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

[kid A]

The Lear Jet, Goldsboro-Wayne Municipal Airport
Goldsboro, North Carolina
2:45pm, Late Spring 2003

Andreev accepted the handshake gladly. As he met the other passengers, it seemed to him that some of them were very friendly. During his career as a cosmonaut and engineer, he had very much become a team-player. The chance to work with others had always inspired him to work harder, and in most cases yielded stellar results. However, there had been several experiences working in a negative enivronment that had been less than enjoyable. He was happy to see, then, that these other passengers were already getting to know one another.

So, you're a former cosmonout? Does that mean that this expedition will actually be a space suit affair? Or you prabably know just as much about it as we do, right - That's to say, nearly nothing..."

"It is a pleasure, Mr. Campbell. To be honest, I probably know no more than you, seeing as how Commander Durant has been the person who filled us both in. My areas of interest involve several fields of study, and as such I really do not know what it is in particular I will be doing with this mission."

"I assume that you're also pretty knowledgabe in astrophysics. In that case, you might enjoy talking with the professor." Leonard points at Loralai. "She's pretty big on the science department, seems like she figured out how this thing is supposed to work, already."

"Perhaps I will be able to speak with the... eh... professor... you said? So young to have accomplished so much. One can be sure she must enjoy her work." A smile spread across his face, indicating his thanks to Leonard for his warm greeting and information. "When I am finished meeting everyone, we must talk again soon."

As he left Leonard, Andreev continued making his introductions to everyone available, working his way toward Lorelai. He was very curious to meet her, and listen to her theories. To have figured out how this "stargate" works... Very impressive indeed.

As he approached however, he realized that he may need to wait to talk with her. It was more than a little apparent that she was very focused on explaining something to one of the several Air Force Lieutenants aboard the jet. In fact, he might have said it was not entirely the discussion she was focused on. Not wishing to disturb them for long, he offered a quick introduction at a break in the conversation: "Pardon my interruption Professor, Lieutenant. I merely wished to introduce myself. I am Andreev Ilianov."

 

[KitanaVorr]

The Lear Jet, Goldsboro-Wayne Municipal Airport
Goldsboro, North Carolina
2:45pm, Late Spring 2003

Originally posted by kid A
Not wishing to disturb them for long, he offered a quick introduction at a break in the conversation: "Pardon my interruption Professor, Lieutenant. I merely wished to introduce myself. I am Andreev Ilianov."

Lorelai started slightly - brought back to the reality that there were other people on the jet besides Lt. Terrell. Wide dark eyes stared up at Andreev for a moment, taking him in with curiousity and a gleam of intelligence far beyond her youthful years. Tucking a lock of black hair behind one ear, she held out one small hand for him to shake.

"Dr. Lorelai Nguyen, Cornell University."

"And this is Krizzel," she added as the cat sniffed in Andreev's direction. "Or more affectionately known as the spoiled brat cat."

 

[Fanog]

The Lear Jet, Goldsboro-Wayne Municipal Airport
Goldsboro, North Carolina
2:45pm, Late Spring 2003

Leonard's first impression of Andreev is rather positive. Friendly, seems quite easy-going. Should be an okay fellow.

Originally posted by Andreev
"Perhaps I will be able to speak with the... eh... professor... you said?

Leonard widens his eyes somewhat larger and makes a generous smile, as if saying 'Yup, sounds hard to believe, huh, but it's true...'

Originally posted by AndreevA smile spread across his face, indicating his thanks to Leonard for his warm greeting and information. "When I am finished meeting everyone, we must talk again soon."

"I'm sure we will. I don't believe they dragged us all together just for the heck of it. I'm guessing this group will be together for a while." With that, a smile and a nod, Leonard resumes doing what he did prior to the new arrivals, which was basically lounging and scribbling some sketches in his note book.

 

[Calim]

Sensing that Dyson has tensed up a bit, Jeremiah starts looking around hoping they are not going to be involved in a car wreck.

 

[Jarval]

The Lear Jet, Goldsboro-Wayne Municipal Airport
Goldsboro, North Carolina
2:45pm, Late Spring 2003

Lucas puts down his book and listens into the conversations going on around him. At the word cosmonaut, he looks at Andreev with renewed interest. Getting up from his seat, he moves over to where Andreev is talking with Lorelai and Terrell.

He glances over Lorelai's shoulder at the laptop screen, a look of utter confusion crossing his face as he studies the graphics. After a moment, he looks away from the computer and back to the newcomer, offering his hand to Andreev.

"Hi, I'm Lucas Fisher. Did I hear right, you're a astronaut? If so, I'm going to ask a question that I'm sure you've never heard before..." He grins at Andreev. "What's it like, going into space? I've always been curious about it."

 

[kid A]

The Lear Jet, Goldsboro-Wayne Municipal Airport
Goldsboro, North Carolina
2:45pm, Late Spring 2003

Tucking a lock of black hair behind one ear, she held out one small hand for him to shake. "Dr. Lorelai Nguyen, Cornell University . . . . And this is Krizzel," she added as the cat sniffed in Andreev's direction. "Or more affectionately known as the spoiled brat cat."

