[Chris Hatfield]

So this is who I am,
And this is all I know,

Name: Christopher Hatfield

Nickname: Doc, Chris

Callsign:

Date of Birth: 9/5/1968

And I must choose to live,
For all that I can give,

Branch: SGC - Ex- CIA

Rank: GS-15

Division: Archaeology/ Linguistics

Service Record:

CIA History:
-Four years of Desk jockey analyst
-promoted to field agent in ' 93
-first assignment: Re-secure three tactical nuclear weapons (' 93)
-Second Assignment: recover a captued fellow agent from Iraqi territory (' 94)
-Third assignment: Make an Afghanistan leader "disappear" (' 94)
-Fourth and final assignment: Co-op with british secret agents to recover stolen dossiers
-Double crossed by fellow agent
-Chris captured and held in captivity for three months
-Was rescued by Marine platoon
-Retired in (' 95)

-Assigned to SD-1
-Assisted in the rescuing of SD-2
-Recieved his first Delian injury from a crossbow bolt to the shoulder (Episode One)
-Initiated first contact/ peace talks with the Nemeans (Episode two: Labours)

-Died and Ascended on the planet Bactra in the Delian Galaxy (Episode Eight: Downfall)

Promotions:

The spark that makes the power grow

Face Claim: Gerard Butler

And I will stand for my dream if I can,
Symbol of my faith in who I am,

Personality: Calm and Patient in the face of adversity, but its a facade to cover the hidden wild animal that lays under the surface, just waiting to be turned loose on enemies. Chris has a zen like attitude, but is ready to fight if the need arises.

And I must follow on the road that lies ahead,
I won't let my heart control my head,

Likes: 4+ Coffee, weapons, reading, teaching

Dislikes: 4+ Incompetence, Arrogance, War, and Goa'uld

Aims: Galactic peace, and prosperity

Fears: Not protecting those he works with and cares for

Skills: 3+ Martial Arts, Weaponry, Speaks over fifty separate languages, including Ancient and Goa'uld

Habits: 4+ Cigarette Smoking, Psychological Profiling, Sarcasm, and Refusal to admit defeat

I make my journey through eternity
I keep the memory of you and me inside

Marital Status: Widower

Love Interest: None

Offspring: Gibson Hatfield (12- Deceased)

Parent: Orphan

Siblings: None, Formerly three- all deceased

Fulfil your destiny,
Is there within the child,

History: Chris was born and raised in the inner city of Chicago Illinois, his father was a Marine Lance Corporal was Killed in Action during the second Iraqi War. After that Chris decided that he was going to do everything he could to protect what was left of his family. At the age of twenty five, Chris' mother fell terminally ill and eventually died of what the doctors called a broken heart. His three brothers all went into the Marines to follow in their fathers footsteps, however, instead of conforming to what the rest of the family had done to try and get justice for his father. He went into the CIA right out of high school. After several years of being a "desk Jockey" Analyst, doing briefings to the Secretary of Defense,, he was finally given the opportunity to become an acting field agent when, in the midst of Soviet Russia, several Missile Silos were no longer controlled by the government and were being directed at the United States. He was sent in to re-establish control for the Russian government and then take down the operatives that hijacked them in the first place. He met his wife on this mission, who was working as an undercover agent to keep tabs on the government themselves. After completing this mission he was promoted to full-fledged field agent. Shortly after his fourth assignment, he retired with his wife and moved back to Chicago. There he began working with the University of Illinois at Chicago. There he showed extensive knowledge on the ancient ruins discovered in Greece and Rome while on staff. During a lecture about ancient greek and roman architecture, and religion similarities and differences, he met the young Dr. Daniel Jackson, who saw potential in the man's work. This earned him a recommendation to the SCG in 2004. Under the watchful eye of General Hammond , Daniel Jackson, Samantha Carter, Tealc and even Col. O'Neill himself he learned to excel in understanding alien technology, uncovering the secrets of artifacts, advanced combat, astrophysics, and began to begin to show interest in leadership and command when the Battle in Antarctica happened. He was only a consulting anthropologist and he lended a hand wherever was necessary, even providing ground support during the battle. He was nearly hit by an Alkesh that was shot down. He nearly died in the accident. Shortly after he was recommended to work in Antarctica discovering the secrets of the Ancient Outpost and the technology of the defense chair. After he was passed over for the trip to Atlantis he returned back to his studies to prepare himself to lead an SG-Team one day. Last month he was chosen for this assignment.

As far as training and Education goes he has a PhD in Anthropology/Archeology, and a Masters in Linguistics. He has studied the basics of many forms of martial arts. Including but not limited to, jujitsu, tae kwan do, Tai Chi, and Kung Fu.

My fate is on the wind,
The king of hearts, the joker's wild,

The heartbreaker being this face is Chris and I hail from USA
I have been RPing for 5 Years
I agree with the TOS and the Site rules.

Cos I have found a dream that must come true,
Every ounce of me must see it through,

Role Play Sample: 1408
Hangar Bay
Lost City of Akrotiri
Asphodel Orbit

Chris nodded as he heard Troy mention the amount of walking wounded, and the fact that SD-2 would need his help. He was being given the opportunity to go on a mission, the first time, well, second if you count the rescue evacuation a few moments ago, and he was looking forward to it, even if it wasn't to discover this new Ancient weapon.

