<div style="text-align: right;"><strong>Name:</strong> Dixie Reedus<br/><strong>Location:</strong> USS Anchorage <br/><strong>Summary:</strong> waking up from cryo<br/><strong>Tagged</strong> everyone<br/></div><br/>Dixie woke up startled and quickly reached to the right side of her torso where her combat knife usually was when she slept in a normal bed. She panicked when she didn't find her trusty blade beside her. Then she heard several groans around her and the sound of bare feet on the metal floor. She recognized the noises and slow heavy foot steps that her squad members made after waking up any time they woke up from both regular and cryo sleep.<br/><br/><br/>Dixie  calmed herself down and meditated for a while to get focused. While she was meditating she wiggled her toes and stretched and flexed her legs until they were fully awake. When she felt she was good and ready she sat up and placed her feet on the floor. She held on to the cryo pod for a minute as she stood. She was a bit scared that her legs would give out on her. Dixie frowned because she remembered the first time she woke up from a cryo sleep she had jumped right out of the pod stayed standing on the floor for about a second and fell straight to the ground when her legs gave out on her. After that she had become the laughing stock of the first squad she was assigned to.<br/><br/><br/>Dixie finally let go of the cryo pod and took a step away. She was pleased that her legs held her up and that they cause her to fall and look like a fool in front of her fellow squad members. Because it would be such a shame if she became a fool in the eyes of squad members she was actually kind of fond of. Dixie started to make her way towards the showers. As she got close to the showers she let down her hair and started to take her tank top and shorts off. She felt like she had about three months worth of dirt all over her and she was in dire need of a hot shower.<br/>