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

[kid A]

Inside Warehouse 37
Las Vegas, Nevada
0723:30 hours, June 3, 2003

Lorelai began to record the visual look of the creature, waving her camera around to record as much information about what she could see down there before sighing. "I need to get down there. I can't see a damn thing up here."

He winced slighty. He knew this was going to happen. If he allowed Jeremiah to descend, he just knew SHE was going to ask as well. He had expected this though, when he had weighed his options earlier with Jeremiah, and he had already decided on the best course of action. In truth, he really would like for her to be studying these creatures, but he had no idea what kind of threat they may pose to them, and he was already a bit unsure about sending one civilian down to study them. There was no appeasing her though, so this, he thought, would hopefully settle her down until he could determine what kind of threat the creatures posed to the team.

"Doctor Nguyen, if it pleases you, I would like for you to fasten your harness and prepare for your descent, but I will not be sending you down just yet. Mr. Grayson will need to be the first one down, to assist Commander Durant in communicating with these beings. However, if we determine that there is no immediate threat, you will be down there as soon as humanly possible to study the creatures. So, if you would, gather your equipment and secure your harness."

He smiled at her, and silently hoped that it would do the trick...

 

[KitanaVorr]

Inside Warehouse 37
Las Vegas, Nevada
0723:30 hours, June 3, 2003

"Doctor Nguyen, if it pleases you, I would like for you to fasten your harness and prepare for your descent, but I will not be sending you down just yet. Mr. Grayson will need to be the first one down, to assist Commander Durant in communicating with these beings. However, if we determine that there is no immediate threat, you will be down there as soon as humanly possible to study the creatures. So, if you would, gather your equipment and secure your harness."

He smiled at her, and silently hoped that it would do the trick...

"It most certainly does not please me! I want to go down there right away. I can observe while Durant and Grayson chat up the alien." Lorelai focused the lens on her camera to get a closer look at the creature. Absolutely amazing! What biological processes did it use to survive that kind of heat?

One hand on her camera, the other absently tried to fasten her harness at the same time.

 

[Keia]

Inside Warehouse 37
Las Vegas, Nevada
0723:42 hours, June 3, 2003

Lucas assisted Jeremiah in getting into the climbing harness and made certain the lines were still secure. Although no one above could see the creatures currently (they were in the warehouse proper), there was no denying that if they were to return, whoever was being lowered would be very vulnerable.

Donovan covered the elevator shaft keeping his eyes and rifle leveled at the floor of the shaft where the creature stood scant seconds earlier. Drops of sweat dripped from his brow and made the slow fall into the shaft, most likely vaporizing in the molten afterglow of the creature’s departure.

The lowering process took some time. For Jeremiah, it seemed as though he were being lowered into Hades itself. The temperature rose as he descended, and the flames burning in the warehouse (on lava pools, even) cast a hellish glow. He idly wondered if his equipment was built to withstand the extremes of heat he was placing on them. Mostly, Jeremiah continued to work the creature’s phrasing and language through his head – trying to decipher its words. Looking into the warehouse through the access panel, Jeremiah saw the scene before him, his commander mere feet away from the large, glowing horned reptilian creature, trying to communicate with it.

Lucas then fitted the second harness onto Lorelai, again making certain that the straps were secure and the lines would still hold. Once Jeremiah was through the access door and out of his harness, Lucas began to lower Lorelai. Suspended in a forty foot elevator heading into the apparent den of these strange creatures was not where she thought she would be a week ago before all of this madness started.

Leonard continued to mull what he had seen over in his mind as he watched up the stairs leading into the stone building and outside. Nothing was happening upstairs, though that could change at any moment.

OOC: Campbell, Donovan, Fisher, Grayson, Nguyen (and everyone else too!!)

 

[Keia]

Inside Warehouse 37
Las Vegas, Nevada
0723:42 hours, June 3, 2003

Lt. Reed put a comforting hand on Andreev’s shoulder, understanding in her eyes on the difficult decisions he had to make – and to get his attention. Leaning close, she murmured into his ear, “I don’t think these creature being here was an accident. This place looks as though it was prepared for them – I’ve got weird feeling about it.”

Lt. Stewart helped secure hold the climbing lines and tried to stay out of everyone’s way. When Grayson removed his harness, Stewart pulled it back up and secured the line.

OOC: Ilianov (and everyone else too!!)

 

[Keia]

Inside Warehouse 37
Las Vegas, Nevada
0723:42 hours, June 3, 2003

Durant spoke as calmly as he could in his situation, though his voice was becoming raspy from lack of moisture. The heat from the room had parched his mouth and his lips cracked. His eyes were too dry as well, as he needed to constantly blink to keep them lubricated and focused. The metal of his gun was becoming much warmer in his hands than any time in the desert.

