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

[kid A]

Private quarters, Secure Accommodations, Nellis Air Force Base
Las Vegas, Nevada
0830 hours, June 1, 2003

The woman was stubborn, of that there was no doubt - and if she wasn't going to say what was going on, Andreev wasn't certain anyone would ever know.

Head still swimming, Andreev began walking back towards the kitchen, with several objectives in mind: 1) to get his equipment, 2) to see if Leonard could obtain more ammo for his revolver, 3) to report his meeting with Doctor Nguyen to Durant, and finally 4) to locate Lt. Reed. It had been a busy morning, indeed, and he still had much he wished to accomplish yet today. Perhaps later, he would have time to take a brief nap, to recover some of his energy. All in all, a taxing couple of days...

As he entered the kitchen, he walked toward the table with the supply crates, all the while scanning the room for a sign of Lt. Reed. He approached the table, and turned, smiling at Campbell. "Leonard, my friend, how are you? It would seem that our team has found itself in the good hands of our new quartermaster! I am here to pick up my equipment, as well as to request additional ammunition for my revolver." He reached inside his jacket, pulling his empty revolver from his holster and emptying it. He handed the revolver and a single bullet to Campbell, in case he needed to see the gun itself. "It is a Ruger Servics Six model. I have a handful of bullets left, but I would like, if at all possible, to have it on hand during the mission. If you can do anything to obtain more bullets, I would be most appreciative. If not, however, I will understand, and I thank you for trying."

 

[Fanog]

Entry Hall, Secure Accommodations, Nellis Air Force Base
Las Vegas, Nevada
0830 hours, June 1, 2003

"I'm doing fine, they've given us some good equipment to work with. I'll check on your guns later, let me show you the rest first." Leonard starts rummaging through the boxes, finding the one with Andreev's clothing. "I'm pretty anxious to get going, I think", he adds. "We know so little about these To'kra, and yet we're supposed to convince them to help us. Seems pretty daunting. Oh, here you are."

Pulling the lid off one of the cartons, Leonard shows Andreev his gear. "All fit to size, and with your name already on 'em. What more could you want?" With a light flash of his eye brows, he hands Andreev the box. The rest of your personal stuff is also in there. Here's the gun you're 'supposed' to use. Sturdy, but nothing fancy. We've got some heavier, but I'll leave those for the Lieutenant-Commander to hand out." After handing Andreev the Beretta with ammo and closing the metal crate, Leonard picks up the revolver and ammo. "Hmm, I'm not too much of a gun nut, but it looks pretty non-standard to me. Well, that's what they get for recruiting all of us." He hands the gun back to Andreev and pockets the bullet. "I'll see what I can do. If they've got them here, I'll make sure to get some for you."

 

[Jarval]

Entry Hall, Secure Accommodations, Nellis Air Force Base
Las Vegas, Nevada
0830 hours, June 1, 2003

Lucas helps Leonard unpack and sort through the gear, happily investigating the content of the boxes. He looks up at Andreev's request for extra ammunition for his pistol.

"Yeah, I was wondering about what we're supposed to bring along. Do you think anyone would object to me taking my Winchester along? I know it's not exactly standard issue, but I'm a heck of a lot surer of my accuracy with it than a handgun." He returns his attention to rummaging around in the boxes of equipment.

 

[Dark Nemesis]

Entry Hall, Secure Accommodations, Nellis Air Force Base
Las Vegas, Nevada
0830 hours, June 1, 2003

Though she was very curious as to what they had gotten for supplies... particularly firearms, she hung back. She watched with mild inteest as Lucas and Campbell unpacked the crates, and did not truly approach until they got to the wepons. She whistled softly, upon seeing what it was they had been supplied with. "Very very nice. I think perhaps I might like working with the American Air Force."

She then paused, rememering what Durant said about practice. "Grayson and Durant were going to head over to the range right away, right? I think I might join them.... I haven't fired anything other than a shotgun in a long time."

 

[Fanog]

Entry Hall, Secure Accommodations, Nellis Air Force Base
Las Vegas, Nevada
0830 hours, June 1, 2003

"Hey, now. Don't get too excited yet", Leonard teasingly rebukes Rylee. "For now you'll have to do with the same as Andreev here." He hands Rylee one of the beretta's with the accompanying clips of ammo. "Here, try your hand at this one first. You'll have to convince Durant to let you have one of those." He nods at the metal crate with the submachine guns.
"Oh, and here is your other equipment", he says as he slides one of the gray cartons here way.

