Sam Carter And The Very Big Guns

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Wednesday Afternoon, 5pm

Sam headed back to her room immediately after Advanced Negotiations finished, and quickly changed into a pair of long, loose pants - not unlike the military BDUs she was so used to wearing - and a tank top. Old habits died hard. A hoodie emblazoned with the words: "Kneel Before Your God!" (Daniel's idea of a joke) was tossed on the bed before she hauled out her lockbox out of the wardrobe.

In the bedside drawer, amidst assorted candy stashes lay a .22 calibre pistol. Sam checked the safety and the clip, then placed it on the bed. The muzzle of the gun pointed towards the door - a habit she picked up from her father, who taught her how to use a gun in the first place. Old habits died really hard.

A small velvet oblong was flipped open to reveal her lockpicks, and she knelt down to use them on the lockbox. The keys were long since gone, but her lockpicking skills were always good to open the catch.

Inside were a variety of handguns, including a old military-issue 45 and a Glock 9mm. She took those out now, checked the safety and took out the clips, then took an extra clip and a couple of boxes of rounds for each gun. Guns, clips, and boxes went into her satchel, and she hauled on the hoodie and tucked the pistol in the pocket.

She closed the box, shoved it back in the wardrobe, put away the lockpicks, and left messages with the crew.

Then she went off down to the firing range for a bit of marksmanship practise with Aeryn.

OOC: I know I'm a bit early on the timing front, but since it's 01:30 Thursday here in the Wonderful Land of Oz, I'm a goin' to sleep now, Miss Daisy! Your character can come along and watch, shoot, or catcall - just be warned: Sam played nice at in SG-1 because she was in a command structure. She's not in a command structure anymore. and she's fully loaded

Comments

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

Here? Who knows? Maybe he pissed off Parker.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

She does seem to have a...short fuse.

*contemplates telling him about the action planned against Crichton*

*decides not*

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

Yeah she's a spitfire ain't she?

You have any plans this weekens? Kawalsky thinks we should have a slumber party. (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhigh/76526.html?thread=2744302#t2744302)

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

*thinks about the weekend 'activities'*

Sure. Let me know when and where.

'Slumber party', sir?

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

Sometime Friday good for you? Knowing us it'll keep going for a while.

Yeah you know, a slumber party. Those things you do when you're young and stupid, usually involving alcohol and games like Truth or Dare and I Never.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Friday night is fine. I'll probably need it after Advanced Negotiations.

I know what a slumber party is! I'm just...surprised to hear you use the term. And I have bad memories of 'Truth or Dare' and stri-- Let's just say they're embarassing, okay?

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

Yeah I knopw what you mean, the class is a complete bitch.

Why Carter, has our innocent little girl played stripping games? Where has the time gone?

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Shut up. Sir.

I'll bet you have some embarrassing memories that you'd rather not have brought out for others to laugh at!

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

On the contrary, I have no shame. Everything I have done I am proud of. Kinda.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Hey! It was your idea. Or Liz's. Or someone's. And I didn't call it a slumber party. I may be a teenager, but I've gotta keep a hold on some of my coolness.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Somehow I didn't see the term 'slumber party' as yours, Charlie!

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

Oh you know you wanna play spin-the-bottle with Weir.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

I do not.

Because Shep would maim me and his hair is so much prettier than mine

Because I'd rather play with Janet

I don't. *tries to look all noble and dignified and such again*

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

Oh that's right, you had that thing for Doc didn't you?

Yes his hair is much mre Teh Purrty

Kissy kissy!

Noble fits you aout as well as smart fits me.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

*listens quietly while refilling her clip*

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

This is fun. Carter I got to thank you for this, this is fun.

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Better than running away from killer trees?

See, it's not always my fault!

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

Much better.

And yes, sometimes it's not your fault.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Janet and I met. Briefly. I was kinda in a hospital gown at the time. We talked. It was good.

And then I got brain surgery and it didn't work and even though it doesn't make much sense since the symbiote was fully removed, I went crazy and my brain went splat on the ramp

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

You wanted to bear her little genetic fetuses (Fetesi?) you perv!

Personally I think the symbiote pissed in your brain and poisened you

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Old age has eaten your brain, Jack.

*slaps Jack on back* So *changes subject* let's talk about your love life. What about... *jerks head towards Sam*

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

And zombies. Can't forget the zombies.

No. SO *loudly* you still have that syphillis or did the dying thing clean that up?

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

About even.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

_{[ooc: Parker's mun salutes you for that]}

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

[OOC: *Saultes right back at ya*]