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

[Fanog]

Lear Jet - Tangent Communications
JFK Airport, New York, New York
3:40pm, Late Spring 2003

"Ah, yes sir, he is. General Campbell. Have you had any dealings with him?"

Leonard listens as Montoya relays the plan to him.

"Sure, if we're going to be stuck here in the airport, I'm coming with you. If we're going low-profile, I might have to change clothes as well. Again..." He smiles at Montoya as he lifts a piece of his shirt, showing the undercover vest he's just donned. As he tucks his shirt back in, he continues talking.

"And yeah, I can handle a gun. I may be a diplomat, but you don't make Staff Sergeant without combat training and well... negotiations don't always go the way you planned 'em. By the way, when will the next person arrive here, the one we have to intercept?"

Leonard follows Montoya, eager to hear what this is really all about, and leaving the decisions over to him. He knows more about the situation, and this Durant gave him command. Let's see where this leads first.

 

[Calim]

"Salve would be wonderful," Jeremiah says to no one in particular as he looks off longingly at the soccer field.

I have never felt more alive then with these people, they are all so full of life and I am planning on leaving this for gawd knows what, I must be crazy.


Jeremiah looks back in the direction of the of the woman's voice and says "I will over there playing soccer, Thanks."

 

[Vardeman]

Lear Jet - Tangent Communications
JFK Airport, New York, New York
3:40pm, Late Spring 2003

“Sorry, sergeant, neither Sower nor I have a cell phone. I’ll give you the air traffic hot line and the numbers for the Captain’s lounge at the airport. In fact, if you want, I can probably get you gentlemen into the lounge for a few hours of rest and relaxation – first drinks on me. It’s a secure room, allowing only pilots and flight crews. What’d ya say?” Captain Samuels offered.

After a thoughtful second or two, Montoya replied with a few questions, "Is the lounge inside or outside the security zone? Are you allowed to be armed yet? Do you have any spare uniforms that might fit Campbell and me? That might be less conspicuous than my greens.

"And yeah, I can handle a gun. I may be a diplomat, but you don't make Staff Sergeant without combat training and well... negotiations don't always go the way you planned 'em. By the way, when will the next person arrive here, the one we have to intercept?"

Montoya retrieved the Beretta from his waistband , reversed it, and handed it to Campbell. "It's got 14 rounds left in it," he mentioned in passing. He added, "Oh, yeah, Rylee Fallon is the one we're waiting for. She's due in at 8:25." He fiddled with the phone/PDA attempting to retrieve the photo associated with the name.

"Now as to what's going on, here's what I know," Montoya explained. "The short, generic version is that the Air Force has an extremely Top Secret project in Colorado and it has been compromised. Forces wanting the project for their own reasons have infiltrated the organization. This concerns you, me, and Commander Durant due to the fact that our names are on a list of people being considered by the Air Force to join the project. Why? I don't know, but the bad guys have the list and are trying to kill everyone on it. So the commander and me, being the first people contacted by the real Air Force, and still being alive, get to track down the other people and keep them alive, and you were first on the list. Fallon is next at 8:25 and one Lorelai Nguyen is flying into Laguardia at 8:40, so Commander Durant is going to retrieve her. A Lucas Fisher is scheduled to leave Boston at the same time that Fallon is arriving here, so the commander is trying to have him diverted to either Laguardia or here, whatever is easiest to do." Montoya took a breath and asked, "Is that about as clear as mud now?"

V

 

[Fanog]

Lear Jet - Tangent Communications
JFK Airport, New York, New York
3:40pm, Late Spring 2003

Leonard silently listens while Montoya fills him in. He takes the gun, checks to see if the safety is on and then tucks it in his waistband.

"Clear? - No. But whining and bitching isn't going to make it any clearer, is it? It'll do for now. I assume we'll get more info once we get everyone together." Leonard's jokingly sarcastic voice shows that he has accepted the situation with good grace, he hadn't really expected the full story so soon anyway.

"Are all of those people you just mentioned, civilians? I'm assuming they're escorted by an Air Force Lieutenant as well, that might give them some protecting. - How sure are we that these escorts are clean? The captain's lounge sounds good, a pilot's uniform might also get us through the rest of the airport without attracting too much notice."

 

[Vardeman]

Lear Jet - Tangent Communications
JFK Airport, New York, New York
3:40pm, Late Spring 2003

"Are all of those people you just mentioned, civilians?

Montoya replied, "Nothing in my information tells me one way or another if they're civilian or military, but going by the pictures..." He brought up each person's picture on the PDA and continued, "... the two women are civilians, while Fisher looks like he might at least be former military, if not active duty."

"I'm assuming they're escorted by an Air Force Lieutenant as well, that might give them some protecting. - How sure are we that these escorts are clean?"

Montoya queried, "Was your escort planning on continuing with you to Colorado? If so, then they'll probably have escorts; otherwise, they'll probably be alone. As to their being clean... I don't know. I just know that the Air Force OIC is a Major Davis, so if they don't know that, then they're probably dirty as sin."

