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

[Fanog]

Entrance Ramp to Flight 267
JFK Airport, New York, New York
3:05pm, Late Spring 2003

Leonard holds, and takes an easy stance a few feet away from the men.

"Yes, I am.", he responds with a calm voice.
"Sir.", he nods to Durant, his eyes resting for a moment on the Commander's casual clothes.

So, they were waiting for me? Then they must know about the letter I got. That means they must have been briefed pretty recently, considering the short notice on which I received it. That would fit with the costume. A change of plans. Leonard takes a quick look behind him to see if Lt. Stewart is still there, and then turns his attention back to the men in front before him.

"I can talk, but I've got a plane to catch. So, what is it that you wanted to speak with me about?"

 

[Keia]

Cornell University - Off Campus Housing
Ithaca, New York
5:50pm Late Spring, 2003

Originally posted by Nguyen
"Lt. Terrell," she spoke to him, glancing up at the tall man from where she crouched by her bag. "How long am I going to be gone?" She worked those large luminious pleading eyes for all they were worth. "Can I bring my cat?"

It's not very often that a man can feel the color physically draining from his face - this was one of those times for one Jonas Terrell. Knowing he was likely screwed no matter what he chose, he did what any man would do - agree with the person in front of you.

"Sure, ma'am," Lt. Terrell said, "I would think that if you had a carrier, you'd be allowed to take your cat. Krizzel, right? As far as how long you're staying - I really have no idea. I wasn't privy to the contents of the envelope, except for the plane ticket."

"I can take that bag for you to the car, if you want, that is," Terrell offered.

OOC: Nguyen

 

[Nuke261]

"Lieutenant Commander, actually," Durant said by way of a greeting. "I was demoted. But that is the least of our worries right now." As Durant walks towards Campbell he is scanning the area, looking for anyone watching their meeting.

"Mister Campbell, we are part of the project you were just recruited for. We are here because your life is danger and we don't want anything to happen to you. Is your Air Force escort still with you? We need to talk to him as well." Durant glanced at Montoya to see if the sharp-eyed Marine had spotted anyone else around.

 

[kid A]

During the trip to Jameson's apartment, and between thoughts of finding the elusive spare key, Andreev went over everything that had happened in the past hour or so.

"Lt. Reed, If I may, could I please take another look at my letter?"

Glancing down at the passenger side seat, she picked up the envelope and handed it back to him. He thanked her, and read the letter again, trying once more to glean any information from it, especially something that might indicate why his life would be in danger. Still nothing, he thought.

He was about to put it away, but then remembered the note from Durant. He looked back in the envelope; it had slipped out and lay at the bottom. Reaching inside the manila envelope, he grabbed the note and re-read it. Andreev thought for a moment before replacing the letter and flight ticket to the envelope. Pocketing the note from Durant, he closed the envelope and handed it back to his escort.

"Again, my thanks Lieutenant. Commander Durant has asked me to make contact with one Navy Lt. Luther Donovan, whom I am supposed to meet. I believe I should take care of that before my flight in the morning. I am curious, is there any way that you would be able to contact this Seymour Johnson Air Force Base when we get to the apartment?"

 

[KitanaVorr]

Cornell University - Off Campus Housing
Ithaca, New York
5:50pm Late Spring, 2003

"Oh yes!" Lorelai held out her arms to scoop up the cat lazily sunning by the window. The creature let out a mild meow of protest as she crushed it in an affectionate hug. "You've got a cute wittle carrier, don't you, Krizzie? Yes you do...yes you do!"

She practically beamed at the lieutenant and blew him an exuberant kiss before stuffing the reluctant cat into his carrier. "Are you coming with me on the plane?" she asked Terrell hopefully as she stood next to him. wow...he's pretty tall...

 

[Keia]

On the Highways of Florida
Near JFK Space Center, Florida
9:45pm, Late Spring, 2003

Lt. Chris Reed thought for a few moments, contemplating Andreev's questions. "Well, sir. I think it would be difficult to contact a specific person on an air base at ten-thirty/eleven o'clock at night. I could make some phone calls to some people, but, again, it's difficult to pull favors so late at night."

Reed was quiet for a while, still following the directions given by Andreev, when she pulled over to the side of the road. She turned to face Andreev and offered, "Of course, we could always drive up there. If you've got conflicting instructions, I would think you should follow whichever one you want. It's not like you're going to get in trouble for disobeying orders - you were following orders."

"We've got probably another 45 minutes to get where your headed. Or, we could drive to SJ AFB, probably nine to ten hours away. On the other hand, it's been a long day for me and I could some shut eye, and I'm sure you could use some sleep as well. It's all up to you, sir," Reed finished.

OOC: Ilianov

 

[Keia]

Suburbs of Boston
Boston, Massachusetts
5:22pm, Late Spring, 2003

Sixty seconds never passed so slowly. Lucas drove down the streets, uncertain of whether to evade or make for the highways. As he was coming to the point where he had to make a decision, the cell phone finally buzzed.

"Mr. Fisher, this is Major Davis, again. I need to you head to JFK Airport in New York. Don't stop anywhere, just make you way there. There will be people that I trust that can help you there. Locally, I'm not certain what's going on there. When you get there, give a call on this cell phone and I'll direct the people to meet you."

The voice paused to give Lucas a chance to absorb everything, then continued, "Whoever killed Lt. Johnson was most likely after you. I can't explain to you why, but know that I'm doing everything I can to keep you safe. If you have any questions, go ahead. When we're done here, shut off the phone to save the battery."

OOC: Fisher

 

[Keia]

Cornell University - Off Campus Housing
Ithaca, New York
5:50pm Late Spring, 2003

Originally posted by Nguyen
"Are you coming with me on the plane?" she asked Terrell hopefully as she stood next to him. wow...he's pretty tall...

"No, ma'am. Wish I could, but there's only a ticket for you," Lt. Terrell replied. He looked around the room a final time. Then he looked down at the bag . . . and the cat carrier. He politely asked, "Is there anything, then? If not, we'll get going then."

OOC: Nguyen

 

[Vardeman]

[BDurant glanced at Montoya to see if the sharp-eyed Marine had spotted anyone else around. [/B]

Montoya continued to scan the area as Durant spoke with Campbell, stationing himself between Campbell and the bulk of the people watching the exchange. His eyes never stopped moving, quartering the landscape of people as he would any unfamiliar terrain in enemy territory, being especially watchful for quick movements.

V

 

[Dark Nemesis]

The highways enroute to Albany
North Central New York
6:10pm Late Spring, 2003

"May I see this itinerary then?" Rylee asked at last. "Not that I don't believe you, I would just prefer to read it for myself." Besides, perhaps in reading it, she would be able to make some sense ofeverything that has been going on of late. Not that she expected an itinerary to magically explain everything, but it was an excellent start.

She took a wary look around as they pulled into the sevice station, searching her surroundings in case snipers mysteriously appeared here as well. Once she was satisfied that there were no snipers, she got out of the car, to strech her legs a bit while Simms was pumping the gas. She was unused to long car rides, and still felt more than a little antsy after that run in with the sniper up in the forest.