Jonny leaned back in his chair and sighed, rubbing his eyes to ease the ache. He would need those reading glasses a few decades sooner than the old man had at this rate. But he was setting a good pace through the archives. Besides the phone directory he'd told Chuck about at lunch yesterday, he'd found some engineering specs for various sub-systems ( Read more... )

They'd given him his own lab. He was pretty much the only person in Atlantis fluent in Ancient so he got his own lab. Evidently. It wasn't too bad. It was quiet, people generally left him alone and he could work in peace ( Read more... )