<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> Science team</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Leading the way to the science block.</td></tr></tbody></table><hr/><br/>Jack heard his lover over the private comms channel. He sighed...<em>Guess it's time to take the plunge.</em>"Fine...Get us both a room. but I don't want it filled with frilly bit's and stuffed bunnies!" A joke he made, knowing what a tomboy she was at heart. "And stop calling me Mr Sourpuss!" He laughed down the microphone, before he saw the rest of the team assembling. Jack handed over direction to Professor Gadi, taking a seat on one of the crates as he waited for the power to return. He seemed to be getting the people organised well enough, and didn't want to have to encroach if he didn't need to; he shared the view that this was a civilian mission, unlike some of his military comrades. He joined the cheer as maintenance bay burst into life, the lights flickering on along with the fans that circulated the air. He kept his helmet on. He had been in enough low atmosphere combats over his life to know it wasn't worth taking chances. He picked up the crate with his good arm, pointing to the lift. "Shall we Professor." He led the way to the lifts, heading to the science block.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e4/Micah_Armstrong.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Micah Armstrong</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>About to enter the facility</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Marcus Grimm, Alon Gadi and the other scientists</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Being briefed.</td></tr></tbody></table><hr/><br/>Micah nodded to the Israli professor. "With any hope I can get the equipment up and running in a few hours. Then you'll have mars' first weather report!." He tapped the box to show it was of full of equipment for the sensor relays. "I'll be sure to get it into your hands by the evening." When the room hummed back into life and he saw people removing their helmets without exploding he was quick to join them, getting chills as he adjusted to the temperature. "You'd think after a year in Antartica I would be used to it by now." He complained to Marcus jokingly, before he heard the commanders voice over the intercom. He dropped the box he was carrying, scrabbling to put his helmet back on. "Fuck that happening to me." He grinned, before following after the rest of the scientists.<br/>