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

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

You're calling him Danny now? Boy, I did miss out on a lot. I've got a class with Doc Jackson. Egyptian Archaeology. And now that you mention it...I'm trying to score points with him. I've done the box of tissues thing. What else does he like?

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

Coffee. Good coffee will grant you eternal worship and possibly free extra credit depending on the day.

[OOC: I had to stop myself from typing Porn and Chocolate]

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Coffee. Got it. I've heard some angsty shiny OMG fellas around here talking about 'Starbuck', but somehow I don't think they mean the coffee house.

I'll have to head into town some time and find a good place to get some ground coffee.

Or I'll order it online. I'm lovin' the advanced stuff you can do on the internet now.

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

Starbuck... I think that's Adama's girlfriend. Kinda hot in that vaguely andro way.

Let me tell you Kawalsky, you have no idea the stuff you can do now!

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Adama. I'm still trying to get the names right around here. He's the one with the biceps and the short hair and the 'gee gosh, I'm humble' look, right?

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

And that narrows it down for you? Adama. Lee. The one with the sekrit boyfriend.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

I haven't met a lot of folks yet.

Sekrit boyfriend? Don't ask, don't tell?

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

Right, I forgot you came in on second enrollment.

I think don't ask, don't tell would spontaenously combust under the power of the gay here. I think it's pretty much implied that everyone here is incredibly bi trying to screw everyone else.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Well, high school. What else is new?

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

I'm almost positive there are a few people here who aren't male or female.

[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

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

[OOC: Ooh damn that's a nice thought. Methos and porn with chocolate! Yummy]