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[@TheDarkTemplar]

Odd approached the cryochamber with a mixture of hesitance and excitement both flooding him. A symbiotic lifeform with a humanoid host.. Entering the room with flashlights on, he took a glance at every corner looking for anything that showed whatever was in the pod had not gone in willingly. Signs of a struggle, blood, scratch marks, whatever could tell a story of the creatures last moments before stasis. Finding nothing of the sort he approached the pod and wiped off the dust and dirt hoping to get a look at what lay below and like always was found wanting.

Damn frost was too thick.

All at once every alarm he could think of went off as the power turned on, a drill started somewhere, and the lady from the entrance had her voice in all out panic as instructions came to barricade the Comm center. Not bothering to think of consequences to action, Odds took a moment before slamming his fist onto the control panel beside the pod. Gun at the ready he waited for whatever it was to wake up.
Hopefully it was a friendly somehow.. otherwise it was getting a bullet to the head.