<div class="floatleft"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://shechive.files.wordpress.com/2011/11/a-hot-glasses-4.jpg?w=500&amp;h=375)</div></div></div><strong>Name:</strong>Andrew Clark<br/><strong>Occupation:</strong>Technician<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Control Room<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Audrey<br/><hr/><br/>Andrew heard the Captain's speech and, when the captain stopped speaking, he became a bit annoyed.<em>"I had to stop setting up my stuff for this? Gah, I've heard better speeches at High School Graduations..."</em>He would never let his disappointment show, however.  The ship needed a strong captain who was good at inspiring his fellow crew.  And if that failed, they needed a captain who THOUGHT he was good at inspiring them.  He let out his breath in a long exhale before turning back to Audrey.<strong>"I think...I think he's done.  Anyway, I'm going to go set up my room.  If you want, you can help.  It would be nice getting to know you better. Either way, you know where my room is."</strong>He didn't want to force her to choose between star gazing and setting up a room with an, albeit famous, nerd.  Given the choice, he himself would probably choose the window over him.  However, he turned and walked back to his room.  He sat on the floor, surrounded by suitcases, trying to figure out where to put everything.  He had a genius IQ, but he couldn't even set up his room efficiently.  He stood up and turned around.  Facing the window in his room, he looked out at the vast, sprawling blackness and let his mind wander a bit.