V

 

[Keia]

Lear Jet - Tangent Communications
JFK Airport, New York, New York
3:40pm, Late Spring 2003

“I think we can work something out, gentlemen,” Captain Samuels said, “assuming you boys don’t have a problem wearing some Tangent Communications gear.”

The captain walked back to the back of the plane, opposite of the bathroom and opened a storage closet. Within were several styles of polo shirts, sweatshirts, t-shirts, jackets, windbreaker pants, and jogging pants in either white or red – all with the Tangent Communications logo (angled lines intersecting a partial circle).

“I don’t have any uniforms that would fit either of you – and either way, I’m on my last day of clothes. These ought to conceal your weapons, though,” Samuels said eying the Berretta in the Campbell’s belt, “I’m sure we can sweet talk anyone asking that you two are off shift pilots, though. Or even pilots in training, that would even be better.”

OOC: Campbell, Montoya

 

[MadThinker]

Seymour Johnson Air Force Base
North Carolina
1:40pm, Sometime Late Spring, 2003

"Well, I would hate to keep the good lieutenant waiting."

With that thought on his lips, Luther Donovan packed the rifle in a travel case and started toward the door.

"If they want it back soon, they can call me. Besides, I may just need it."

Luke placed his gear and the rifle in the trunk and took a seat in the back seat of the car.

"Onward and upward Lt. Hearst."

 

[Dark Nemesis]

Quickly leaving the Gas and Go
North Central New York
6:10pm Late Spring, 2003

Simm's words cut through her thoughts, and she glanced up in time to catch him scaning the area as he made his way to the car. She did not answer him verbally, but with a slight shrug she returned to the car and resumd her seat.

It is not hrd to see that Simms is apparently in a hurry. She listens to his explanation, before asking "What's the sudden hurry? Has something happened?" What mysterious business thi all was!

 

[KitanaVorr]

On the Way to Syracuse
Ithaca, New York
5:55pm Late Spring, 2003

Originally posted by Keia
“Parallel worlds, huh? Didn’t Einstein start the groundwork for a lot of those theories? Obviously, it wasn’t intentional, but I thought I read something like that,” Terrell offered when he noticed Lorelai starting to get quiet. “High-end physics was never my specialty, but enjoyed reading some of the stuff that wasn’t so dry. I don’t mind listening to you . . . and we’ve got about an hour and a half to get to the airport yet?”

Her cheeks flushed and she smiled at him - as prettily as she could - and if little hearts could float from her eyes - they probably would. He was cute! And an officer! And he wanted to listen to her talk about her most favorite subject in the whole world! It didn't get better than a captive audience.

"Well if space is infinite, that means that somewhere everything that is possible becomes real - which means no matter how improbable something is, it must happen, oh let me show you something!"

Lorelai snapped the seatbelt loose. Turning around, she stuck her hands over her seat, reaching for her laptop while still speaking.

"I've been working on a theory. You see, so if the universe began approximately 14 billion years ago - the popular date these days. That means that the earliest light we could have seen would be 4 times 10 to the 26 - basically our universe. Now what happens if you go beyond that? Now space is infinite, so there must be other universes beyond that. So if we fill up our universe with protons for instance (all at the same temperature of course) we could fit maybe about ten to the 118 protons. Well that means beyond that distance and that number, the universe would have to start repeating itself, right?"

Damn pesky laptop case wedged in tight. She moved further, half of her in the front seat, the other have in the back.

"So if you think about it, once we apply the wormhole theory - we could theoretically travel to parallel worlds just by going far enough!"

 

[Keia]

Albany Airport, Departures Lane
North Central New York
7:00pm Late Spring, 2003

Originally posted by Rylee Fallon
She listens to his explanation, before asking "What's the sudden hurry? Has something happened?" What mysterious business this all was!

"Well, ma'am," Simms replied as he drove out of the Gas and Go, "apparently you weren't the only person shot at today. I thought that that shooter earlier was on a personal vendetta against you, but I'm not so sure now. Another person, being recruited for the same thing you are, was a target as well. So, that's why there's a change of plans."

"At JFK, you'll be meeting with a Richardo Montoya and/or a Leonard Campbell. We'll change your destination information at Albany so you can get you bags in JFK." Simms finished.

For the remaining ride to the Albany Airport, Lt. Simms was all business, even more so than when being fired on by the sniper earlier. Simms eyes were searching, but not a nervous looking - more of a determined watch all potential targets type of look. Some of Rylee's former associates had this same kind of awareness and attitude.

The black sedan pulled into the departures lane and Simms got out of the car, searching the area for anything suspicious.

"Ma'am, you'll be required to stow those weapons of yours, "Lt. Simms said. "I'll do my best to get them allowed on the flight, but you won't have them with you until you get your bag at JFK airport."

OOC: Fallon