[center][h1]Riley Cavill[/h1][/center]
 
Riley Cavill groaned groggily. She shifted ever so slightly and ended up kicking both the blankets off her legs and an empty whiskey bottle off her bed. The sound of the breaking glass actually made her open her eyes.  It took her a moment to realize where she was.  Five years had not been long enough to get used to the fact that she was on a massive space colony in the middle of nowhere in the vastness of the universe.  As old world as it sounded, she had never been into space before she had been accepted into the Genesis project.

She lingered a few more moments, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. Then the small console next to her bed began to flash and beep annoyingly. With a heavy sigh she sat up, and reached for it. The bright light of the screen in her dark room made her squint.

“Lights On” she said and the lights immediately did she asked.

She returned her attention the console and realized that she was receiving a call from her superior officer, Lieutenant Harrison. She quickly pressed that the answer call button on the screen; not paying any attention to the fact her hair was disheveled and she was still in bed. She didn’t want to make him wait any longer than she already had.

“Sir!” She said the moment he appeared on her screen.

“Morning, Master Sergeant,” he paused for moment apparently amused at her appearance. “Have your team up and ready on that new training module ASAP”

“Yes Sir!”  Riley said without question even though she obviously had some.  Her small team had begun the training already but she had the assumption that it would not be implemented for a while. Apparently, there was something she didn’t know yet.  It was not her place to question. She figured she would know if she needed to. Though she knew her team would be agitated by the upped time table.

“Master Sergeant, I expect nothing but the best” Lieutenant Harrison said with a smile before ending the call.
Riley let out a deep breath and then rolled out of bed. She liked Lieutenant Harrison. He was one of the few Martians that didn’t treat her like some dirty Fed.  She got a different feeling about Captain Lopez. She had never really understood the whole nationalist mentality, especially now. Humanity was all that mattered.

After stumbling over to the coffee maker to make a cup she got into her wardrobe to pull out a crisp uniform. She laid it out on her bed before heading into the bathroom to freshen up. 25 minutes later she had on her uniform and that cup of coffee in her hands.  She took a sip and grimaced.  She looked around and then dug into a few of her drawers. Once she found what she was looking for she returned to her coffee cup and poured a shot of whisky into it. She took a sip and sighed.  After she finished her cup she headed out to wake her team and get the day’s training started.