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]

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!

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

There are other kinds of bribes?

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

So people try to tell me

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

Meh. People don't know what they're talking about.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Tell me about it. I soon broadened their horizons

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

Ooh broadening is fun too!

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*tries to look innocent* Ooooh, yes

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

Think it's possible to broaden any of the others in our little group?

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Well, I think most of them are pretty broad as it is, but it can't hurt to try

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

Damn it's not as much fun corrupting the uninnocent

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

I'm sure we can find you some innocents to corrupt

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

Yay! Wait. There are innocent people in this asylum?

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

I didn't say we'd find the innocents in this asylum...<'strike>

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

Anywhere in this town?

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Ummm.... pass.... I think we might have to hit further afield

Either that, or wait until the next lot of newbies enroll *g*

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

Damn, not even a full week and the newbies are already tainted...

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Considering this place, did you really think we'd last that long?!

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

Nah, I'm just pissed cause I didn't get to do any of the tainting...

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Awww... we'll have to try and get you in first next time

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

Damn my bad timing!

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Don't worry, I'm sure you're timings not always this bad

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

*Is completely incapacitated by the sheer number of responses to that*