<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/90/Squadron_Leader._Jack_Monroe.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Sqn Ldr Jack Monroe</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Doorway to the science building</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Alone</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Messaging Alon.</td></tr></tbody></table><hr/><br/>Jack too was ticking off the items as they we're set up in their places. All the crates had been stowed, he knew that, but equipment was missing. That ment someone back home had stolen the pieces and sold them, or someone was royally incompetant. He opened up the private channel to Professor Gadi. "We've got a problem haven't we Professor?" He re-read the missing equipment list. He hadn't a clue what the science staff were planning on using this stuff for, but one thing was certainly sure, it wasn't cheap. "Could we strip anything from the main craft to replace this stuff"