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

[Fanog]

Inside Warehouse 37 - All
Las Vegas, Nevada
0712 hours, June 3, 2000

Leonard spinned round at hearing Lorelai scream, thinking the creatures had come up to attack. When it became obvious that she was safe, his thoughts started racing, leaving him unable to act. Did she do that on purpose? Is she luring them to us, drawing attention? Or she's just scared, young and facing those creatures for the first time. "Alien snake like creatures". Doesn't sound to friendly...

Leonard is glad to see that Lucas has gone over to the shaft, and is trying to get the young professor away from it. twelve feet. Wow, that's pretty big. What have we gotten ourselves into?

 

[Keia]

Inside Warehouse 37 - All
Las Vegas, Nevada
0723:18 hours, June 3, 2003

Silence . . . but for the crackling flames surrounding the creature in the shaft . . . silence followed Lorelai’s scream. Donovan could see the creature tilt its reptilian head to the side as if listening for further reaction or response. As the discussions ensued up the shaft, the large creature began muttering under its breath – though clearly audible, the words made even less sense than the first phrases. The air seemed almost charged by the words however unlikely that seemed.

Lorelai looked back down the shaft as she pointed the creature out to Lucas, and the creature bellowed again . . .

“Trrrreeyyy sssscurisss loorisss, scarrr vorissss”

Looking down at the creature, Lorelai and Lucas got the impression that the creature was licking it’s chops, with all of it’s associated meanings.

Jeremiah continued his frantic decoding, knowing he was going to need a serious mental break working at the pace. He only hoped it would be a voluntary mental break. Combining words, phrases, and translations of ancient hieroglyphical texts in new and never thought of ways raced through his mind. He thought that perhaps ‘Scarrr’ was a name or perhaps a term of reference (pronoun, formal name, etc.) and that ‘sssolir’ was a reference to a time period or even to time itself.

While all of this was going on, Campbell’s flashlight unconsciously rested on spot on the floor where Lt. Reed had been chipping at the blackened material on the wall above. The chips on the ground were blackened, but were orange on the interior - a bright orange. He had spent many a day in a basement or other stuffy area . . . even one’s that were properly ventilated were bad. But the thing he remembered was the insulation . . . in one place there was foam insulation – heavy fire retardant foam insulation. It was typically blow into an area spattering the walls, foaming slightly, then hardened up and was reputedly very fire resistant – and it was this same color of orange. The stuff on the walls, ceilings and floors reminded him of this foam – almost as though the whole area was foamed. Of course it had been burned several times which blackened it, but the inside was still orange.

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[Keia]

Inside Warehouse 37 - All
Las Vegas, Nevada
0723:18 hours, June 3, 2003

"Lady and gentlemen, let us see what we can do about this. Lt. Donovan, have any of these creatures began scaling the elevator shaft?"

Donovan, on hearing the question, looked down on the creature, examining its structure. He came to the conclusion at almost the same time as Lorelai (who was also still looking), that the creature didn't have the upper body strength to scale the shaft. Much of its bulk was in its tail, which although it appeared quite strong, it didn't seem likely that the creature could scale the shaft.

 

[Keia]

Inside Warehouse 37 - All
Las Vegas, Nevada
0723:18 hours, June 3, 2003

Durant rose from his crouched position and slowly, though deliberately walked toward the elevator shaft and the creatures. He had gotten almost twenty feet before the smaller of the two creatures hissed alarmingly and slithered a bit in his direction. The smaller creature’s arms were still at its sides and its only apparent weapons were the javelins strapped to the creature’s back in a quiver of sorts. None were currently in hand. The larger creature had just barked something else out when Durant made his move, and not surprisingly, the larger creature’s head was not visible from outside the elevator shaft. At this distance (sixty feet), Durant was confident that he could snap off a shot before the creature could draw and throw one of those javelins at him.

Montoya was covering Durant on his approach, though there was a point in which Durant himself would block a clear shot for Montoya against the creature at the shaft. It hadn’t happened yet, but it was certain to happen in the next several seconds.

The pools remained calm, or as calm as pools of lava with creatures possibly in them could remain. Fallon continued to watch the pools, though the Stargate was in view and looked impressive as well.

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[MadThinker]

Inside Warehouse 37 - All
Las Vegas, Nevada
0723:18 hours, June 3, 2003

Donovan, on hearing the question, looked down on the creature, examining its structure. He came to the conclusion at almost the same time as Lorelai (who was also still looking), that the creature didn't have the upper body strength to scale the shaft. Much of its bulk was in its tail, which although it appeared quite strong, it didn't seem likely that the creature could scale the shaft.

Donovan turned to Ilianov. "No, chief, ain't none of 'em climbing up, and I'm really not sure they can." He positioned himself at the edge of the elevator shaft and trained his rifle sight on the creature. "I got my eyes on 'em, chief."

