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

[Keia]

En route to Goldsboro Wayne Municipal Airport
Goldsboro, North Carolina
1:55pm, Late Spring 2003

The hotel room, a spot too warm and smelling strongly of more than a little fast food, was getting rather crowded. As Rylee lightly napped on one of the beds and Lucas entertained the black cat, Krizzel, on the other, the remaining people huddled near Lucas or at the table, eating the fast food.

Lucas had just discovered the whereabouts of the remote before a general roustabout occurred. No one was really certain who started it, but shortly almost everyone was working on gathering their belongings and readying themselves to return to the plane. Everyone but Rylee, who was more interested in resting than heading anywhere. Only the promise of being undisturbed for several hours awakened her enough to slowly walk back to the airplane.

Lt. Terrell was helpful in gathering up belongings and managed to be the last person out of the room - making certain nothing, and no one, was left behind.

The return journey to the Lear was as uneventful as the initial departure, other than a few glances from the hotel staff on the group's less than two hours stay.

OOC: Montoya, Campbell, Fallon, Fisher, Nguyen

 

[Calim]

"So the guy who was here yesterday died in a car wreck? That is kinda, woah. Umm well okay so umm I guess that I am ready to go if you are."

Jeremiah will move to shake hands with the elders and thank them for there hospitality and save Jack for last.

"Well I guess this is it, Jack," Jeremiah will say with some reluctance. "Here is the keys to the car, I will want those back when I come back so be careful with them."

A quick hug and mumbled good-bye later Jeremiah is ready to go "So Mr. Dyson, how are you doing today?" as he continues walking towards the sedan.

 

[Nuke261]

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

Durant climbed into the front seat next to Stewart. At Donovan's request for a weapon Durant passed back the Glock he had picked up, subconciously checking on his personal Sig in it's concelaed holster. "Hey Luke. we are going to try and drive casual and get back to the airport, so try not to kill anyone. Okay?" Durnat flashed Donovan a quick smile over his shoulder.

"The problem is that there are people after us and this project we were recruited for. And they have disquised themselves as Air Force security once already. If we get into it with base M.P.s we have no way to know if they are bad guys or just soldiers doing their duty. Hopefully in a civillian car we will escape notice and make it back to the others. Then we are off to gather up our last lost sheep in Oklahoma."

"Adreev, I will give you the full story, or at least as much as I know, but you ain't gonna believe it..." And Durant began the tale of the Stargate.

 

[Keia]

Entrance, En route to Oklahoma City
Choctaw Reservation, Oklahoma
3:25pm, Late Spring, 2003

Originally posted by Jeremiah Grayson
"So the guy who was here yesterday died in a car wreck? That is kinda, woah. Umm well okay so umm I guess that I am ready to go if you are."

""Yes, that was quite disheartening to learn," Mr. Jones said. "All I can add is that we are certainly glad that you were not with him, regardless of the circumstances that had you make that decision."

Originally posted by Jeremiah Grayson
"Well I guess this is it, Jack," Jeremiah will say with some reluctance. "Here is the keys to the car, I will want those back when I come back so be careful with them."

"I'll make sure and keep it clean for you while you're gone," Jack said while looking at his father. "Wait til the guys hear about this!"

Originally posted by Jeremiah Grayson
A quick hug and mumbled good-bye later Jeremiah is ready to go "So Mr. Dyson, how are you doing today?" as he continues walking towards the sedan.

"Better now that I'm through with the third degree from the elders, if you don't mind me speaking plainly, sir," Lt. Dyson said, quietly. "You're itinerary has changed somewhat as well, sir. You'll be boarding a private Lear jet and meeting with the rest of the team in about two hours. Which, If my luck holds, should be just enough time to get you to Oklahoma City and through security."

At firs glance, Lt. Dyson appeared to be African American, about 6' tall, and somewhat lanky. But, on closer examination, there was a good amount of muscle there, much like someone would find on a long distance runner. Dyson opened the rear passenger door for Grayson on the sedan, then made his way to the driver's seat. Moments later, the sedan was headed down the road, buoyed by the waves of the children as Grayson road away.

OOC: Grayson

 

[Calim]

"So Dyson, how long have you been in the military?"

