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

[KitanaVorr]

Will Rogers World Airport - Hangar 14
Oklahoma City, Oklahoma
5:15pm, Late Spring, 2003

When 5 men suddenly appeared at her side - each of whom were trying separately to order her back to the jet - Lorelai fought between laughing at the absurdity of the situation, stubborness at their gall, and the fast becoming predictable stark raving fear at the hail of bullets flying all over the place.

What have I gotten myself into? she thought, crouched down low with Krizzel steadfastedly in her arms. Glancing in the hanger, she tried to note what she could see and if she could spot the others. Where they in trouble? She couldn't let them get hurt! Stewart had already been shot because of her and now even Durant got himself singed by one.

But what could she do? She was a scientist, damn it, not a solider. Her mind racked over the possibilities the hanger could hold...flammable high-powered fuel for the planes? Where were they? Though it might be extremely dangerous...enough could destroy the entire hanger itself...

Regardless, Lorelai was definitely not following anybody's instructions except for the "stay low and not get shot" one. If Leonard's arms are free, the cat ends up in his arms so she could better position herself.

All the while, her mind echoed this can't be happening, this can't be happening

 

[Fanog]

Will Rogers World Airport Hangar 14
Oklahoma City, Oklahoma
5:15pm, Late Spring, 2003

Leonard pushes himself against the wall as tthe jeep bursts for, not sure who is within. Noticing that the jeep does not provide immediate danger, he listens to the orders from Andreev, looking sligtly skeptical. Still, he's learned not to show much of his thoughts. escorting Durant?! Back to the plane? Yeah, right...

He's definately relieved to hear the marine give a second set of orders. Leonard notes that they don't match in their entirity, but at least it's clear that he and Terrel are to bring the young professor back. Just as he turns to speak to her, Lorelai attemps to push the cat in his arms. Awkwardly, Leonard wards off the animal, showing her the gun he's still holding in his hands.

Damnit, what is she doing? She's not planning on staying here, right? Recap: young woman, caught with mostly men, independent, trying to prove herself.

...

He looks at Lorelai for a moment, thinking to find the best way to lure her back to the plane. "Lorelai, please... We don't know how many of them are in there. The jet is already starting up, and we want to get everyone in as soon as possible. It's safer to cross now while there's still a cross-fire. You heard him, they'll get the others out of there shortly. Come on, Miss. Please..."

Leonard gives her an empathic look, trying to at least get her attention away from what's going on inside the hangar.

 

[kid A]

Will Rogers World Airport Hangar 14
Oklahoma City, Oklahoma
5:15pm, Late Spring, 2003

After a skeptical look from Leonard, and Durant's new set of orders, Andreev realized that Durant was not hurt quite as badly as he initially thought. He shot Leonard a look, indicating his relinquishment of command.

"Andreev, my former commie friend, we are going to get Stewart and Montoya out of there." With that statement, Durant smiles an evil grin and directs it towards Andreev.

Despite the surrounding danger, Durant's comment amused him a great deal. He replied, " 'Former commie,' my @$$! My head was in space for half of the cold war, you cowboy." Then, giving Durant an equally devilish smile, "Lead the way, Commander!"

 

[Keia]

Will Rogers World Airport – Hangar 14
Oklahoma City, Oklahoma
5:15pm, Late Spring, 2003

Grayson drove the jeep to the far side of the Lear, stopping and getting out of the vehicle only to see a rifle trained on him from one of the people who was in the doorway of the Lear. She had taken several steps down the stair ramp and looking to be saying something but she couldn’t be heard over the whine of the jet engines.

Durant, Ilianov, Nguyen, and Campbell discussed plans of action and prepared to carry them out, though it was becoming necessary to shout over the din of the jet only sixty feet away. Lt. Terrell made to grab Lorelai’s arm to assist her back to the plane only to get Krizzel for his troubles. Lt. Reed nodded at the orders given by Durant and move adjacent to Lorelai to carry them out saying, “Come on, miss, let the boys have their fun. You and I will pull their a@@es out of there if they can’t handle it.”

For Montoya, a close range fire fight was not the best of situations – especially with the current odds. Disturbingly enough, no one was firing on him. In fact, none of the attackers were firing at all. They retreated back on the catwalk.

