Homeworld Trial Part 1

[markharris]

OOC - I think you posted with the wrong team, but we can work with what you wrote.

1547
Gratiot Ave
The Peppermint Lounge

Mark had moved to a spot where he could eavesdrop on the police. He didn't see anything unusual, except for what he had picked up and slipped into his pocket for later research.

Bomb! Down!

As Lt Connolly screamed the warning, the crowd panicked. People running in all directions. The explosion caught Mark at the wrong time, since he was trying to move people away. He was about 15 feet from the Hummer as it exploded, the force of the explosion sending him flying to sprawl on the ground about 5 feet from where he had been standing. He lay still for a minute, making sure there were no odd pains. As he stood up, he jeard Sean call out, SIU! You all ok?" He moved all his body parts, then called out Harris, OK.

He looked around to see if there were any injured. He noticed a policeman was down, a small pool of blood around him. He ran over and knelt down, seeing if he was still alive. You all right?, Where are you bleeding from? The policeman rolled over and Mark saw that the wound was in his shoulder. Lie still. You're going to be alright. He pulled his cell phone out and dialed 911. There operator came on right away, 9-1-1 state your emergency! My name is Mark Harris, there was an explosion in front of the Peppermint Lounge, one police officers is down, and there looks like a few more injuries. We need an ambulance right away! The operator was cool as a cucumber, Stay on the line please, will get an ambulance and police to you right away.

Mark held his cell, and reached into his jacket to make sure the Glock was still secure. He opened the restraining strap on the shoulder holster, and slipped the safety off, just in case.

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[Douglas Stark]

1548
Gratiot Ave
The Peppermint Lounge

"Jesus Christ!" Douglas shouted, down on the ground. "What the hell was that!" As a NASA scientist who had only just joined up in the Stargate Program, the only explosions he had ever witnessed were at a safe distance coming from the engines of a rocket.

His ears still ringing but able to hear, Douglas crawled up, aching all over.

This is NOT what I signed up for! He thought to himself.

"What just happened?" Douglas repeated. "Anybody need help?"

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[markharris]

1548
Gratiot Ave
The Peppermint Lounge

What just happened? Anybody need help?

I just called 911. Should have help here any minute. The sirens could be heard in the distance, and they were getting louder as they approached. While Mark waited, he was applying pressure to the policeman's wound, trying to stem the flow of blood. Mark looked around trying to see what the damage was. There were civilians laying on the ground, either wounded or dead,

As the emergency personel arrived on scene, Mark called out, Officer down here, get an EMT here quick.

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[Charlie Vasquez]

1548
Detroit Hospital
Morgue

Meanwhile on the other side of town, the second group of SUI personnel had arrived at the hospital and had made their way to the lower basement levels of the building, entering into the morgue. The body of the deceased Jaffa had been stored down here, and had gone directly onto the slab without an autopsy; as suspicious as it was, it was better than having for freshman intern or loud mouthed scalpel jockey seeing the unique anatomy the Jaffa possessed. The doors of the morgue slid open, and the investigators filed in.

They moved to the cabinet which housed their Jaffa, and just as Charlie put his hand on the handle his phone rang. Pausing for a moment, his hand dropped to his pocket and retrieved his phone which he promptly answered. "Vasquez," he said, waiting for the person at the other end to identify themselves. "Charlie, it's General Connolly," came the voice of Jax Connolly, the Marine General currently serving as the Director of Investigations at Homeworld, who oversaw the operations of the SUI. "We're intercepted a 9-1-1 from Sergeant Harris; there's been an explosion at the Peppermint Lounge. Although reports are still coming in, it looks like an attempt on their lives." In the back ground Charlie could hear the organized chaos of the DHS's operations room. "Copy that sir, we'll tread lightly," Charlie said, hanging up his phone and returning it to his pocket. Placing his hand again on the handle, Charlie pulled open the door of the cabinet, and slid out the slab.

The sight that met the team however was not the body of a decease Jaffa, but a shiny metal brief case.

Looking back on the event later, Charlie would note that upon seeing he brief case he didn't act, but rather react. Had the General not called in the bomb warning, Vasquez probably would have stopped and examined the case, but knowing what he did he slammed the slab back into it's cabinet and threw the door closed, a move which would to an extent contain the force of the explosion. "Bomb! Down!" he screamed as he turned and made a beeline for the door. Those around him did the same, and either dove for cover or ran for the lift, just as the bomb detonated.

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OOC: Hope I didn't screw up the story too much, just trying to take us to a two-part cliff hanger still time for a few reaction posts before we end the episode.

[Byron Travers]

1548
Detroit Hospital
Morgue

Byron had parked the car in the car park and climbed out he looked around the car park for a moment before turning towards the SUI team. Byron followed silently at the back taking everything in as the team reached the morgue where the decease Jaffa was located, Byron hated the morgue though he didn't say anything to the team he only continued to fall silent as they entered the room after everyone else did. Byron didn't even notice that Charlie had followed the team to the hospital and entered after Byron did. Byron watched as Charlie opened the cabinet door and slid out the slab. Byron had been expecting the decease Jaffa to be on the slab though what he did see was a metal briefcase which confused Byron very much. "Where's the Jaffa?" Byron asked the team just as Charlie yelled bomb. Turning around Byron dived towards the door opening it. Byron stayed behind to make sure every last person inside the room had left the room. Byron closed the door behind him and leaped for cover just as the bomb exploded. Coughing Byron watched as the smoke cleared he managed to find the energy to stand up; he coughed again and looked around to see what damage the bomb had caused. "Is everyone alright?" Byron asked. Byron looked down as he looked at the ripped sleeve on his shirt with blood on it; Byron didn’t even feel it when it happened something must have hit him when he dived for cover though not really worried about he would get it checked out latter he looked around the hallway to see if the rest of the team was alright.

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[Cara Coyle]

OOC: This is going to be a two-parter...so I'm putting a stop to this for now.....I would like everyone to report to the locker room, I want to see who's still here. That way we can see who is where and all that...things have gotten a little confusing...