<div class="floatleft">(http://shechive.files.wordpress.com/2011/11/a-hot-glasses-4.jpg?w=500&amp;h=375)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Andrew Clark<br/><strong>Occupation:</strong>Technician<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Dorm Rooms/Control Room<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Audrey<br/><hr/><br/>Andrew conceded that meeting with the captain was probably a good idea.<strong>"Yes, I suppose it would be smart to hear about our mission."</strong>He casually threw his backpack over his shoulder and walked with Audrey to the Command room.  Andrew couldn't help but notice her tablet in her hands.<strong>"You know, Audrey, I've helped design plenty of patents, but I still never leave home without my greatest one.  It records every single thought I have and allows me to sift through them at a later time.  It's a remarkable piece of technology and it all fits..."</strong>He patted his coat pocket,<strong>"Right here in my pocket."</strong>He let the look of wonderment play across her face for a few moments before pulling out a pencil and a notepad while a gigantic smile played across his face.<br/><br/>They reached the command room and it seemed as though they weren't the last ones there, luckily.  It gave Andrew enough time to stargaze for a while.  He saw Audrey place her hand on the glass and his face mirrored hers as, even after over a decade studying space, he was still humbled by it's majesty.  He heard someone say something about ants, but he was already gone.  Gazing dreamily out the window while his head ran a dozen different calculations.