<strong>1st Lt. Ari Redfern</strong><br/><br/>Ari thought for a moment about Simmons' questions. Then started,<br/>Well, I hold a Doctorate in Cultural Anthropology, with some background in the ancient languages, ancient history and mythos."  She shrugged, "but, I missed flying and" she shot him a knowing grin, "oddly, the structure of the service, being an Air Force brat and all.  I joined AFROTC my Sophomore year, took basic after my," counting on her fingers, "forth year, and went to flight school, then advanced fighter training, and then training on the F-15, well you know how it goes."  She made the on and on motion.  "Anyway, entered as a 1st. Lt.  made Captain two years ago, but chose a rank loss to come here."<br/><br/>"I have done forty-eight missions, most successful, some not."  The last part said with a note of pain in her voice that she quickly tried to cover.  In sixteen of those missions, I was wing leader."  I know I look young, hell, I am young, but then, age isn't everything."  A shadow passed over her eyes as she said this.  "Sometimes age will fool ya."<br/><br/>"What about you?"