Rummaging through another box, Leonard finds the clothing meant to Lucas. "Hey Lucas, here's yours. I think it's all there. As for your weapons... I think no one would object to you taking the Winchester. Everyone here has their own personal favorites. However, that thing might be unwieldy at times, so I think you'd better get used to the handgun as well. Durant didn't get us two days of training for nothing, after all. I haven't fired too much either, lately. What do you say we head there together as soon as we finish sorting out all of this stuff?"

 

[Nuke261]

Back Porch, Secure Accommodations, Nellis Air Force Base
Las Vegas, Nevada
0845 hours, June 1, 2003

Durant was busy reading files and making notes when Jeremiah walked onto the porch. Durant set his materials down for a moment and stretched. "Mr. Grayson, how you holding up to all of this? Seems like things just won't calm down for us since we joined this group. This is all the material we have been provided on the Stargate and our mission with it, feel free to dig in. You need anything else, just say so, we'll see what we can do." His last comment reminded Durant of the gear inside. I wonder what they sent over for firearms. I'm sure Donovan will let me know what he thinks of our guns as soon as he sees them. Durant then cast a look down at the briefcase setting beside him. And who the hell am I supposed to let use these things. Instead of opening the case, Durant chose to thumb through the paperwork in his hands until he came across the specs and evaluation on the zat guns.

 

[Jarval]

Entry Hall, Secure Accommodations, Nellis Air Force Base
Las Vegas, Nevada
0830 hours, June 1, 2003

Lucas picks up his new handgun, pulling it out of its holster. He checks over the weapon, removing then reloading the empty clip. While his movements with the weapon seem competent, they're far from comfortable. He places the weapon back into the holster, laying it on top of his new clothing.

"Sure, going to the range sounds like a good idea. You'll be able to help me un-jam it after I put the bullets in backwards or something." He smiles, and continues to sort through the creates of equipment.

 

[Dark Nemesis]

Entry Hall, Secure Accommodations, Nellis Air Force Base
Las Vegas, Nevada
0830 hours, June 1, 2003

Her eyes followed where Leonard was indicating, and her eyes lit up at the sight of the submachine guns. "I definitely will like working wth the American Air Force," she said with a grin, as she accepted the Berretta. She tested its weight and checkedthe clip, before nodding in approval. "Excellent, let's be getting this gear sorted then."

SHe then looked to Lucas, aghast, "Why would you put the bullets in backwards?"

 

[kid A]

Entry Hall, Secure Accommodations, Nellis Air Force Base
Las Vegas, Nevada
0830 hours, June 1, 2003

"We've got some heavier, but I'll leave those for the Lieutenant-Commander to hand out." .... "I'll see what I can do. If they've got them here, I'll make sure to get some for you."

"Thank you, Leonard, I am sure you will do your best!" Andreev grabbed the crate containing his gear, and walked toward the back door of the kitchen, leading to the porch where Durant was sitting. He walked out onto the porch and sat down next to Durant, placing his gear on the ground beside the step.

"Craig, my friend, I have just finished a long and very detailed conversation with Doctor Nguyen about the Stargate..." He continued to report to Durant some of the major details he'd worked out with Lorelai, but kept it somewhat brief. He knew that Durant had much on his mind already, and more importantly, he had been recruited by Durant to handle this type of information. "I have, just now, recieved my gear from Mr. Campbell. I put in a request with our quartermaster for more ammo for my revolver. I am sure he will try to get what he can, but if you know where I could get any more bullets, please let me know. Also, Mr. Campbell is awaiting your orders to hand out the heavier firearms." He paused, looking at his friend. "Is there anything else you will be needing from me, before I go to brush up on my marksmanship?" His last statement was made as he picked up the Beretta from the crate next to him, holding it with a clearl ability to use it, but also indicating disappointment for not being able to use his revolver...

 

[Fanog]

Entry Hall, Secure Accommodations, Nellis Air Force Base
Las Vegas, Nevada
0830 hours, June 1, 2003

Leonard looks at Rylee and gives her a friendly smile, clueing her in on the fact that Lucas must have been joking. He rummages through the boxes, picking out the clothing and equipment meatn for him. "Lucas, I'm just going to store my own gear and handle the boxes for those who haven't made it here yet. We'll meet outside by Durant and see who is up for training right now." He looks at Rylee, remembering her interest in the P90's. "We can also ask him what he intends with those submachine guns. I'll see you there, okay?"

With that, Leonard picks up one of the cartons and takes it to his own room. He makes sure that the rest of the equipment is stored in a safe location before heading out to the porch. So, let's see if I can still hit something with this thing. As long as I won't have to use anything heavier, I think I'm fine.