Name: Sergeant Malcolm "Mal" Farris<br/>Age: 26<br/>Sex: Male<br/>Race: Tau'ri<br/>Occupation: United States Air Force, Linguistic Annalist<br/>History: Malcolm was raised in a family of physicist and marines. As such, both expected him to follow in their footsteps. Malcolm was given all the opportunities in the world to prove himself, being sent to the best schools until he was eighteen, when he enlisted in the United States Air Force. Mal, however, just wanted to see the world and other worlds. In other words, he wanted to be an astronaut. The Air Force paid for his studies in Ancient Languages, long enough to earn his PhD. But when he applied for NASA, they turned him down. Not understanding why, he began to ask around to his superiors. After many dead ends and requests for him to take time off, Mal requested himself to be put on active duty. Where he was stationed was Cheyenne Mountain, and therefor, Stargate Command.<br/><br/>After weeks of training and learning about the Stargate, Major Farris was placed into an SG team and aloud his first off world mission. He finally got to do his one goal, seeing another world. His knowledge of languages and technical abilities proved useful on numerous occasions, namely when trying to figure out why the gate wouldn't open when the team's captain tried. Currently, he is acting as a "babysitter" for one of the new civilian members of the SGC. While he doesn't like the new job, it is what he was ordered to do, and it is a nice change to work with someone that understands his techno-babel.<br/><br/>Looks: Major Farris stands at exactly five feet and nine inches and weighs 178lbs. His broad shoulders and squared jaw make him appear ruggedly handsome, though his square, frameless glasses make him appear as the nerd that he is. His short fire red hair and deep green eyes suggest at his Irish heritage, and his accent confirms it. When in the lab or outside of missions, he tends to wear a tee shirt and his black slacks and a sports coat to match. When on a mission however, he wears his fatigues and his carrier vest, as is SGC standard. On his wrist at all times is a stainless steel wristwatch that has his father's name and rank etched into it. On his neck is a Celtic cross, though he tends to keep it hidden while on a mission.<br/>(http://www.hellomagazine.com/profiles/damianlewis/damianlewisb.jpg)<br/><br/>Extra: Fluent in Gaelic, Latin, Hebrew, Berber, Italian, German, Ancient Greek, and he is learning Ancient. Has a fear of clowns and ghosts, which he doesn't talk about at all. He also keeps a small zippo lighter in his pocket, even though he doesn't smoke and hates to be around smokers.