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]

Duct tape?

Be sure to ask Kawalsky about his initiation

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Possibly... depends how much of a mess it will leave once we remove it...

*grins slightly evilly* Oh, I shall do. Thanks for the tip

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

Use a hair dryer when you take the tape off, it keeps the paint from ripping.

Any time

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Wow. Another good tip. I guess we could do something like that then

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

After a few years you learn a few tricks.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*nods* Which is especially useful when you're planning a wild night ;)

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

Are there any other kind of nights?

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Well, there have been some when...

Ah, forget it.

No.

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

Oh no. No no no. You can't just start something like that and then leave it likr that!

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*smiles angelically*

I can, and I am.

*beams*

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

C'mon you've gotta finish, you're gonna kill me! meow

Trade ya stories? You first of course.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Is that all ya gotta trade?

*raises eyebrow*

Make it worth my while, and I might tell ;)

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

I've got stories about anyone and everyone involved in... Colorado, who do you want the goods on?

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Who's is the best? And what are they worth to them?

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

Well it all depends, it ranges from walking-into-the-door stupid to OHMYGODCLOSETHEDOORCLOSETHEDOOR! stupid. Ladies first of course.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*raises eyebrow, intrigued*

Oh, no. Age before beauty

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

*Smiles*

No, I insist, pearls before swine.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*looks around*

I want your word as a former AF officer that no one hears this...

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

I swear on a stack of comics.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Swear on your stack of porn, and it's a deal

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

*Gasps*

...Fine!

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*snickers*

Okay then.

*tells a tale that mun's tired brain cannot currently fathom, but probably involves nudity, water and maybe trees*

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

Wow. I didn't even know that was physically possible.

Okay, there was one time when Carter was younger right? Well anyway she used to go to band camp...*Mun's brain has bits and pieces attached, thing like Tuba and Xylaphone are mentioned*

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Oh yes. Not sure if Tom ever forgave me for it though *shrugs* Oh well. He was a loser anyway.

*blinks*

Wow. Never would have guessed that *shoots a discreet look over at Sam*

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

See, worth it huh?