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

[Dark Nemesis]

The Days Inn - Various Rooms
Goldsboro, North Carolina
1:05pm, Late Spring 2003

"You're certainly welcome to try..." she said to Lucas, eyeing the antibiotic swabs warily. Applying whiskey to the wound stung, but it did not hurt nearly as much as the antibiotic swabs. "The bullet is still in there, and near as I can tell, its in too deep to get out on my own..."

She looks curiously at Montoya. "I suppose so. Are the... Big Macs any good?"

 

[Fanog]

The Days Inn - Various Rooms
Goldsboro, North Carolina
1:05pm, Late Spring 2003

"Yeah, mostly. Call if professional deformation", Leonard scampers. He listens while Terrell explains, raising a eyebrow at the underwear part. He decides that more conversation won't really yield better understanding, and leaves it at that. "Yeah, I figured as much - the ass part, that is... I'll just have to trust the Major to have actually picked the right man for this job. Well, I think it's my turn to his the shower."

Before heading off, Leonard turns to Montoya. He makes a somewhat difficult face. "Burgers, at 1 PM?! ...yeah sure, it's probably the best we're going to get until evening... Hey Ric, should you go alone? Maybe the Lieutenant can accompany you - just to be on the safe side?"

Confident that they'll handle themselves, Leonard hits the shower, grateful for some time alone to think things over.

 

[MadThinker]

Swede's Place parking lot
Goldsboro, North Carolina
2:15pm, Late Spring 2003


Getting out of the sedan, Donovan glanced around the parking lot. Memories of drunken brawls and the military police danced through his head.

"Durant can't be here yet." he joked. "All of the windows are still intact and there are no 'wanna be's" laying in the parking lot. "

 

[Jarval]

The Days Inn - Various Rooms
Goldsboro, North Carolina
1:05pm, Late Spring 2003

"You're certainly welcome to try..." she said to Lucas, eyeing the antibiotic swabs warily. Applying whiskey to the wound stung, but it did not hurt nearly as much as the antibiotic swabs. "The bullet is still in there, and near as I can tell, its in too deep to get out on my own..."

Lucas frowns at this piece of information. "We'd really better get that bullet out of there. It'll just get this arm infected if we leave it in..."

Working quickly, he cleans the wound, and if at all possible, tries to remove the bullet.

"This is going to hurt like hell." He warns Rylee before he starts. "But I'll keep it quick."


(OOC: Spending an Action Point on my Treat Wounds roll if I can remove the bullet.)

 

[Keia]

The Days Inn - Various Rooms
Goldsboro, North Carolina
1:25pm, Late Spring 2003

Lucas spent some time in setting up the environment by, for example, removing lampshades from lamps and re-positioning them to get a well-lit work area. With his first aid kit and several hotel towels, Lucas set to work on Rylee's injured arm. The minutes passed as Lucas gently cleaned the area and observed the wound. Then the work began in earnest. Lucas had some difficulty removing the bullet, but managed to remove it. Afterward, Rylee felt some relief that the bullet was out of her arm, but felt exhausted and her hunger had disappeared.

By the time Lucas was finished, Sgt. Montoya and Lt. Terrell had returned from the McDonalds with food and refreshments.

OOC: Treat Injury check: Rolled 19 + 10 skill –4 no surgery feat, Result 25. No action point necessary. Rylee is exhausted.

OOC: Fisher, Fallon, Montoya, Campbell, Nguyen

 

[KitanaVorr]

The Days Inn - Various Rooms
Goldsboro, North Carolina
1:25pm, Late Spring 2003

Lorelai decided to take her time in a very long...very nice bath since she wasn't really hungry at the moment. Lying there in the tub, she just stared up at the ceiling, thinking about the Stargate and all the possiblities it offered.

A Stargate?! A Stargate! Even now her mind tripped and skipped over all the details, delving into theories of this and that - not even theories but hypothesies even. All to figure out how this miraculous piece of technology functioned. If only she could get her hands on it.

Sighing, Lorelai sank contentedly into the hot bathwater, dreaming of taking the Stargate apart.

 

[Dark Nemesis]

The Days Inn - Various Rooms
Goldsboro, North Carolina
1:25pm, Late Spring 2003

She was definitely glad that the bullet was out of her. At the very least, it meant no more hassle at the metal detectors within the airport.

However, she had had no idea that the impromptu surgery would take so much out of her. She thanked Lucas for treating her wound, even if the thanks was a bit mumbled from her sleepiness. Then, after the wound had been bandaged up, she crawled onto the bed and curled up to sleep. Ordinarily, she would have tried to make it to the other room, but at the moment, she simply did not think she could make it.

 

[Fanog]

The Days Inn - Various Rooms
Goldsboro, North Carolina
1:25pm, Late Spring 2003

Leonard gets away from under the shower right after the two other men have returned with food. He is still dressed in his business suit, but with a clean shirt and neatly shaven.

"No problems, I presume? A shower does make you hungry. Let's have it..." He then sees Rylee curled up in bed and turns his attention to Lucas. "You handled the wound, everything went well? Good, nice work. I think you earned yourself a bite."

Laughing, Leonard sits on the bed and digs into his food.

 

[Nuke261]

Swede's Place parking lot
Goldsboro, North Carolina
2:15pm, Late Spring 2003

Talking business with Stewart was pleasant enough, but Durant was about to explode waiting for the others to arrive. Finally, he sat up straight as a dark sedan pulled into the lot.

Yes, there was Ilianov, looking as if he was ready to walk into work. The man always looked professional, it was a talent that Durant had certainly never been able to pick up on.

And there was Donovan. Cripes, did he have to fight his way off the damn base! Donovan looked like he had spent the day humping through the bush and then had to kill 5 people to get a ride. No way at all those two blend.

Now who is this red head? Durant made a mental note to complain to Davis about how he assigned his Lieutenants.

After motioning towards the window to Stewart, Durant got up from the table and walked to the door. He indicated to the bartender that the next round was on him.

 

[Jarval]

The Days Inn - Various Rooms
Goldsboro, North Carolina
1:25pm, Late Spring 2003

Lucas quickly washes the blood from his hands, looking a little pale after the concentration of the minor surgery.

"Well, this has been one hell of a introduction to the Air Force so far." He smiles wryly as he takes a seat and a burger.

"No problems, I presume? A shower does make you hungry. Let's have it..." He then sees Rylee curled up in bed and turns his attention to Lucas. "You handled the wound, everything went well? Good, nice work. I think you earned yourself a bite."

"Yeah, I think everything went OK. I'm no expert with gunshot wounds, but you'd be amazed the number of times you need to dig things out of people in my line of work." He grins. "One of my students learnt the hard way not to run up a mountain path with the safety off his rifle. We were picking stone chippings out his legs for the next three days."