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

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Ya sure ya betcha snookums!

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

Hot pink all-leather interior with whle-skin hubcaps and baby-seal headlights!

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Back up and rethink there mister

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

dolphin-skin?

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Even further back

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

What, you don't like leather? How about polyesther?

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Leather I like. Look in my closet and you will see. Polyester is a no-no. A big no-no

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

Tell the truth. It was the pink wasn't it?

[OOC: Accidently typed "<flannel" first]

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Well... yes... the pink was also on my list of things to go...

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

Damn. Can I at least pick out the stereo?

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Perhaps

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

I promise it'll be toally bitchin

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

And not pink?

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

Not even a little

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Oh good. Pink has no place in cars. Unless you're Lady Penelope

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

How about about that rusty brownish color blood turns when it's dry? Would that go with the... color thing?

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

That would be fine

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

Got permission for Hitman by the way. And supplies and booby traps. Just gotta tell the others and get it all up and running.

I think we should wait till at least Wednesday to start though, I think The Principle will kill us for real if she can't play too.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Excellent.

And that's probably a very, very good plan!

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

This is gonna be fun.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Oh totally.

*thinks that rigging who kills who could be even more entertaining than just the killing alone*

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

We must...fix the game you realize this right?

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Omg yes. And totally use this for amusement. Bwahahahaha!!

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

Omg this is going to be way too much fun!

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Omg! yes! And we can take bribes of cash and alcohol and sex!