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

[Vardeman]

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

Montoya nodded in satisfaction as he noted everyone cleaned up and either eating or sleeping. When the next bathroom cleared, he took a quick shower and redressed, preparing to lead these disparate people back over to the small airport and their plane.

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[Keia]

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

The bartender nodded to Durant’s request and began getting the requisite bottles and glasses. In addition to the quiet music playing from some out of the way speakers in the bar, the bartender had a scanner on just softly enough that someone could only here it listening for it. Years of being a nearby base bar had taught the owner who doubled as the bartender to listen to the frequency usually used by the military police. The bartender then gave the high sign to his regulars that the MP’s were on the way, and the police only carted away the newbies.

Funny that Durant should remember that as he reached the front door, especially upon hearing the stray word ‘Donovan’ from the scanner behind the bar – the very same scanner that was usually tuned to the MP’s frequency.
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Lt. Reed got out of the car after parking it out of open sight and made her way to the bar door. Donovan and Ilianov had made it to the door ahead of her, and Reed paused outside to take a quick scan down the streets and parking lots near the bar.

The inside of the bar looked the same as always to those that had had the pleasure of being here before – dimly lit, reasonable prices, quiet and unassuming, unless you knew when to be there. There was another exit at the rear of the bar – past the restrooms, and a much less known exit behind the bar and through the storage room that was concealed from notice on the outside.

The bar only contained about a half-dozen patrons in addition to that of a certain Lt. Commander Craig Durant who was at the door as it opened.

OOC: Donovan, Durant, Ilianov

 

[kid A]

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

The bar only contained about a half-dozen patrons in addition to that of a certain Lt. Commander Craig Durant who was at the door as it opened.

Andreev looked back at Donovan and Reed as he reached for the door, and he felt it opening, the handle leaving his grasp. Instinctively, he turned and stepped out of the way, and he saw Durant and another Air Force Lieutenant, a Lt. Stewart by his badge, standing in the front doorway of the bar. Andreev beamed.

"Durant. It is good to be seeing you, finally." He motioned for the airwoman. "This is my Air Force escourt, Lt. Chris Reed. And, I believe that you already know Lt. Donovan."

It had been a good while since his last visit with Durant, but Andreev could swear that he looked older. And very tired. But, considering the variety and amount of missions Durant was usually sent on, he could've just been feeling run ragged. Even Durant had to have his limits... Especially since this particular mission seemed to feel so rushed.

"Please forgive my saying so, Craig, but you look like hell."

 

[Keia]

Outside Chief's Office
Choctaw Reservation, Oklahoma
3:25pm, Late Spring, 2003

Jeremiah made his way around the building to the Tribal Elders Building with Jack trailing behind. Jack talked along the way much as any young teen, life filled with hopes and dreams with nothing more thought provoking than what a certain girl thought of him. Then again, sometimes things aren’t so different.

The door to the elder meeting room was closed but as Jeremiah neared it, he heard, “Halito, ant chukoa” [Hello, come in], from inside. The room was large and made more so by the few number of people within it. Several tribal elders were there, including Jack’s father, Gregory Jones. Also, standing at ease in the room was an Air Force lieutenant – a different lieutenant than yesterday.

Mr. Jones said, “This young man arrived somewhat earlier than expected. Jeremiah, this is Lt. Derrick Dyson of the USAF. This man will start you on journey in which your steps will take you farther then you can imagine. On your journey, you will be reporting to a Commander Durant - that is, when you meet up with the rest who travel with you. A good omen – to have a commander with a Choctaw name, though he surely doesn’t know of it. Do you have any questions, Jeremiah?”

OOC: Grayson

 

[Fanog]

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

"Well, it seems like the Air Force at least knows where to get their medics from. Regardless though, let's hope this was the last bullet wound you'll see in a long time, shall we?"

Leonard takes some fries and washes down with coke. "Hmm, that reminds me. Let's see if Lorelai is already done showering. I don't think she's had any breakfast yet, she's probably hungry." Burgers, yeah right... "Well, I'll just tell here we've got food over here."

Leonard walks out on the hall and to the next door. He knocks twice, waiting until the door is opened.

 

[Calim]

"Just one question, and that would be were is the gentleman from yesterday?" Jeremiah looks around the room and and pointedly comes to rest on Jack. Trying to get Jack to do whatever it was yesterday that figured it out.

 

[KitanaVorr]

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

Originally posted by Fanog
Leonard walks out on the hall and to the next door. He knocks twice, waiting until the door is opened.

"Who is that?" Lorelai muttered to herself as she got out of the tub, dripping wet. Wrapping one of those fluffy hotel robes around herself, she steps out of the bathroom and heads to the door.

She glances puzzledly at Leonard once she saw him there. "Did you want something?" she asked, trying to shove the wet strands of hair away from her eyes.

 

[MadThinker]

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

"Durant. It is good to be seeing you, finally." He motioned for the airwoman. "This is my Air Force escourt, Lt. Chris Reed. And, I believe that you already know Lt. Donovan."

"Please forgive my saying so, Craig, but you look like hell."

Upon entering the bar and seeing his excommanding officier, Donovan gives a salute and states" What do you mean he looks like hell! You should have seen him when he returned from the 'Daisycutter' mission back in... Oh, I could tell you more but it's a bit classified. Anyway I've had a VERY rough day. Is Dr. Bombay here or do I have to settle for something else to drink?"

 

[Nuke261]

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

Funny that Durant should remember that as he reached the front door, especially upon hearing the stray word ‘Donovan’ from the scanner behind the bar – the very same scanner that was usually tuned to the MP’s frequency.

As Durant reached to open the door, the words from the scanner started to sink into his sometimes dense skull. He dropped his head, shaking it slightly as he muttered, "Stewart, we need to leave. Now."

Durant opened the door to find Andreev Ilianov. As Andreev spoke, Durant walked up and wrapped his large arms around him in a massive bear hug. "Are you kidding Andreev? You should see me on a bad day!" He sets Adreev back down, laughing a hearty laugh.

Upon entering the bar and seeing his ex-commanding officier, Donovan gives a salute and states" What do you mean he looks like hell! You should have seen him when he returned from the 'Daisycutter' mission back in... Oh, I could tell you more but it's a bit classified. Anyway I've had a VERY rough day. Is Dr. Bombay here or do I have to settle for something else to drink?"

Durant walks toward Luke Donovan and hauls off and punches him in the shoulder. "Good news and bad news, a$$h@@@. Good news is that Dr. Bombay is sitting inside, nice and chilled and ready to relax. Bad news is that you brought Dr. Murphy with you and he doesn't like us very much. So we have to leave immediatley."

Taking in Lt. Reed with an obvious stare, Durant greets her as they rush back towards the vehicles. "LIeutenant I pressume? Nice to meet you. Maybe we can be introduced after we are safely out of harms way."

"Everyone grab your gear and thow it in the rental!"

 

[Fanog]

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

Leonard looks dumb-foundedly at the slim figure of the professor in the hotel robes, feeling quite uncomfortable. "Oh hey. I um... Sorry, I thought that you might have been done showering. Just wanted to let you know that Montoya picked up some fast food, in case you were hungry. And Rylee will stay on our room for the time being, she fell asleep after Lucas treated her wound."

Leonard backs away from the door, not wanting to hold up Lorelai any longer than necessary. "Well, just so you know. We're not done yet, so take your time... We'll see you over there when you're ready. 'kay?"