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[D20 Modern] Stargate SG-1 - Part II - It's getting warmer
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kid A
First Post
Kitchen, Secure Accommodations, Nellis Air Force Base
Las Vegas, Nevada
0600 hours, June 3, 2003
After finishing a heaping plate of breakfast, Andreev thanked Lt. Stewart, and walked back to his quarters for his gear. Giving everything one more quick check, he carried his gear to where the jeep was waiting outside the kitchen area. He then awaited futher instructions from Durant.
Las Vegas, Nevada
0600 hours, June 3, 2003
After finishing a heaping plate of breakfast, Andreev thanked Lt. Stewart, and walked back to his quarters for his gear. Giving everything one more quick check, he carried his gear to where the jeep was waiting outside the kitchen area. He then awaited futher instructions from Durant.
Dark Nemesis
First Post
Secure Accommodations, Nellis Air Force Base
Las Vegas, Nevada
0600 hours, June 3, 2003
She quickly drank the last of her coffee, before returning to her quarters. She hefted her bag, looked around the room to make sure she was not forgetting anything, then made her way outside to the Jeep. Still, she kept a sharp eye out for a certain cat...
Las Vegas, Nevada
0600 hours, June 3, 2003
She quickly drank the last of her coffee, before returning to her quarters. She hefted her bag, looked around the room to make sure she was not forgetting anything, then made her way outside to the Jeep. Still, she kept a sharp eye out for a certain cat...
Keia
I aim to misbehave
Secure Accommodations, Nellis Air Force Base
Las Vegas, Nevada
0625 hours, June 3, 2003
The early morning air was somewhat brisk and would be a stark contrast to what the afternoon would provide. The pre-dawn glow on the eastern horizon signaled the start of a new day for most of the country. Of course, as this was a military base, there was activity aplenty already afoot. Those who went on morning runs around the inside yard of the accommodations (no one was authorized to leave the yard without excessive bribes), had already seen a unit head out into the desert, heavily laden with their packs and gear.
As the team members filed out of their accommodations, two military grade jeeps were waiting outside their door, engines still running. Standing at ease next to the lead jeep was an officer that Durant and Ilianov recognized from their 0800 meeting two days prior – Major General Easton. Dressed in fatigues, boots and ball cap, a light sheen of sweat indicated that he had already completed morning drills somewhat earlier - and, but for being somewhat older, appeared as any other base personnel. There were no drivers for the vehicles anywhere to be seen . . .
“Excuse me,” the Major General said, “I know you’re heading out but I needed to give you these codes and directions personally. These are ‘Eyes Only’ and to be destroyed once you’ve memorized them. The codes will grant you access into the warehouse and unlock the computer system and generator within. Plus I wanted to get a look at the rest of your team.” The man paused for several moments and looked into the eyes of the team and they formed up outside the accommodations. He continued, “Any mission debriefing will hopefully take place at the SGC with General Hammond once things are back to normal. Good luck ladies and gentlemen, and good hunting.”
The man nodded once more to Lt. Commander Durant, the turned curtly and hustled off of the yard of the accommodations.
All that was left was to stow the gear and head out into the desert. As the others started moving, Lt. Stewart stowed his gear into the first jeep and smoothly slid into the driver’s seat. Lt. Donovan stowed his gear (including what appeared to be a military grade golf bag) into the second jeep and slid into the driver's seat only a moment before Lt. Chris Reed got to the door.
OOC: All
Las Vegas, Nevada
0625 hours, June 3, 2003
The early morning air was somewhat brisk and would be a stark contrast to what the afternoon would provide. The pre-dawn glow on the eastern horizon signaled the start of a new day for most of the country. Of course, as this was a military base, there was activity aplenty already afoot. Those who went on morning runs around the inside yard of the accommodations (no one was authorized to leave the yard without excessive bribes), had already seen a unit head out into the desert, heavily laden with their packs and gear.
As the team members filed out of their accommodations, two military grade jeeps were waiting outside their door, engines still running. Standing at ease next to the lead jeep was an officer that Durant and Ilianov recognized from their 0800 meeting two days prior – Major General Easton. Dressed in fatigues, boots and ball cap, a light sheen of sweat indicated that he had already completed morning drills somewhat earlier - and, but for being somewhat older, appeared as any other base personnel. There were no drivers for the vehicles anywhere to be seen . . .
