Stern was following her lead, his hands clasped behind his back except to check his watch. "I've reviewed what the Air Force felt prudent to share. I'm expecting we'll get a full briefing here in the next couple of hours." That was, of course, the whole reason the Air Force had insisted the expert be brought in.
He ran a hand through his hair and went on. "But, from what the preliminary reports suggest, it doesn't bode well for you. It's a bit difficult to explain to anyone what a pilot with her own space capabilities -- something thought unachievable with our current technology -- would want with a starry-eyed young astronaut hopeful." Not the best description of Calavicci, no, but Stern got his point across. "To them, it looks like you're trying to toss a monkey wrench in our little operation." But, of course, he didn't include himself in that. He stopped and turned to Kara, an eyebrow raised. "Are you trying to go home, Captain?" That was his guess.
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Date: 2010-05-17 01:28 am (UTC)He ran a hand through his hair and went on. "But, from what the preliminary reports suggest, it doesn't bode well for you. It's a bit difficult to explain to anyone what a pilot with her own space capabilities -- something thought unachievable with our current technology -- would want with a starry-eyed young astronaut hopeful." Not the best description of Calavicci, no, but Stern got his point across. "To them, it looks like you're trying to toss a monkey wrench in our little operation." But, of course, he didn't include himself in that. He stopped and turned to Kara, an eyebrow raised. "Are you trying to go home, Captain?" That was his guess.