*Daric sat idly at one of the tables. Enjoying a nice mead while waiting for the bulk of the colonists to get here. Still early in the Martian day, very few people were here. He had already talked to a few and responded to inquiries about his role. He sighed as he kicked his feet up onto the table and sipped from his mug. Of course they would want to know what he was doing. Although he was one of five of the cryogenics experts, only three would be awake at a time. He closed his eyes and shrugged the thought away. "<span class="bbc_u">At least I get to wake up for a bit and stretch my tinkering muscles. Maybe even draw smily faces on the tanks of the colonists and such.</span>" He grinned as he said this to himself. Imagining waking up to a big smily face plastered on the glass. At least it would be remembered. He stretched out and closed his eyes. A light melody was playing and he would wake when the more upbeat music started in the next hour, signaling the start of the real party.*