“Excuse me,” the Major General said, “I know you’re heading out but I needed to give you these codes and directions personally. These are ‘Eyes Only’ and to be destroyed once you’ve memorized them. The codes will grant you access into the warehouse and unlock the computer system and generator within. Plus I wanted to get a look at the rest of your team.” The man paused for several moments and looked into the eyes of the team and they formed up outside the accommodations. He continued, “Any mission debriefing will hopefully take place at the SGC with General Hammond once things are back to normal. Good luck ladies and gentlemen, and good hunting.”
The man nodded once more to Lt. Commander Durant, the turned curtly and hustled off of the yard of the accommodations.
All that was left was to stow the gear and head out into the desert. As the others started moving, Lt. Stewart stowed his gear into the first jeep and smoothly slid into the driver’s seat. Lt. Donovan stowed his gear (including what appeared to be a military grade golf bag) into the second jeep and slid into the driver's seat only a moment before Lt. Chris Reed got to the door.
OOC: All
Nuke261
Rogue Warrior
Secure Accommodations, Nellis Air Force Base
Las Vegas, Nevada
0625 hours, June 3, 2003
Durant had put on the rest of his uniform and carried his gear outside when he came face to face with Major General Easton. Easton had to transport jeeps sitting in the yard for the group. Durant greeted him using his first name, "Good morning Major General." He also took the codes and directions that the Major General had provided for the team.
After Major General Easton left, Durant instructed the others to load their gear and get in. Durant climbed into the front passenger seat of the lead jeep and opened the documents he had been handed.
Las Vegas, Nevada
0625 hours, June 3, 2003
Durant had put on the rest of his uniform and carried his gear outside when he came face to face with Major General Easton. Easton had to transport jeeps sitting in the yard for the group. Durant greeted him using his first name, "Good morning Major General." He also took the codes and directions that the Major General had provided for the team.
After Major General Easton left, Durant instructed the others to load their gear and get in. Durant climbed into the front passenger seat of the lead jeep and opened the documents he had been handed.
kid A
First Post
Secure Accommodations, Nellis Air Force Base
Las Vegas, Nevada
0625 hours, June 3, 2003
Andreev loaded his gear onto the first jeep, and climbed in, grabbing a seat close to Durant. "Commander, will you be wanting me to memorize those codes as well, or is it for your eyes only?"
He looked around as he waited for an answer, watching as the rest of the team prepared to head to the hangar.
He was so close! He closed his eyes and remembered his trips to space, wondering what this mission would bring for him...
Las Vegas, Nevada
0625 hours, June 3, 2003
Andreev loaded his gear onto the first jeep, and climbed in, grabbing a seat close to Durant. "Commander, will you be wanting me to memorize those codes as well, or is it for your eyes only?"
He looked around as he waited for an answer, watching as the rest of the team prepared to head to the hangar.
He was so close! He closed his eyes and remembered his trips to space, wondering what this mission would bring for him...
Nuke261
Rogue Warrior
Secure Accommodations, Nellis Air Force Base
Las Vegas, Nevada
0625 hours, June 3, 2003
Durant read over the provided codes and the directions to the warehouse. Looks like this should be no problem.
He heard Andreev get into the jeep behind him. "No, you'll have a chance to commit this all to memory too!" Durant gave him a a big smile as he glanced over his shoulder to check on the progress of the others.
Las Vegas, Nevada
0625 hours, June 3, 2003
Durant read over the provided codes and the directions to the warehouse. Looks like this should be no problem.
He heard Andreev get into the jeep behind him. "No, you'll have a chance to commit this all to memory too!" Durant gave him a a big smile as he glanced over his shoulder to check on the progress of the others.
MadThinker
First Post
Sitting in the front of the second jeep, Donovan watched as the rest of the team members gathered into the two vehicles. He looked over at Lt. Reed as she climbed in beside him. He smiled, briefly, and said little. He simply waited for the sign to leave.
