On the edge of colonized space, LV-4985 is home to the small ore mining colony of Collinsport. The colony itself is financed by the Weyland-Yutani Corporation. For of twenty-five years it has been a model ‘shake and bake’ colony. Productive, secluded and an utterly peaceful place to live. After first having achieved a breathable atmosphere fifteen years ago, LV-4985 now sports a flourishing jungle centered within the large canyon system in which Collinsport is located. However the remainder of the planet’s surface is still quite barren of life, though it does have the capacity to eventually support it.<br/><br/>As the USS Anchorage neared its destination, the ship's dormant systems slowly came online, first the life support, then the lights, then several minutes later the cryo tube rooms came online, slowly defrosting the sleeping marines. After a few minutes the tubes had all opened up. FATHER, the super computer system at the heart of U.S. military high command had completed the resuscitation procedures and every marine’s bio-signs were reading at 100 percent. First Squad had survived their journey through space and now they were only 10 hours from LV-4985.<br/><br/>As soon as the last marine had woken FATHER's voice chimed in over the ship's speakers. "Attention, attention, shipboard time is now Oh-Six-Hundred. Morning meals will be served in the galley between Oh-Six-Thirty and Oh-Six-Forty-Five. That is all."<br/><br/><hr/><div style="text-align: right;"><strong>Name:</strong> Wade Reynolds<br/><strong>Location:</strong>  USS Anchorage<br/><strong>Summary:</strong> Waking Up From Cryo<br/><strong>Tagged</strong> Everyone </div><br/><br/>Wade groaned softly as his body slowly began to wake from cryosleep.<em>Fuck</em>he thought as the first real sensation that greeted his mind was a horrible taste in his mouth. The same horrible taste he always got after waking from cryo. He'd actually gone to see a doctor about it once and the doc had just told him that it was all in his head. But Wade wasn't too sure about that, he much preferred to think of it as several month old morning breath. After he opened his eyes he looked around the cryotube room. He was the first awake, just like he always had been since he'd joined up with the squad. A small grin spread across his lips at the thought, it wasn't actually because he woke up faster, it was in fact because it was standard USCM policy to have FATHER wake up each unit's officers just a half minute earlier than those under their command. The idea behind it being that the officer would always seem to be just a tad bit quicker than the grunts, and therefore help him keep up the 'proper' image of himself.  He'd learned that little factoid at OCS and very few people other than officers had any knowledge of that little fact.<br/><br/>As the rest of the squad started to stir and wake Wade finished stepping out of his cryotube and stood calmly in his boxers. He heard father's announcement, the computer was giving them 30 minutes to get ready for chow. Once he saw that McLowell was fully awake he calmly spoke to him "Sarge, get the squad ready for chow then have them hustle to the galley, I don't want anyone missing breakfast."<br/><br/>With that Wade turned and started walking towards the showers.