"Dont worry I'll bring him back safe." He heard Travis Oxford, his new immediate commanding officer say. And he smirked. Chances are they'd be saving each other out there, Chris knew that Travis was a good leader, and he would be there to offer his own support to their group. He knew the knowledge from the CIA has came in handy before, and he knew before this expedition was over it would be useful again. Like now for instance. The field weapons training he had been given would prove to be more than valuable, not to mention the fact that before he was allowed to return to the Delian, Chris had to pass another firearms proficiency exam, and he did, with almost as high of marks as several veteran snipers from the Air Force and Marines. Almost, but not quite. As he reminded himself, 'You're getting old Chris. Gotta face it.' He thought to himself.

Chris continued to listen as the updates from other members came in as well, Including Former General now IOA Kepler, reporting that the hyperdrive engines were still offline on the Illiad. 'Crap. So if we run into a snag and need to get out of here in a hurry...' He let his thought trail off there. He didn't want to even finish the thought.


1422
Landing Zone
Mount Suillun

Chris sat in pure silence the whole shuttle ride back to the planets surface. He watched the other members on the shuttle casually, yet carefully, in his mind he was compiling a list of strengths each member had to add to the mission. Oxford looked rather calm standing next to Troy, as did the base Commander, Yet Chris knew from experience their minds were rushing creating contingency plans for everything, for whatever may happen on the surface. The new civilian doctor, Martin, if he'd remembered his name right, he hadn't had a chance to get to know professionally, nor personally. So Chris would be keeping a little more of an eye on him for as long as he could. He watched as the man fiddled with his weapon, making sure he would be ready for action, and smirked. 'At least he's prepared. I'll give him that.' he thought carefully.

As the shuttle touched down the members disembarked weapons at the ready, not about to be taken fully by surprise. Chris had his P90 at the ready and his side arm already unfastened and safety off ready to be used at a moments notice. He then was caught by surprise by the pure magnificence of the mountain, and the mysterious weapon that lay in its depths. He took a silent chuckle to the Colonel's remark about a doorbell.

It was then that Calmara found some ancient script in a cavern at the base of the mountain, and stepped quickly towards it as his name was called out.

Before Chris had a chance to take a real good look at the script, due to the weathering of the rocky surface, Chris heard the energy round hit somewhere behind him and then the eruption of gunfire, not to mention the rushed order from Troy, "Anytime now."

Chris hurriedly tried to decipher the script as the firefight continued. His mind was rushing through all of the notes he had taken about the ancient language most of which he had learned from Dr. Daniel Jackson, and began to slowly piece together the first of what seemed like a long string of riddles.

1424

Chris was briefly interrupted from his translation by someone handing him a stone tablet that was in a dialect of ancient that he knew by heart, and it allowed him to add a quick pace to the translation. He looked at Calmara who was also struggling with the translation, the table almost seemed like a Rosetta stone for this obscure dialect.

Chris heard Troy holler back as to how they were doing, but didn't respond he was being rushed into translating this and didn't have time to do anything except that including speaking. He heard several more requests for updates and he muttered under his breath about patience and not an exact science. He had forgotten how much pressure there was during a firefight, and it was all rushing back to him, wanted or not. He heard someone holler about running out of ammunition and right after that he heard Troy's voice behind him "How's it coming." Chris teetered his head in response as he continued to translate the writings. It wasn't making any sense yet, but he needed to make some sense out of it, it was no longer a need of want, but a need, this was also a secondary escape route, or he had hoped.

As the radio chatter increased, looking for updates and rushing the anthropologist further. Chris finally translated the final part of the clue, it was a code for letters in the alphabet, and after a few moments he pressed one of the glyphs on the wall and there was a click and the door began to open. "Yes!" Chris hollered out in triumphant joy. "Got it!" While Troy rushed into the next chamber Chris moved out to the opening to join in the firefight.

1432
Defense Line
Asphodel

Chris was four out of his eight magazines for his P90 into the firefight when he heard the change of orders from both Troy and Oxford. 'What in the world was Kepler thinking?' He thought when he heard of the crash. Chris slid over next to Travis, and gave him a nod telling him Chris was ready to move. He handed one of his mags to Oxford and another to Calmara which left Chris with only two magazines for his P90 and the six he had for his Beretta. "Its going to be one of them days." he said aloud, to nobody in particular.

“Looks like we’ve got a yellow brick road to follow, might I suggest we head in the ten o’clock direction then cut back across. That might keep us away from the flying monkeys long enough for us reach Oz.” Chris heard Calmara say and let himself a chuckle. He had seen the movie many years ago, and ensued the flying monkeys to be the Olympians and Titans that were beginning to barely thin out. He nodded his agreement with Calmara, and searched the described area from his somewhat coverage in the cave entrance. It looked clear, but Chris wasn't taking that for granted. He clipped his P90 back to his vest and drew his Beretta, trying to conserve some ammunition for his main weapon. He looked at Travis, taking calming breaths bracing for the order to move.

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