 

[Nuke261]

Inside Warehouse 37 - All
Las Vegas, Nevada
0723:18 hours, June 3, 2003

I wish I knew what I was doing.

Durant stood his ground. "Listen. If you can speak to me, you need to let me know right now. You need to make your intentions very clear. Me and my people are here to secure this Stargate, and I will not fail."
Durant tried not to pay any attention to the sweat rolling down into his face. It really was hot as hell down here, but he could not afford any kind of distraction at the moment. He just needed to be sure these creatures were not some kind of ally helping to protect the gate. If he had to pick a side for the giant-lava-mean-looking-snake-creatures, he really wanted them on his side. But if the damn thing in front of him made any move to attack, Durant had all intentions of emptying his FN P90 into its hide.

Stinger missiles... law rockets... machine guns... claymore mines... grenades... these are the things I could really use right now. And what do I have? A half-armed, untrained field trip of civilians. I am getting too old for this $h@#!

 

[KitanaVorr]

Inside Warehouse 37 - All
Las Vegas, Nevada
0723:18 hours, June 3, 2003

Lorelai continued to observe the creature, their surroundings, and what she could see of the room from her vantage point. Although her fear kept her there for the moment, she desparately wanted to be down there to observe this alien creature closer.

Imagine it! An alien!

Such technology would change the face of the human civilization itself! Cultures, belief systems, everything on Earth would change with the knowledge of alien creatures and their ways.

It appeared to have some affinity for heat. Lorelai wondered if it was painful to be out of the lava and moving in temperatures that what to it must be freezing. But then what did she know of alien biology?

The scientist continued to observe, filing away as much knowledge as she could to remember. Lorelai went back to her backpack to get her recording devices, bringing them back to the edge of the shaft again. She was not going to let this moment go by without recording it for posterity's sake!

 

[Calim]

Inside Warehouse 37 - All
Las Vegas, Nevada
0723:18 hours, June 3, 2003

Jeremiah intently still listening has a sudden realization, and starts going through his pack to find his video recorder.
He pulls it out and starts it recording so he can keep the context and inflections correct as he tries to translate the langauge.

 

[kid A]

Inside Warehouse 37 - All
Las Vegas, Nevada
0723:18 hours, June 3, 2003

Donovan turned to Ilianov. "No, chief, ain't none of 'em climbing up, and I'm really not sure they can." He positioned himself at the edge of the elevator shaft and trained his rifle sight on the creature. "I got my eyes on 'em, chief."

Chief?

"Thank you, Lieutenant. Very good. Please keep a sharp eye on those creatures." He turned the volume up on his radio in an attempt to get a better idea of what was happening down below. It struck Andreev as extremely odd that Durant was trying to communicate with the beings. Although it was true that this team was half military and half civilian, usually it was Durant's m.o. to shoot first and ask questions later, if at all. Perhaps it was simply concern for the safety of the civilians. But, if he had to bet, Andreev would put his money on the guess that Durant may be having doubts about the combat readiness of his team.

Andreev suddenly found himself wishing he was down in the warehouse with Durant. He was very concerned about the safety of his teammates, but his old friend was up against these unknown beings, without any guess as to whether or not they were hostile. And to make matters worse, he had only two people on backup, only one of whom was military. Not that he doubted Miss Fallon's skills, but would she handle herself well in combat? He didn't know, but it still made him worry.

He found himself lost in his thoughts for a moment, and was brought out of it by Jeremiah and Lorelai retrieving recording equipment from their duffles. He gave himself a mental kick, wondering why he hadn't thought of it. Then, he was reminded that they were a team, and it was good that someone had even thought of it in the first place. And besides, it was better for him to keep his mind on the task at hand: keeping these people safe.

"Excellent idea!" he called out to Lorelai and Jeremiah. "Please record as much information as you can, both of you! It may become useful sometime in the near future." He walked over to the edge of the elevator shaft and peered over the edge, to get a look at what exactly they were dealing with.

 

[Keia]

Inside Warehouse 37 - All
Las Vegas, Nevada
0723:24 hours, June 3, 2003

As those upstairs moved to retrieve various recording devices, Andreev moved to the edge of the shaft and looked down. The heat, ever an issue down here, was even more intense looking into the shaft. Melted stone and a general smell of burning pervaded the air – though without the common charcoal smell that usually associated with it. On a good note, there was no smell of burning flesh – a definitely unique smell.

The creature within the shaft was as the others had described it: very large, burning, orange scaled reptilian humanoid that ended in a tail, not legs. Antlers grew from its head and it wore a quiver of sorts with javelins within. Its large eyes looked up the shaft at those looking down, with interest.

The creature’s head quickly snapped toward the elevator entrance at its level. With cobra quickness even for one so large, the creature darted out of the shaft and into the warehouse beyond.

For those looking down the shaft, there was a noticeable decrease in temperature, nothing remotely comfortable, but just the knowledge that the creature radiated a lot of heat.

OOC: All upstairs