Carys had lost herself in the art of decoration and personalisation. Already her quarters aboard the Monolith was starting to feel more like home! She rested her hands on her hips as admired her work. The walls were covered in an array of posters from her favourite movies, some of which had battered corners and creases from their time in her old room. She had hung a multi-picture frame above her bed. Some of the slots were already filled with friends and family but a few remained free for new memories. 
Her terminal was on and currently playing through a playlist of bands from many years before. Well... It would be many, many years before now.

A pang of loss gripped at her and the sudden reminder that she would never see her family or friends again threatened to overwhelm her. Closing her eyes, she took a steady breath trying to calm herself before she had a complete breakdown. The last thing she wanted was for her new shipmates to see her crying and think she was some sort of liability. 
Standing straight, she exhaled slowly and opened her eyes once more. This was a new beginning and something she was lucky to be a part of.
“I’m ok” She whispered to herself, nodding her head for reassurance.
In silence she put the last of her belongings in place, a few books and a tiny succulent the staff of Freeport 15 had presented her then sat on the bed.

She had been issued with quite a bit of paperwork upon being awoken and still hadn’t had much of a chance to look over it. Obviously the essential stuff she had been told.. And she’d signed some forms without really reading them. Now it was time to see if there was anything particularly interesting to her.
She flicked through a few pages, a large and fairly thick booklet detailing information about Atlas. This one she had read through at least a million times already back home. A folded and rather spartan pamphlet contained a map of the Monolith as well as safety information. 
For a short time she browsed through the pages that caught her attention before finally tossing it aside and clapping a hand over the door release. 

When she had arrived a couple of hours before she had seemed to be the only one here. Part of her worried that she had missed some kind of briefing or induction talk somewhere, though she pushed that thought to the back of her mind. The hallway beyond her was still empty though she thought she could hear movement somewhere nearby.

“Maybe I should have left the door open…” She murmured to herself as she looked between the identical other doors around her own. Not wanting to barge in on anyone, she lightly tapped a couple in case the occupants had arrived without her hearing. When no one emerged, she gave up and made her way back to the common area she’d passed through earlier.

The room was still deserted, though someone had been here fairly recently as the motion detecting main lights were already on.
This space at least made her more relaxed. Initially she worried she might be assigned to some militaristic ship where fun was forbidden but the presence of comfy chairs and even game machines gave her hope otherwise. 
She flopped onto a sofa with her tablet and busied herself with whatever she could find to occupy her time as she waited for someone else to arrive.