<div class="floatleft">(http://media.onsugar.com/files/2011/01/03/2/1331/13311615/22/jessica-simpson-army-070503-1.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Amber "V" Valentine</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Main Dome, Surface Floor Lounge Area heading to Mess Hall</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Alone</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Heading down for grub</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>Amber lost herself for what seemed like another 15 minutes before snapping out of it. She slowly leaned forward, pushing herself up from the overly comfortable and soft couch...she looked back it..."damn you" she said too herself..."too comfortable!"<br/><br/>She was obviously having some problems getting over the cryo, while she had been sneaking about this whole time, she felt sluggish...her head sometimes going for a swim. Although she always seemed to be able to shake off any dizziness. Maybe she needed some food?<br/><br/>Chills ran over her body, suddenly cold. She looked down, her pirky nipples pushing out at the tight fabric of her issued sports bra. She giggled thinking, this 30 year old place may work right one day...she figured she would be busy in thinking about that. Amber reached down and untied her fatigues from around her waist, putting her arms back in and zipping it up...another tight uniform...sigh...<br/><br/>She made her way over to the elevator, at least it was working, she thought to herself. Stepping inside and hitting the floor for Mess Hall, it closed the door and started down. Another dizzy spell hit as the elevator quickly descended. It seemed like a long time before it finally stopped, making her dizziness slow, not totally, but enough for her to actually walk.<br/><br/>Looking around she saw that there were actually a few people already there. She made her way around the containers of nothing that seemed very appeasing in her tight fatigues...picking up a fiber bar and some orange juice. Not the best combo but it would have to do for now whether her stomach liked it or not. She looked out...this felt like military school all over again...a bunch of eyes...no familiar faces...Then she saw her sort of new boss! Hicks and Amber had become friends back on Earth, but Hicks had really became a source of strength and education for Amber given their age difference. She smiled heading toward her table.<br/><br/>She was sitting with a few others...the Woodridge's was it? She had seen him back on the mothership moving around with a girl of the same last name? Weird she originally thought...a couple? Brother and Sister? She shook the thought off and approached Hicks...<br/><br/>"Mor....Afternoon Ma'am. Room for one more?" She smiled at the two sitting with Hicks.