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The pod's doors slowly slid open and a girl tumbled out. She landed on her hands and knees in front of the pod, head pounding, limbs numb, and memories gone. She had been in deep freeze, artificially induced cryogenic sleep. She was entirely unsure how long it had been, under what conditions she had gone into the pod, where she was. In fact she was unsure of just about everything except for a few basic truths: She knew her name was Rain Causwell, she knew that she was the best damn pilot in the universe, she knew that she had held onto a wealth of tech knowledge, she knew they had some sort of job to do, and she knew that she [i]needed[/i] her jacket. Rain reluctantly rose from the floor, glancing around. The room was filled with several pods similar to hers, four to be exact, and out of those pods came other people. She glanced at the table in front of her, clothes piled on top of it, the brown leather jacket which she craved along with them. She picked up the pile and laid each garment out in front of her. Jacket, a white t-shirt, jeans, boots, and her glasses. She wore glasses? It would appear so. 

She didn't take off the jumpsuit before she dressed- she wasn't about to get naked in front of a bunch of strangers, especially since they were all men. Instead she put her clothes on over the suit, first tugging the jeans up along her legs. They fit tight, accentuating her body and choking off her legs with the layer of suit beneath her. She'd make due. Next she shimmied the t-shirt over her torso, then pulled the jacket over her. She didn't zip it up. Finally she placed her feet in the brown boots that came with the pile of clothes, then pulled the glasses over her face. She was wearing three layers- if she wasn't within the cold hull of a spaceship she'd be very hot. For now she was satisfied with her attire, and finally she shifted her attention to the group awakening and changing along side her. 

She donned a warm and open smile, glancing at the faces of each. She was aware of the fact that she was the only female among them, a slight disappointment- groups of men with a single women occasionally would come at odds, but hopefully these men were smarter then that. She examined each- one a rugged and though looking man, whom she placed in his late thirties. The next was athletic looking, around the same age as the first but not quite as gruff. Next was a bearded man whom she would guess to be in his late twenties, although his facial hair may been throwing her off. Finally, there was an older man with grayed hair and a grayed beard to match. Sixties? Hard to say. Out of all of them she felt that she was inclined to trust the old man most- perhaps a foolish instinct, but he looked somewhat grandfatherly, and age tends to temper people's personalities. The others she couldn't really speak for, for she had avoided the inclination to make a snap judgement about them based on their appearance. 

She was still wearing her smile all this time. She cleared her throat, preparing to speak, [b][color=0094FF]"Well. I'm not, uh, entirely sure why we're here but we should probably introduce ourselves in case we're... here long? Wherever here is. I'm Rain. Er, that is to say, my name is Rain, I believe. Not that I'm, y'know, 'rain'. Rain Causwell. I think that's my name at least, I don't remember a whole lot."[/color][/b] A strand of hair fell in front of her face, and she blew it out of the way. Her smile weakened a little with nervousness as she spoke, but it recouped it's strength. Her head was still pounding and she was acutely aware of the fact that that was not a [i]great[/i] introduction, but she gave a little wave at the group as she finished speaking.

She would wait for the others to introduce themselves or leave, and then speak. She cleared her throat again, pointing down the lit hallway, [b][color=0094FF]"Well, I'm just going to, uh, go that way, since that seems to be the way to go."[/color][/b] Striding down the hall towards the bridge.