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

[kid A]

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

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.

As Andreev felt the air being squeezed out of him, he couldn't help but laugh. It had been too long since he had last seen Durant. "I am glad to hear you are feeling better than you are looking, old friend!" And even as Durant set him back down, he saw that this was true. Despite his ragged appearance, Durant's spirits seemed to have lifted just at the sight of his friends.

Watching Durant and Donovan talk, Andreev continued to smile but was snapped back to reality when he heard Durant mention the possibility of an imminent threat. Perhaps the MP's from SJ AFB have discovered us. Or perhaps the threat has something more to do with the mission. It is hard to say with so few details. It was apparent from the beginning that this "opportunity" came with a certain amount of risk, but it seemed like the entirety of the past two days had been layered with it.

Also, Andreev took special notice that Durant seemed not to recognize Lt. Reed. Strange. I would have sworn Durant was involved in her selection. His thoughts strayed to the bottles of vodka in his bag. Still, no need for them to go to waste.

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

Andreev took his bag from the sedan and placed it in the trunk of the car indicated by Durant. As everyone was preparing to depart, Andreev raised his main concern, "Craig, my friend, what exactly can you tell us about this mission?"

 

[Keia]

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

"A valid question, and one that the officer here was very hesitant to answer, at first," Mr. Jones offered. "I believe we will let the lieutenant here answer the question. . ."

Lt. Dyson, for his part, looked suitably uncomfortable to be under such scrutiny but answered the question, "The officer is question was killed in a one car accident shortly after leaving here yesterday. The accident is still under investigation to determine if it truly was an accident."

Jack, on noticing Jeremiah's look, walked up to Dyson and held out his hand saying, "Hey, I'm Jack." The lieutenant didn't appear at ease in this social situation either, but he did shake Jack's hand. Jack looked back at Jeremiah and gave a shrug, acting nothing like he did yesterday approaching the lieutenant then.

OOC: Grayson

 

[KitanaVorr]

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

Originally posted by Fanog
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?"

"Um okay..." Lorelai gave him a slightly puzzled look but smiled anyway. She could forgive cute officers in uniform nearly anything. "Thanks...," she started to stay until black cat slithered by her to rub against Leonard's legs. "I think a certain someone is hungry though. Do you mind taking him with you?"

Krizzel's tail curled around Leonard's leg and he let out a plaintive 'meow'.

A faint blush covered the woman's cheek when she realized she was standing there loosely covered in just a robe. Pulling it it tighter around herself, the professor spoke quickly, "well..okay bye!" and shut the door.

 

[Fanog]

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

Leonard really has little choice but to take the cat with him. He bends, picks up the cat and walks back to the other room.

"Hi guys, look what I found... Oh, and um, Lorelai wasn't ready showering yet." Leonard still looks quite embarassed at that. "She'll head over here when she is. Until then, we've got ourselves a cat to feed. Here, lucas?"

Leonard, remembering Lucas playing with the cat in the airplane, holds out the meowing cat to the young fellow, eyeing the rest of Leonard's fries.

 

[Keia]

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[MadThinker]

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

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


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."

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

"&%$#!!!!" Donovan retorts. Could this day get any wor... "Better not go there" he thinks.
Exiting the bar quickly, Donovan grabs his gear from the trunk of the sedan and places it in Durant's vehicle.

"Yo Durant. You got an extra piece on ya?"

 

[Keia]

Swede's Place parking lot
Goldsboro, North Carolina
2:18pm, Late Spring 2003

The Carolina afternoon sun beat down on the parking lot and people outside Swede's Place. The dust from the lot kicked up from an unfelt breeze here and there, and old theme music played from unseen radio. The scene almost looked like something out of an 80's television series.

The transfer of gear into the rental met with little difficulty, only barely fitting Donovan's rifles into the cramped trunk. A slight stare-down occurred between Lt. Stewart and Lt. Reed as both reached for the driver's door, but Stewart won out. The backseat was cramped, but the closeness of quarters was eased by Lt. Reed's presense in the back seat.

Before two minutes had passed, the group was well on its way back to the airport.

OOC: Donovan, Durant, Ilianov

 

[kid A]

Swede's Place parking lot
Goldsboro, North Carolina
2:18pm, Late Spring 2003

Before two minutes had passed, the group was well on its way back to the airport.

Sitting cozily in the back of the sedan next to Lt. Reed, Andreev voiced several of his questions about their current situation. "Who is it we are running from? The MP's from SJ AFB? Or does this have something to do with the job offer I recieved?"

A moment after the last question left his lips, he recalled that his request for details on the "job offer" had been lost in the commotion of loading the sedan outside the bar. "Craig, what exactly are we to be expecting from this mission? Can you now give us any details?"

He sat patiently in his seat, the proximity to Reed reminding him of the hotel earlier that morning...

 

[Jarval]

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

Lucas smiles and takes the cat. "You know, I'm sure this cat must have some kind of Stargate inside it, because you just can't fill him up, no matter how much you feed him." He picks up one of Leonard's fries, waving it around in front of the Krizzel.

"You want this? No? How about some of this?" Lucas breaks a piece off his burger, which is quickly wolfed down by the cat. "I'd guess yes from that..."

He leans back in his chair, feeding the remains of his food to Krizzel, glad of a few moments to relax.

"We got a TV in here?" He asks after a few minutes, looking around the room. "Just wondering if any of us have made the news yet."

 

[KitanaVorr]

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

Lorelai sighed happily - the nice long bath completely worth it in her opinion and left her in a very contented mood. Humming to herself, she set about getting herself presentable. Digging through the bag she brought with her, she pulled out a fresh pair of hip-hugging, low-riding jeans and a white strappy tank top. Followed by a slim short black leather jacket, by the time Lorelai was done she looked like the hip young New Yorker she was.

Running her hand absently over the exposed skin of her abdomen and the hint of her hips curve, she glanced around to make sure she or Rylee didn't forget anything. Satisfied, the professor left her room and headed over to knock on the guy's room.

Time to check to make sure Krizzel didn't eat everything in sight. It was a wonder with a cat that hungry, he wasn't a huge rolling furball...nope he was still as skinny and sinuous as ever...damn lucky cat.