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

Kitchen, Secure Accommodations, Nellis Air Force Base
Las Vegas, Nevada
0600 hours, June 3, 2003


Lucas follows Durant into kitchen. Even given the exertions of the day before, he's one of nature's early risers, and has been outside for half an hour. He takes a glass of orange juice, and quickly skims over Lorelai's note.

"Odd." He states, rereading the note. "I wouldn't have expected her to leave Krizzel behind." He frowns, once again reading the note.

"Do you think this is something we should be worried about? Her just vanishing like this doesn't make a whole load of sense to me. Has anyone fed Krizzel yet?"
 

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Kitchen, Secure Accommodations, Nellis Air Force Base
Las Vegas, Nevada
0600 hours, June 3, 2003


Rylee had been enjoying a very peaceful sleep, until she was awakened by Krizzel's mewling. Unable to return to her slumber, she rose from bed, showered and dressed, all the while maintaining a horrible mood that would only retreat with a cup of coffee and maybe a shot of whiskey. Even from her quarters she could smell breakfast cooking, and her stomache promptly reminded her just how little she had eaten the previous day.

Opening the door to her room, she emerged, only to very nearly trip over Krizzel. Losing her balance, she cracked her head solidly on the wall, before falling into a heap. Amid the brightly colored stars that swam in front of her eyes, she could see Krizzel still lazing in his spot right in front of the door, having not moved an inch when she had nearly fallen on him. "Go gcreime na míolta crúbacha do bhall fearga," she snarled at the cat, but when cursing did not alleviate either her headache or her bad mood, she regained her feet, returned to her room to grab her hunting knife. Krizzel, being a very smart cat, darted into the kitchen, and Rylee stalked after him.
 

Kitchen, Secure Accommodations, Nellis Air Force Base
Las Vegas, Nevada
0600 hours, June 3, 2003


Leonard enters the kitchen only just in time, looking sharply dressed in his new fatigues. Despite the clean appearance though, he looks a bits rushed. He had already packed his gear yesterday evening, so that he could sleep a little longer today. Waking only just in time, he had forced himself through his morning routine at high speed. "Morning everyone..."

Leonard grabs a cup of coffee while thanking Stewart for making it, and walks up to the kitchen window and taking a look outside. Still dark, how're you to wake properly without sunlight? Ugh... He turns back to the rest of the team, and seats himself at the table. Only then does he realize that something isn't quite as it's supposed to be. Are they just anxious to get going, or is it something else? Forcing himself to think properly despite the early hour, he tries to get someone to adress whatever might be up. "so, everyone had a good night's sleep after yesterday's training?"
 

Kitchen, Secure Accommodations, Nellis Air Force Base
Las Vegas, Nevada
0600 hours, June 3, 2003

Jarval said:
"Do you think this is something we should be worried about? Her just vanishing like this doesn't make a whole load of sense to me. Has anyone fed Krizzel yet?"

Durant did not hardly look up from his breakfast as he answered Lucas. "I already spoke to base security and they have no reports of her leaving. There are a few ways to sneak on and off the base, but I don't think the Professor is capable of any of them. More than likely, her and Terell are getting jiggy with it somewhere secluded, like a couple of high school horn dogs on prom night. We'll know if them turn up."

Out of nowhere Krizzel appeared on Durant's shoulder. Durant flinched at the sudden appearance and then simply began to feed the cat some toast.
 
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Kitchen, Secure Accommodations, Nellis Air Force Base
Las Vegas, Nevada
0600 hours, June 3, 2003


Montoya breezed into the kitchen, dressed much like Durant, BDU pants, combat boots, and a tank top rather than a t-shirt. "Mornin', team," he called out as he stepped through the door, his breathing even, and just a slight sheen of sweat beading on his skin after his morning run. He sniffed the air and turned toward the stove and the cook, "MMM-mmm, that sure smells good, Ell Tee!" He grabbed a plate, filled it up, and sat down. After a brief lowering of his head for grace, he dug in, polishing off the contents in short order. Just as quickly, he refilled his plate and set at it again. Looking around, he noticed the cat as it leapt onto Durant's shoulder, and the lack of the cat's owner anywhere in sight. "Where's la niña profesor?"

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Kitchen, Secure Accommodations, Nellis Air Force Base
Las Vegas, Nevada
0600 hours, June 3, 2003


Montoya said:
He sniffed the air and turned toward the stove and the cook, "MMM-mmm, that sure smells good, Ell Tee!" He grabbed a plate, filled it up, and sat down. After a brief lowering of his head for grace, he dug in, polishing off the contents in short order. Just as quickly, he refilled his plate and set at it again. Looking around, he noticed the cat as it leapt onto Durant's shoulder, and the lack of the cat's owner anywhere in sight. "Where's la niña profesor?"

Stewart laughed and thanked Montoya for the compliment on the meal, but looked to Commander Durant as to the whereabouts of Prof Nguyen. As the awkward moment passed, a vehicle was clearly heard pulling up to the accomodations - their ride to the warehouse had arrived.
 

Kitchen, Secure Accommodations, Nellis Air Force Base
Las Vegas, Nevada
0600 hours, June 3, 2003


She stormed into the kitchen, dressed and ready to go, though there was a nasty looking bruise forming on her forehead, and her hunting knife was drawn. Icy blue eyes scanned the room, before coming to rest upon Krizzel, who was perched upon Durant's shoulder. She paused, and one could almost hear her weighing the options of going after the cat, or leaving it alone for now. Finally, coming to a decision, she slammed the knife back in its sheathe. "Mangy diabhal," she mumbled, before going to pour herself some coffee.

She was starting to feel a little bit more human when the sound of a car outside could be heard. "Hmm. Looks like it is about time to go."
 

Kitchen, Secure Accommodations, Nellis Air Force Base
Las Vegas, Nevada
0600 hours, June 3, 2003

Vardeman said:
Looking around, he noticed the cat as it leapt onto Durant's shoulder, and the lack of the cat's owner anywhere in sight. "Where's la niña profesor?"V

Craig Durant let out a loud sigh and rolled his eyes at the question from Montoya. "We don't know where she is. Once we got here she started acting pretty odd. Then she locked herself in her room. Then she disapeared with her boyfriend and left us that note over there. We sure could use her but as much as I would hate to see her dead, there is not much more we can do at this point. Base security has been advised, they can try and baby sit her now...if they can find her." Durant was having a hard time not feeling responsible for Dr. Nugyen's absence. He kept trying to tell himself there was little else he could have done short of handcuffing her to one of the team. But he knew if anything happened to her it was going to hit them all hard.

Clearing his mind of the issue, he stood up and took his dishes over to the sink. "Alright folks, it's time for the main event. Everyone grab your gear and meet outside within 10 minutes."
 

Kitchen, Secure Accommodations, Nellis Air Force Base
Las Vegas, Nevada
0600 hours, June 3, 2003


Leonard looks quite surprised to find out that Lorelai is missing. He tries not to show any of his thoughts, but he somehow wishes he had tried to talk to her earlier. It felt quite similar to learning that other were supposed to have joined the team, only even more so...

Leonard is happy to get his thoughts diverted from the subject by Durant's orders. He puts his dishes away and scurries over to his room, picking up his pre-packed equipment.
 

Kitchen, Secure Accommodations, Nellis Air Force Base
Las Vegas, Nevada
0600 hours, June 3, 2003


Clearing his plate of food, Lucas quickly gathers together his gear, and joins Durant outside. He fidgets nervously, impatient to see the wonder of the Stargate.
 

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