[D20 Modern] Stargate SG-1 - Part II - It's getting warmer

[Dark Nemesis]

Inside Warehouse 37
Las Vegas, Nevada
0720 hours, June 3, 2003

Altogether, she was not pleased with this situation. Who'd have thought claustrophobia would be this bad after spending a few years up in the mountains? Luckily, spending so long in such a high altitude would have prepared her somewhat for the decreased level of oxygen. Too bad it did not help with the closed in spaces.

Panicing was not going to help anyone, so she concentrated on examining the compartment that Reed had been chipping away at, trying to see if there was ay good way of opening it. It might hold a fire extinguisher, and that might come in handy to put out any fires that would be consuming the oxygen.

 

[Nuke261]

Inside Warehouse 37
Las Vegas, Nevada
0720 hours, June 3, 2000

Durant helped secure the ropes and tried to see what exactly was going on. He pretty much had his breathing under control, you learn not to use up too much air while scuba diving, but the heat got a lot worse when Monotya got the eleveator shaft door open. Quite a bit of light seemed to fill the shaft as well. Great, the damn Satrgate is probably on fire. "How's it look guys?"

 

[Jarval]

Inside Warehouse 37
Las Vegas, Nevada
0720 hours, June 3, 2000

"How's it look guys?"

Now how do I answer that without sounding insane? Lucas is about to call up the shaft to Durant, when he remember the radio clipped to his uniform.

"Um, we've got a problem down here. We can see what I'm guessing is the Stargate, but... um... now this is going to sound a bit nuts... There's rather a lot of lava between it and us. As in molten rock... and what may be a hostile. Rick's gone through the hatch for a better look."

 

[Keia]

Inside Warehouse 37
Las Vegas, Nevada
0720 hours, June 3, 2003

Luther Donovan stood ready with his rifle leveled at the storage room door. Sweat beaded on his backs of his hands and ran down the back of his shirt. Stewart was closer to the stairs and had his Berretta in a double handed grip. Both were listening for noises outside and also for a signal from Durant to come over the radio. On the radio they both heard Fisher’s explanation of the situation within the warehouse proper.

Without warning, the locks holding the door closed (dead bolts controlled by the electronic lock) suddenly released. The door began to open into the small stone building – light streaming in from the outdoors making vision difficult for Donovan and Stewart in the dark warehouse.

A form could be made out in the doorway . . . a person slight of build lugging a stuffed seabag. With another blink, Donovan could make out who was there . . . Professor Lorelai Nguyen had returned.

OOC: all, (especially Luther and Lorelai)

 

[MadThinker]

Inside Warehouse 37
Las Vegas, Nevada
0720 hours, June 3, 2003

A form could be made out in the doorway . . . a person slight of build lugging a stuffed seabag. With another blink, Donovan could make out who was there . . . Professor Lorelai Nguyen had returned.

Donovan reached out and yanked Lorelai into the stairwell as soon as his sight came back into focus. He handed her over to Lt. Stewart, and raised his rifle, performing a visual sweep of the area. He checked for hostiles in the immediate area. As he searched, he began questioning Lorelai, "Just where the hell did you come from? And where the hell did ya disappear to ta begin with? Is Terrell with you?"

Before she could answer, he thought better of it, and said, "You know what, I don't even care." He snapped up his radio and called for Durant. "Commander, the Nguyen chick is here, at the top of the stairwell. What do you want me to do with her?"

 

[Fanog]

Inside Warehouse 37
Las Vegas, Nevada
0720 hours, June 3, 2003

Leonard is having his hands full with the rope. He's neither an expert on climbing, and he doubts whether he's strong enough to hoist up Lucas them climbers should trouble arise. He looks a bit dumbfounded as Lucas makes his report of the radio. lava?!

The mention of a hostile gets Leonard sharp again, looking at Durant for sigsn of what the Commander would think of it. Just then, Donovan made his report of Lorelai resurfacing. I'll be damned... Well, glad to Hear she's okay. But she and Durant...?

After taking a peek down the elevator shaft, Leonard looks at Durant. "Sir?"

 

[Nuke261]

Inside Warehouse 37
Las Vegas, Nevada
0720 hours, June 3, 2003

"Um, we've got a problem down here. We can see what I'm guessing is the Stargate, but... um... now this is going to sound a bit nuts... There's rather a lot of lava between it and us. As in molten rock... and what may be a hostile. Rick's gone through the hatch for a better look."

Of course the room is filled with lava and bad guys! Why wouldn't it be! Damn Murphy's Law! Durant keyed his radio and spoke as clearly as possible so there would be little chance of being misunderstood. "Fisher. Do Not follow Montoya into the area. Stay where you are in case he needs help. I am sending back-up now."

"Alright Campbell, I need you to stay here to pull anyone up. You can do that, right." Durant keyed his radio again. "Donovan and Fallon get down to the shaft, we're going in. Reed and Stewart guard the stairwell, we don't need any more surprises. Andreev and Grayson get down here and help Campbell with these lines."

Donovan snapped up his radio and called for Durant. "Commander, the Nguyen chick is here, at the top of the stairwell. What do you want me to do with her?"

"You have got to be f*@*ing kidding me!!"
First lava in the damn Stargate and now she's back!
"The Professor goes nowhere. She does not leave this room until the group leaves." Durant looked at Andreev Ilianov as he approached him. "Andreev, if anything happens you're in charge of this group. Get everyone back to the base, come back here in force and secure this fragging thing! And I hope you memorized those papers 'cause you're gonna have to destroy 'em right now."

 

[Jarval]

Inside Warehouse 37
Las Vegas, Nevada
0720 hours, June 3, 2003

"Fisher. Do Not follow Montoya into the area. Stay where you are in case he needs help. I am sending back-up now."

"Yes sir." Lucas stays where he is, looking through the hatch and following the movements of the creature. He again reaches for his pistol, then stops dead.

That thing is crawling over lava. Why the hell should a bullet do it any harm? He scowls, annoyed with himself for this disturbing thought, and waits for reinforcements from above.

He snapped up his radio and called for Durant. "Commander, the Nguyen chick is here, at the top of the stairwell. What do you want me to do with her?"

Oh good, that should calm Krizzel down a ... What! How the *&%$ did she find us?... I give up! This day stopped making sense to me a long time ago. Lucas sits tight, and glumly stares at the glow from the magma.

 

[KitanaVorr]

Inside Warehouse 37
Las Vegas, Nevada
0720 hours, June 3, 2003

"Just where the hell did you come from? And where the hell did ya disappear to ta begin with? Is Terrell with you?"
"You know what, I don't even care." He snapped up his radio and called for Durant. "Commander, the Nguyen chick is here, at the top of the stairwell. What do you want me to do with her?"

"You have got to be f*@*ing kidding me!!"
"The Professor goes nowhere. She does not leave this room until the group leaves."

Lorelai dropped her seabag intentionally on Donovon’s foot. “Don’t you dare yell at me! And don’t call me a ‘chick’ you reject from Full Metal Jacket! You don’t know what I’ve been through!”

Sniffing, she wiped the back of her hand on her forehead and sighed wearily. Her clothes looked completely ruffled, some of it torn and there were a few of bruises on her skin from where someone had gripped her too hard in several places. All in all though, nothing looked broken.

“I haven’t had a bath in two days! And they were so mean to me!” Her lip trembled slightly. “They shot Jonas! But that crazy Major General Easton made me come here instead of going with him to the hospital– matter of national security my perky arse. He wouldn’t even let me shower and change clothes!”

And then softly, “Where’s Krizzel?”

 

[Calim]

Jeremiah hustles into place on Campbells ropes.