<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 and Head Designer of the ship<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Shuttle "Gamma"<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Kiran Reed<br/><hr/><br/><br/>Andrew stepped through the airlock as he looked up at the large metal man.<strong>"Mr. Reed, yes?  It's a pleasure to meet you."</strong>He extended a hand, not quite sure how powerful the man's grip would be through the suit, but hoping his hand wouldn't snap.  Still, it was important to show confidence, he reminded himself.  He stood there, bobbing in zero gravity, while he waited for everyone to enter the airlock.  He was eager to make it to the observation deck.  Having personally designed the ship, he knew every nook and cranny, as well as the best places to get a good view of space.  He put his pencil behind his ear, put his notepad in his pocket, and turned to face the crowd mingling behind him.