Jeremiah will continue making small talk trying to avoid nervousness and he will also keep watch hoping to avoid a car wreck. He will also practice his diplomatic skills as well.

 

[kid A]

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

"Andreev, I will give you the full story, or at least as much as I know, but you ain't gonna believe it..." And Durant began the tale of the Stargate.

His mouth went dry.

Just thinking about it made him break into a cold sweat.

He hadn't been this excited since he had voyaged to MIR Station.

A "stargate?" This is unbelievable. And yet, is it really? There have been theories about this kind of phenomenon for a long time. Is it so hard to believe that someone has actually harnessed it for space travel? The implications and possibilities began to percolate in his head. He had thought he would be spending the rest of his life as a consultant, without another chance to go into space. Certainly NASA wouldn't send him back - he had gone twice already by age 41, and there were plenty of Americans to send. But now, this revelation made him realize the only truth that really mattered to him.

Barely audible, and with a smile, he said to himself, "I am going back!"

Professionally, he continued to look at the situation as explained by Durant. A couple of things didn't make sense. Two particular questions came to mind, and although he wasn't entirely sure if Durant would know the answers, he asked anyway, if only to solidify his thoughts. "Why was I selected for this mission? Please, do not misunderstand my excitement, but my specific areas of specialty are more mechanical than theoretical."

He asked the second question after a bit of hesitation. It was by far more important than the first, and if his guess were true, it would open up a whole new realm of prospect and possibility. "We... that is to say, human beings did not construct this "stargate," did we? It was someone else, was it not?"

 

[MadThinker]

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

Durant climbed into the front seat next to Stewart. At Donovan's request for a weapon Durant passed back the Glock he had picked up, subconciously checking on his personal Sig in it's concelaed holster. "Hey Luke. we are going to try and drive casual and get back to the airport, so try not to kill anyone. Okay?" Durnat flashed Donovan a quick smile over his shoulder.

"Adreev, I will give you the full story, or at least as much as I know, but you ain't gonna believe it..." And Durant began the tale of the Stargate.

"I resemble that remark thank you very much!"
Donovan listened to Durant tell his tale of the stargate.
"So.. The orders we received are for us to go after E.T.?"

 

[Keia]

The Lear Jet, Goldsboro-Wayne Municipal Airport
Goldsboro, North Carolina
2:25pm, Late Spring 2003

Lt. Stewart drove casual on the way to the airport and there were no incidents. The airport traffic was light even for a muni- airport. The rest of the passengers made their way to the Lear while Stewart dropped off the car.

With everyone on board, the team was nearly complete - the only addition being a Jeremiah Grayson. Within ten minutes, the plane was lifting off, en route to Oklahoma City, Oklahoma.
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Barely had the group gotten settled before Durant, Stewart and some new faces entered the plane. The Lear was nearing its capacity, though there were still five empty seats.

With everyone on board, the team was nearly complete - the only addition being a Jeremiah Grayson. Within ten minutes, the plane was lifting off, en route to Oklahoma City, Oklahoma.

OOC: Campbell, Donovan, Durant, Fallon, Fisher, Ilianov, Montoya, Nguyen

 

[Fanog]

The Lear Jet, Goldsboro-Wayne Municipal Airport
Goldsboro, North Carolina
2:25pm, Late Spring 2003

Leonard has made sure that Rylee has a comfortable space to sleep out her exhaustion. As the newcomers board the plane, he makes his way over to the hatch to greet them. At least two of them are officers, so he keeps things slightly formal. "Good afternoon Sirs, Ma'am. Welcome to out little 'mobile home', although I don't know how much longer we'll be in here. It seems like we're almost complete."

He lets it rest after those words, assuming that Durant might first introduce them to the group as a whole.

 

[Dark Nemesis]

The Lear Jet, Goldsboro-Wayne Municipal Airport
Goldsboro, North Carolina
2:25pm, Late Spring 2003

Rylee would have been perfectly fine with finding a comfortable corner to sleep in, but Leonard saw to it that she was some place a little more comfortable. She is not too tired, however, to make sure that her guns were within arms reach. She mumbled her thanks to Leonard, and promptly curled up to go to sleep again.


She does not even stir when the newcomers arrive, figuring she would be able to meet them later.... after she had gotten a nap.