Montoya and Fallon were experiencing the same circumstances, though, by not speaking as much, they were conserving their voices.

The creature on the other hand, simply looked down on Durant. Its eyes smoldered and it was impossible to read the creature’s expression. The seconds ticked life away as nothing seemed to happen in the room. It didn’t respond to Durant. It began to sway slightly from side to side, almost to a rhythm only it could hear.

Finally it spoke, though in its language, not English . . .

"Trrreeyyy hu-mann torresss sinarass terr diplarrasss . . ."

For Jeremiah, the words were spoken just as he stuck his head through the access panel and prepared to stand on the metal grating, thirty some feet above and fifteen feet away from where Durant was listening to the creature. The object which caught his sight, though it was more than a hundred feet away was a forty foot tall metal circle standing on its side. It could only be one thing . . . the Stargate.

Jeremiah thought that ‘diplarrasss’ meant heard or spoken to, though again, every think was speculative.

OOC: Craig, Jeremiah, Ricardo, Rylee (and everyone else too!!)

 

[Keia]

Inside Warehouse 37
Las Vegas, Nevada
0723:42 hours, June 3, 2003

As Rylee continued to look at the creature, it appeared to be sizing her up as well. It appeared to be watching the large creature as well as Rylee, though the difference was only noted by a slight head turned that she noticed once. As the seconds passed, another head surfaced from the lava, black eyes plainly visible as the red glow of molten stone dripped from the face of the creature.

Much like the first, the head was almost the same size as the other creature in the pool. It glanced around, heard the large creature speak again, and returned beneath the lava. The first creature remained, observing the confrontation.

Montoya’s sharp eyes caught sight of someone entering the warehouse through the access panel above, though Montoya didn’t move his head or acknowledge the newcomer. He could identify who it was without turning to look, and that could give away the newcomer’s location to the creatures.

OOC: Ricardo, Rylee (and everyone else too!!)

 

[Jarval]

Inside Warehouse 37
Las Vegas, Nevada
0723:42 hours, June 3, 2003

Lucas lowered Lorelai down the shaft, taking his time. Partly this slow progress was due to the sweat on his hands making it hard to keep a firm grip on the rope, and partly an idea that the longer it took Lorelai to arrive in the Gate room, the more time Durant would have to negotiate uninterrupted. Besides anything else, the Professor was a lot less trouble dangling from a rope than in any other place Lucas could leave her...

 

[Calim]

Inside Warehouse 37
Las Vegas, Nevada
0723:42 hours, June 3, 2003

Jeremiah quietly climbs out of the shaft as quickly as possible. Quickly taking in the situation he moves over closer to the protection of the stairs but still keep were he could clearly see the one talking to Durant.

 

[Nuke261]

Inside Warehouse 37
Las Vegas, Nevada
0723:42 hours, June 3, 2003

Durant studied the creature before him. Definitely an Alpha-male. But when he looked into it's eyes, he saw nothing. Cold, dark, empty pools of black. That alone made Durant want to open fire. But these were different circumstances. This mission, although overly unique, was diplomatic in nature. And for once he had been sent to try and stop a war, not start one.

The creature on the other hand, simply looked down on Durant. Its eyes smoldered and it was impossible to read the creature’s expression. The seconds ticked life away as nothing seemed to happen in the room. It didn’t respond to Durant. It began to sway slightly from side to side, almost to a rhythm only it could hear.
Finally it spoke, though in its language, not English . . .
"Trrreeyyy hu-mann torresss sinarass terr diplarrasss . . ."

Listening to that foreign tongue was eerie. How the hell was he supposed to understand this bastard! Don't I have specialists for this kind of crap?

"You speak English, I need you to continue to do that. I don't even know what you are. You need to make your intentions known right now." Could it get any damn hotter in this place!

 

[Dark Nemesis]

Inside Warehouse 37
Las Vegas, Nevada
0723:42 hours, June 3, 2003

She took a deep breath, drawing her hand across her brow. This heat was definitely not like anything she was used to. She hoped that it would not constantly be this hot.

Widening her stance slightly, she once again took aim at the smaller creature, slightly surprised to see another one poking its head out of the lava. Mentally, she kept count of how many were in each lava pool, and what size they appeared to be. Out of the corner of her eyes, she glanced at Durant, conversing with the larger of the snake creatures. Or trying to. Was it speaking English just now?!