Lets all go to the Lobby

Posted on Fri Mar 23rd, 2012 @ 3:03pm by Major Leroy Mangalia & 1st Lieutenant Noelle Ghassan & 1st Lieutenant Kara Melo & Staff Sergeant Allen Riley & Private 1st Class Trent Kushner

803 words; about a 4 minute read

Mission: The Race for the Lost Treasure
Location: Marine Briefing Room
Timeline: Current

ON:

Leo was sitting in the briefing area, looking over who wanted to join the search for Damon. Picking and choosing his team, he sent them a combat ready alert, stating they had best come to the briefing room as soon as humanly possible.

Kara was the first to arrive. She walked briskly into the room and saluted. "Good morning, sir."

Noelle walked in and looked at Leo "Good Morning Captain." She said as she took her seat on his left. She wanted to get the search underway.

Allen walked into the room and saluted his superiors before finding a seat next to Kara.

Trent waltzed in to the room with a frown on his face and his arms crossed over his chest. Upon seeing the officers he quickly saluted them before returning his arms to their previous 'unsatisfactory' position. "You are sending me on R&R? What gives?" He asked almost incredulously. He knew he would likely take a tongue lashing later from his Sergeants.

"Trent, if I were sending you on R and R you wouldn't be here, so sit down," Leo said shaking his head. "So either check the attitude or get ready for shore leave."

"Oh." Trent said with a tilt of his head. "It was just...I mean, I was under the impression...I'm just going to take a seat..." He quickly made his way over to the others and promptly clamped his mouth shut.

Noelle looked at Trent "Good idea." She said as she took a sip of her coffee.

"This is pretty much who I'm planning on take along with us for the search. If you know of anyone that you think would be of some help, then speak up." Leo looked around the table, wondering if he even needed anyone else. "Also, I'm ordering no phase weapons what so ever. If you can get a TR side arm, then do so. If not, find a powder fired."

"I've got a nice little weapon that might do the trick. Browning 1911 replica," Kara said.

"Browning? They came out with a 1911?" Leo asked a little amazed. "I prefer high powered with punch slugs personally, but I didn't know they had one of those...."

"It was designed by Browning for Colt," Kra explained. "Mine is based on the original design."

"I have a TR-110 stowed away just in case." Trent chimed.

He assumed the Captain didn't want them bringing phase weapons since the Nova class starship they would be travelling on had sensors to automatically alert the security staff of unauthorized firearms. The phasers would immediately be seized and put into lockers since it was starship policy that no off duty officer or marine was allowed to carry a weapon. A TR series weapon had no such signal that ship sensors could pick up on unless they were specifically calibrated to do so. The Cap wanted all his people to be carrying in secret, why is anybody's guess.

"I may need a few extra clips smuggled from the quartermaster though." ...It was also policy that Marines weren't supposed to have 'personal' firearms on the Caly either.

"What I don't know doesn't get you ham strung," Leo said in all reality. "I want them to know about the TR-114A, only because they're a pain to hide. Any other play toys you want to bring only you know about. Normal compliments of knives of course. But any other TR, or older weapons you can hide on your person and in your bag is your secret. Questions?"

"No questions," Kara said. "I know just what I need." It would be nice to be able to use some of her personal stash of supplies.

"Then your all dismissed. I want each of you to be ready within 8 hours." Leo looked at each person. "Load up and get ready to move out. Noelle, let the other Marines know that they'll be on R and R. The orders are already signed."

"Yes, sir," Kara saluted Mangalia and Ghassan and left to get her geat together.

Trent followed his Sergeant's lead and saluted before leaving the room, eager to get his stowed equipment out of hiding and prepped for the trip.

Allen was a little slower to leave the room. "Captain." He saluted. "I wonder if I might inquire, why the secrecy?"

"Let's just say I don't like to be caught with my pants down Sergeant. I also don't know how the Marines on the Braun take care of their weapons. Better safe than sorry son." Looking around he nodded. "Move out, let's just hope we don't have to use what we bring."

OFF:

Captain Leroy Mangalia
Marine CO

2nd Lieutenant Noelle Ghassan
Marine XO

Staff Sergeant Kara Melo
Platoon Sergeant

Staff Sergeant Allen Riley
Platoon Seregant

Private 1st Class Trent Kushner
Marine

 

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