Carys wasn’t entirely sure how long it had been since the first people had been awoken on Atlas. It seemed however, that those who were awake weren’t big on social networking. The huge temporary space colony did have a network for colonists to use and it did hold a large chunk of data from back home but it seemed nothing particularly recent had been added. 

She created a profile on Andromesphere, the Atlas Social Network, flicked through a friendless feed of adverts for onboard entertainment and shops before quickly giving up. The news feeds also offered little of interest past a cheesy ‘Welcome to Andromeda’ section and a few articles on people of interest. She wasn’t exactly sure of who those people were supposed to be of interest to, but clearly she was outside of whatever demographic they were aimed at. Freeport 15 was very much a back end of nowhere kind of place and she had determined from the reactions of the few people she had met since leaving that her pop culture knowledge was at least a few decades behind.
Her eyes slowly drifted to the little digital time readout along the top of her tablet and she was surprised to discover just how much time she had wasted. Furthermore, she caught a movement out the corner of her eye.

Somehow Carys resisted the urge to make a sound of surprise and instead rather seamlessly lowered the tablet onto her lap as the rather imposing man sat opposite her on another sofa. She took in his appearance trying to determine what kind of person he was. A very large part of her was concerned that he was exactly the kind of no-nonsense military type she had been afraid of ending up with.

[color=705B46]"Hey there uh my name is Rylex Soran, I guess.. we will be working together down the line. I shoot things for a living. It’s nice to meet you."[/color]

His short introduction concluded with him offering out a hand toward her. Carys managed an awkward smile in response. At least he seemed to be somewhat friendly even if his sense of humour was a little odd. She reached her hand out and took his, searching her mind quickly for something cool and smooth to say in response. This was a first impression, a chance to leave a lasting impact. She had seen in movies that military types often made fun of the scientists on their teams. She would not be one of those scientist jokes!

[color=699EBD]“Hi Rylex”[/color] She tried her best to ensure her hand shake was quite firm so as not to seem weak. [color=699EBD]“Carys Jones, I…” [/color]
Her mind failed to conjure anything. It was completely barren.
[color=699EBD]“...Like plants”[/color]
She closed her eyes a moment as she felt the warmth of embarrassment flood to her cheeks before quickly adding. 
[color=699EBD]“I mean, I’m a botanist, I work with plants. That’s my field… I’m a scientist”.[/color]
She retracted her hand and instead awkwardly ran it through her auburn hair.
[color=699EBD]“Yeah” [/color]
‘Very smooth Carys’ she thought to herself as she forced herself to meet the mans singular eye. 

Deciding that the best way to salvage the situation was to act as though it never happened she quickly added.
[color=699EBD]“Have you seen anyone else around yet? I was beginning to think I was the only one here.[/color]