Originally posted by Nuke261
Durant made his way over to Montoya, careful not to step on anyone or any of their possessions that were rapidly cluttering the area. "Rick, I need to go check on Ilianov and Donovan. Hopefully Mr. Murphy has not gotten involved and I will be back with them. But I need you to keep an eye on this bunch as best you can. Samuels knows who we are looking for should they show up here. I gave him our other phone so we can keep all parties in contact. I'll be at a little bar up the road called 'Swede's Place.' Any questions?"

Montoya nodded as he replied, "Just a couple, sir. I'm assuming we'll have to rent a room in order to use the facilities. Do we have enough cash on hand? Don't wanna leave a credit trail if we can help it, huh? Also, what's the schedule lookin' like for rendezvous and take-off? How much time do we have?"

V

 

[Fanog]

The Lear Jet, Goldsboro-Wayne Municipal Airport
Goldsboro, North Carolina
12:45pm, Late Spring 2003

There's the slightest hint of a pained look on Leonard face at hearing Lorelai call him Lenny. He smiles, hoping that she hasn't noticed.

"Just Leonard is fine. So, how'd you get caught up in all of this?"

Leonard looks about the cabin, seeing that Durant is a distance off and talking to Montoya. He hopes that that might make her a bit more talkative, knowing that he's not around.

 

[Jarval]

The Lear Jet, Goldsboro-Wayne Municipal Airport
Goldsboro, North Carolina
12:45pm, Late Spring 2003

"Becareful there, Mr. Fisher, he's more intelligent than your average cat," Lorelai cautioned with a tentative smile, watching as her cat started to chew playfully on the man's fingers to get to the food. "He has quite wily ways of getting even when he wants to."

"It wouldn't be the first time I've been outsmarted by an animal." Lucas grins as he lets Krizzel take the food. "If we're going to be on this plane much longer, we'd better get ourselves a travel Scrabble set, or something. I didn't really pack for this kind of trip."

 

[KitanaVorr]

The Lear Jet, Goldsboro-Wayne Municipal Airport
Goldsboro, North Carolina
12:45pm, Late Spring 2003

Lorelai's eyes traveled over to where Durant was standing there talking to Montoya - well damn him for looking so peppy this morning.

Originally posted by Fanog
"Just Leonard is fine. So, how'd you get caught up in all of this?"

Turning her attention back to Leonard, she sighed at his question before taking another sip of water. "Well Lt. Terrell came up to me with a super secret looking folder which invited me to this gig. I don't know why I'm here really. I'm assuming they already have their own military scientists for this Stargate thing not that I wouldn't like to get my hands on it." And other things.

Speaking of Terrell, she looked around to see if she could locate him. One adorable crush at a time...but it was nice to have two really cute military men in uniform around.

Originally posted by Jarval
"It wouldn't be the first time I've been outsmarted by an animal." Lucas grins as he lets Krizzel take the food. "If we're going to be on this plane much longer, we'd better get ourselves a travel Scrabble set, or something. I didn't really pack for this kind of trip."

Reaching into her bag, she pulled out small fuzzy red puff ball and tossed it to Lucas. At the sight of that, Krizzel straightened, his tail flicking back and forth while his yellow eyes stared intently at the toy.

"Enjoy."