<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> Main Airlock</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> First crew</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Trying to get his team together.</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><br/>The door to the Martian surface (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=148806..msg=6746116#msg6746116) closed behind him as he entered, the last man in. He moved aside the already forming groups waving his arms around, trying to hail over all the scientists, he listed off a role call from a register one by one as they came to him. Listening to the calls of yes over the radio, the group slowly building. He had to go over to one of the female doctors and change the comms system for her. It would be a while until they had lights, and it wasn't worth moving on until then. Not to mention air, He couldn't wait to get out of the suit. He switch his comm channel back to his lovers for a moment. "If you get in to the hab blocks before me try to save me a bedroom, okay. I don't want you at the other end of the station."