Taking her petite hand in his, he offered up his best charm. "It is my pleasure, Doctor Nguyen. And Krizzel." An interested Krizzel sniffed his hand, after which Andreev seemed to be allowed to pet him. "Again, I do not wish to interrupt your discussion, but I would be pleased if you and I could speak at a later time. I am curious to hear your theories about this, "stargate" I believe it was called." Releasing her hand, he nodded to Lt. Terrell, and turned as another passenger was holding out his hand.

"Hi, I'm Lucas Fisher. Did I hear right, you're a astronaut? If so, I'm going to ask a question that I'm sure you've never heard before..." He grins at Andreev. "What's it like, going into space? I've always been curious about it."

Andreev beams at Fisher as he accepts his handshake. "Mr. Fisher, I can tell you that while I do hear that particular question a great deal, I honestly do not mind answering it." He looks around the cabin and smirks at Fisher, indicating to him a suggestive look at the age of the other passengers. "That is, if you do not mind listening to an old windbag like myself regaling in my own tales."

With a final nod to the young Doctor Nguyen and Lt. Terrell, and a quick glance and smile toward Lt. Reed, Andreev turns back to Lucas and gestures toward a few empty seats.

 

[Keia]

The Lear Jet, Goldsboro-Wayne Municipal Airport
Goldsboro, North Carolina
2:45pm, Late Spring 2003

Lt. Terrell nodded to those who stopped by to visit Lorelai in greeting, but spent most of his time listening to Lorelai’s explanations and the associated graphs and pictures. After a thorough explanation some of the information seemed to soak into him and he actually asked one or two relevant questions.

After the examination of his arm, Lt. Stewart had taken a seat next to Lt. Donovan and the two were sharing war stories and reviewing some of the equipment that Donovan brought with in, particularly the prototype sniper rifle. The rifle, as accurate as the previous model from the same company, had a stronger recoil but seemed to have more penetration than the same model last year.

Lt. Reed sat next to the sleeping Rylee Fallon and looked to be drifting off herself, relaxing in the comfortable cabin chairs.

Over the speakers a friendly and familiar voice issued forth, “Greetings again people, this is the captain. For those of you who have just arrived, my name is Captain Jon Samuels and I’ll be your pilot for this afternoon. Lt Stephen Sower will be your co-pilot. Feel free to ask either of us any questions you may have regarding our flight. We’ll be departing sunny North Carolina in the next five minutes and will be en route to Will Rogers World Airport. Time of arrival is expected to be 5:20pm local time, that is Central time. Please turn off all electronic equipment at this time and fasten your seat belts and prepare for take-off. I’ll turn off the seat belt sign once we’re in the air and steady at which point please help yourself to the refrigerator or bar for any refreshments you may want.”

OCC: all but Grayson

 

[Nuke261]

The Lear Jet, Goldsboro-Wayne Municipal Airport
Goldsboro, North Carolina
2:45pm, Late Spring 2003

Durant spoke with Montoya and Captain Samuels, explaining the potential run in with the M.P.s. He was very pleased to hear there were no problmes of any kind with the main group while he was gone.

Returning to the cabin, Durant dropped into a seat and watched the group interact with one another. They were professionals. They were all very good at what they did and had worked hard to get there. Durant's concern was that they may butt heads since the best and brightest tend to be stubborn as well. A few more thoughts on the group and its members crossed his mind, but the sudden comfort of the chair was winning out and Durant was falling asleep.

 

[KitanaVorr]

The Lear Jet, Goldsboro-Wayne Municipal Airport
Goldsboro, North Carolina
2:45pm, Late Spring 2003

Originally posted by kid A
Taking her petite hand in his, he offered up his best charm. "It is my pleasure, Doctor Nguyen. And Krizzel." An interested Krizzel sniffed his hand, after which Andreev seemed to be allowed to pet him. "Again, I do not wish to interrupt your discussion, but I would be pleased if you and I could speak at a later time. I am curious to hear your theories about this, "stargate" I believe it was called." Releasing her hand, he nodded to Lt. Terrell, and turned as another passenger was holding out his hand.

Lorelai smiled and nodded at Andreev. "Sure! I'd never pass a chance to lecture on my favorite topics." Her dark eyes twinkled slightly and she waved goodbye to the cosmonaut when he left to talk to Lucas. "I'll catch you later then."

Sighing, she glanced shyly over at Lt. Terrell. Really she had been monopolizing his time so much - well could anyone blame her? Who knows when fate would whisk him away? Though it absolutely irritated her that every time Durant was in the vicinity, Terrell got all weird and quiet. Maybe she should ask...

"Lt. Terrell," she spoke up in that soft voice. "Can I ask you how you know Commander Durant?"

While she was busy prying, Krizzel decided to explore the jet and the other passengers a bit. Traipsing over the backs of the chairs, he discovered the dozing Durant and began to kneed his paws into the man's head before licking his forehead with a scratchy tongue. Apparently, Krizzel thought the lieutenant commander needed a good washing.

 

[Vardeman]

The Lear Jet, Goldsboro-Wayne Municipal Airport
Goldsboro, North Carolina
2:45pm, Late Spring 2003

As Montoya exited the cockpit behind Durant, he paused for a moment to glance over the eclectic collection of individuals in the small jet. He slowly shook his head as a smile crept across his features. For better or for worse, this was going to be his family for the foreseeable future. He found an empty seat and settled in, listening to snatches of the surrounding converstations.

V