<div class="floatleft">(http://s3.hubimg.com/u/1690738_f520.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Vladimir Gurkov  (Vlad)</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Maint. &amp; Eng Hanger Suit-up room</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Whoever else is going</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Equipment check</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>Vlad heard the announcement and sighed in relief.  It was finally time to head out and do what he came here to do.  He strolled off to the suit up room.  A definite spring in his step from the excitement that was building inside him.  He made his way through the facility passing others, who were not slated to leave.<br/><br/>He was the second to arrive.  He nodded silently at the soldier who was busy suiting up and he walked down a row of suits till he found the one marked with his name.  He took a seat and began the process of putting the suit on.  Following a procedure posted near by.  This is the point in the mission where mistakes would cause lives.  Trouble with his suit was NOT how he was going to die.