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| Carlee Moore | Jan 23 2009, 09:38 AM Post #1 |
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Name: Carlee Moore Gender: Female Age: 28 Height: 169cm Weight: 75kg Eye Colour: Brown Hair Colour: Brown, wavy Blood Type: AB Distinguishing Marks: Blue bird Tattoo on left hip Birth Date: 7th June, 1978 Place of Birth: Clute, Texas Family: Carlee is the oldest daughter of Glen and Rena Moore. She has one younger sister called Lisa and a brother called Henry. Position: Stocks Manager Service Record: Work in her parents store in Clute and became a highly recommended stocks person. She was hired by the SGC to coordinate off world supplies and just recently she was hired to help sort out the mess in the stocks on Atlantis Department: Stocks Strengths: Can make John Sheppard squirm Weaknesses: Softy to all things cute ATA Gene: no Hobbies: painting, surfing and dirt bike riding Likes: movies, junk food and practical jokes Dislikes: when work isn’t done to her standard Appearance: causal clothing over uniforms Weapons: like she needs any History: Grew up in Clute, best friend is Cassandra Sheppard. They basically grew up together. Writing Sample: Carlee sat at the desk in the Supply area looking over the mess left by the previous manager. At that moment she felt as if throwing it into a pile and lighting a match would make it all go away but it wouldn’t. It would just cause a fire scare. “How is it going?” Yuri asked in his deep Russian accent. Carlee would have melted at that accent but her last guy had been Russian and turned out to be an ass. So she decided Russian wasn’t to her pallet. “Can we say bon fire,” she smiles at him as she runs her hands through her wavy brown hair. “Yes, David did not do well with paper work,” he smiles back. “Or computers,” Carlee adds. Yuri laughs in his throat at this. “I have faith in you,” he says before turning and leaving her to her mess. “Thanks,” she says picking up another pile of papers. At that moment Rodney McKay walks in the door. Carlee looks up to see him. “Hey,” he says waving at her and making his way to the desk. “They told me to look for Carlee Moore.” “I’m she,” Carlee says looking this new face up and down. Straight away she realises he was a scientist. “I’m Doctor Rodney McKay. I’m chasing some equipment I ordered a couple of weeks ago,” he says with large gestures of his hand. “And I’m looking for some painkillers. Right now everything here is in a big mess and trying to find the toilet paper, probably not going to happen this century,” she explains gesturing to the paper on the desk. “So..?” he asks. “I’ll let you know when I find it but don’t expect a miracle right now,” Carlee smiles at him. |
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