Lt. Stewart, who also wasn’t firing though for a completely different reason – he was reloading.

The hidden man on the catwalk stepped out into more light. Montoya looked over the man: About 6’3”, 210 lbs, dark hair, beard, definitely special forces, wearing a tactical vest and sporting an HK G3 which was currently trained on Montoya. He called out to Montoya, “You with Durant, son?”

OOC: Donovan, Grayson, Fallon, Fisher, Montoya

 

[Calim]

Will Rogers World Airport – Hangar 14
Oklahoma City, Oklahoma
5:15pm, Late Spring, 2003


Well let's hope these are the good guys.

Jeremiah stops and looks around "I am looking for Durant." He excuses himself several times, and starts looking over Dyson,and will try and feel for a pulse , "Can any of you help me with him?"

 

[Dark Nemesis]

Will Rogers World Airport – Hangar 14
Oklahoma City, Oklahoma
5:15pm, Late Spring, 2003

Her eyes narrowed, as she thought she heard the stranger say 'Durant', and lowered her gun slightly. So, it was either a good guy, or a well informed bad guy. She touched Lucas on the shoulder, to get his attention. "Lets get these two on the plane. Looks like fellow needs tended to," she said, trying to make herself heard over the engines of the plane. Best she figured, if the the strangers were on their side, it would be best to keep them alive, and if they were not on their side... well, there would be time for interrogation later.

"You're looking for Durant, yes?" she said, moving down a few more stairs. She had the rifle lowered, and making a gesture to come closer with one hand.

 

[Jarval]

Will Rogers World Airport - Hangar 14
Oklahoma City, Oklahoma
5:15pm, Late Spring, 2003

Lucas nods to Rylee, lowering his own rifle as he moves towards the Jeep.

"Give me a hand to move him onto the plane!" He shouts to the driver of the Jeep over the near-deafening sound of the Lear's engines. "We can't do anything for him out here." He takes one of the unconscious man's arms, and waits for the driver to take the other.

 

[Keia]

Will Rogers World Airport – Hangar 14
Oklahoma City, Oklahoma
5:15pm, Late Spring, 2003

As Durant and Ilianov entered the warehouse, their eyes fought to adjust to the suddenness of the coming darkness. Even so, Durant identified Lt. Stewart’s location, kneeling with his gun aimed ready to fired – but not firing. In fact, no one was firing . . . odd.

Moving to the crates near Stewart, a questioning look from Durant to Stewart brought a shrug. Stewart indicated to Durant, Montoya’s location.

Lorelai seemed unwilling to leave with Reed, who glanced at Terrell and Campbell.

OOC: Campbell, Durant, Ilianov, Montoya, Nguyen

 

[Keia]

Will Rogers World Airport – Hangar 14
Oklahoma City, Oklahoma
5:15pm, Late Spring, 2003

Rylee couldn’t hear the words being spoken by the driver of the jeep over the whine of the jet engines but made out the word ‘Durant’ in his actions. The man didn’t have any gun and appeared more concerned for the safety of an Air Force man unconscious or worse in the back of the jeep.

Lucas moved to help Jeremiah with Lt. Dyson, and, between the two of them, them carried him over to the stair ramp of the jet. While carrying him, both notice that there was very little blood on the body. As Jeremiah though to get his gear from the jeep as well, he realized that it was still on the floor of the hangar.

Donovan continued to look for a good shot. At sixty plus feet, it almost wasn’t fair. Of course he had to be able to see the target to drop the target.

OOC: Donovan, Fallon, Fisher, Grayson

 

[kid A]

Will Rogers World Airport – Hangar 14
Oklahoma City, Oklahoma
5:15pm, Late Spring, 2003

Andreev followed closely behind Durant, keeping himself low, his pistol held at ready if the situation presented itself.

As they reached Stewart, and the hangar became more visible, he looked in the general direction in which he saw Stewart pointing. He believed they were looking at Montoya's location, but his eyes had not yet fully adjusted to the darkness.

He awaited further instructions from Durant, noting the strange and abrupt absence of gunfire...