Clark Donovan looked around at the rest of the ship's crew. Of the team, he was the youngest and probably possessed the least authority of any of them. To his left sat two doctors discussing medical tools; to his right, an engineer was showing off various technology he had developed. Truth be told, Donnie was starting to feel a little like he was in over his head, rolling through the desert with some of the brightest geniuses (or is it genii, Donnie wondered) from around the world, and in no time he was going to be in outer space of all places - it was all a lot to take in. Taking a deep breath, Donnie introduced himself. "Hi everybody. My name's Clark Donovan, but I'm mostly called Donnie."