[Henry Pratt]

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

Name: Henry Pratt

Nickname: Doc

Callsign: N/A

Date of Birth: 31 Oct 1976

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

Branch: Civilian

Rank: Archaeologist

Division: N/A

Service Record: 2014: Commissioned Officer Training, 23rd Training Squadron, Maxwell AFB, Alabama

Promotions:

1993-1997: Undergraduate student
1997-1998: Intern
1998-2002: PhD candidate & sessional academic
2002-2005: Research fellow
2005-2010: Lecturer
2010-2013: Senior Lecturer

The spark that makes the power grow

Face Claim: Stanley Tucci

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

Personality: Doctor Pratt is considered first and foremost to be a polite and well spoken man. He approaches situations slowly, making observations of the situation and drawing upon the research he's carried out prior to the mission. Once he has a feel of the situation's context, Henry will approach and look to gathering an understanding of all sides of the argument, looking to reach a settlement that is advantageous to all parties involved. It is this approach that Henry uses for his research, for exploring off-world, and for meeting his new team mates. He prefers to keep his head down and get the job done, though has been known to step up and fight for a cause he believes in.

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

Likes: Experiencing new cultures and civilisations, learning and research, working outdoors, drinking and socialising

Dislikes: Violent situations, military leadership style, being rushed, wearing a uniform

Aims: To be on the forefront of research in the Vedic galaxy

Fears: Confirming that the SGC organised his sacking so he could be easily recruited

Skills: Acquiring new languages, learning alien cultures, being diplomatic

Habits: Handwriting rather than computers, thoroughly researching everything, always carries a flask with him, makes obscure historical references

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

Marital Status: Single

Love Interest: None

Offspring: None

Parent: Duncan Pratt (father), Julia Pratt (mother, deceased)

Siblings: None

Fulfil your destiny,
Is there within the child,

History: Henry was born in 1976 to Duncan and Julia Pratt, a civil engineer and personnel assistant respectively in the town of Whitehaven in north western England. He had a comfortable childhood, and while his parents were hardly rich, they did believe in the importance of a good education. As such, Henry boarded at a nearby private school, undergoing a thoroughly English education. He studied literature and latin, and played on the school lacrosse and rugby teams. His doting parents attended his graduation from secondary school, where his teachers noted that it wouldn't be the final time Henry was handed a parchment. They were correct.

He applied to the University of Oxford through St Anne's College in 1993, having secured an undergraduate scholarship. He was duly accepted into the Bachelor of Arts degree, majoring in classics and archaeology, and took up residence at St Anne's.

University suited Henry. He was a diligent student, applying himself well to his studies, and taking a number of electives to gain a more rounded education. He lived and breathed his course, more often then not found in the depths of the campus library burying his head in research journals and ancient texts. Outside of study he made the most of his time at Oxford, rowing in the boat club, representing the school in rugby, and even being invited to join a members only dining club.

He graduated with first class honours after four years of study, and decided to travel. Wanting to gain experience while seeing the world he applied to intern at a number of dig sites around the world, ending up in Egypt at Deir el-Medina in 1997. For a year he worked as an archaeological assistant, helping to excavate the village that he once housed artisans who had worked in the Valley of the Kings. He personally made no ground breaking discoveries, but the experience did confirm his love of the work.

He was accepted in a doctor of philosophy degree at the University of Edinburgh in 1998, with his thesis paper looking at the reinterpretation of Homer in Mediterranean civilisations. He quickly made himself known to the faculty staff, and worked as a session academic, leading tutorials and delivering the occasional lecture on his research topic. Seven years after he'd graduated Oxford, in 2000, he was awarded his MA without further study as is tradition. He attended a number of national and European conferences and published half a dozen research articles during the four years of his candidature, making himself known throughout the academic community as a diligent working with a natural affinity for ancient languages.

Following confirmation, Henry secured funding as a research fellow at the City of Troy in Turkey in 2002. While he missed teaching and the institutional spirit that can only be found in a university, the chance to work first hand on a dig and publish on his own work was a fair trade off. While his three years of funding didn't allow him to change the world of classics, it did help him to continue excavating and cataloguing the famous site.

Some of his research made it's way back to Oxford, where he was offered a tenured position in 2005. Appointed as a lecturer, he taught back into the degree he'd studied as an undergraduate. He continued to publish, translating a number of ancient texts, and further build his international reputation. In 2010 he saw a chance for development, and applied for a senior lecturer position at Cardiff University. Everything was going well a Cardiff, until one day in 2013 when there was a knock at his officer door; his dean informed Henry that they had to make funding cuts, and sadly his position was being mad redundant.

Henry was just preparing himself for the unexpected job hunt when he was contacted by the United States Air Force. He was offered a once in a lifetime chance to be on the forefront of classical research, which he duly accepted. He was debriefed on the Stargate program, completely lost for words at the prospect of exploring other worlds and ancient civilisations. At the end of his first day at the SGC he returned to his room to find a pile of mission reports and a note, informing him at he was being sent to another galaxy at the end of the week.

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

The heartbreaker being this face is Jay and I hail from Australia 
I have been RPing for Six 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:

Peterson AFB, Colorado Springs, Co.
21:30
One week prior to expedition launch

A lone aircraft descended over the city of Colorado Springs, slowing and banking on approach to a busy US Air Force base. The C-21A, a militarised Learjet, touched down with a slight bump on the runway and quickly taxied into a large hanger. The jet remained motionless until the hanger doors were closed, after which the side hatch opened and the air stairs were folded down. Three persons climbed down the stairs and briskly moved to an waiting vehicle, a black government SUV with heavily tinted windows. All three men climbed in without a word exchanged, and their driver sped them away.

In the back of the SUV sat Doctor Henry Pratt, archaeologist and former classics lecturer from the UK. Next to him was a USAF officer, a Captain Francis, who had arrived on Henry's front door a few days ago to offer him an opportunity he counted resist. Part of the reason he hadn't resisted was the burly US Army sergeant sitting in the front passengers seat, who hadn't spoken a word or offered him name. Henry was under the impression that the silent sergeant had been invited along as a security measure in case Henry had turned down the offer being made to him.

The sergeant spoke a few hushed words to their driver, a uniformed airman, who sped them out of the hanger and out through the air base's security checkpoint. Not a work was spoken between the four in the vehicle during their short drive out of the city and into a mountains. Henry elected the simply stare out the windows, watching the unfamiliar landscape zip by and wondering what he had gotten himself into.

After a few short minutes they arrived at their destination, a gated and guarded tunnel leading into the base of a mountain. Upon showing ID the vehicle was flagged past and drove into the tunnel, which opened up into a small underground chamber patrolled by armed guards. The sergeant dismounted from the vehicle and came around the Henry's side of the SUV, opening the door for him. The archaeologist looked to the captain seated next to him. "This is your stop Doctor," he explained. Henry suspected that might have been the case. Seating out of the vehicle, Henry was handed his bag and pointed to a nearby elevator which was flanked on both sides by armed guards.

With a half smile and a slight sigh, Henry put his bag over his shoulder and watched toward the elevator, suspecting his life was about to make an unexpected turn forever.

Immortality

Inspired by T!na @ NCIS. Song is copyright of Bee Gees.
App is property of Himms. Do not steal/removed this disclaimer.

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I am sure Himms will be around shortly to provide a second stamp.

[Robert "Bobby" Oxford Jr]

O.O

I get to approve a "Jay" bio?! -dies-

Loving him. And you know the drill since you are all set