<div class="floatleft">(http://por-img.cimcontent.net/api/assets/bin-201403/43ad45506d86bb4bce2a2f6c3501a6ed.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Geoffrey Barnes<br/><br/><strong>Callsign:</strong>Uriel<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Airfield<br/><br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Full Team<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Geoff looked about the group and he could not help be feel a surge of pride at those gathered.   He gave them perhaps earth shattering and dire news, that they were being asked to join a cause, a conflict, a conflict that the outcome was far from certain.   To take part in operations against an unknown and canny enemy, and enemy with a huge technological advantage, with weapons that rivaled what they had.   Despite all of that, they had stepped up.   None of them expected any reward, none of it did it for glory.   No, they did it for the simple fact that the world was in jeopardy and they were the ones that could save it.<br/><br/>Geoff gave the assembled group a stoic nod, a very British like gesture.    He reached down to the device and turned it off.   As he did,  the hologram tht had been floating in the air winked off.   Geoff gathered it up and spoke to the assembled team.<strong>"Very well, welcome each and one of you to X:COM.  Finish up you meal but do not take too long, wheels up here in twenty minutes.   No rest for the wicked.   We will head off to the main HQ and command post, get each of you acclimated to your new home away from home, and get down to the real work." </strong>