Name: Kris Palmer<br/>Occupation: Technician<br/>Location: Command Room<br/>Tagged: Open<br/><hr/><br/>Hair contained and tablet in hand, Kris strolled into the command room where several other members of the crew were already, including the captain. Nodding to their leader, she stepped further inside the room, but her eyes were drawn to the view out the window where one of the other technicians, Audrey if she remembered correctly, was already admiring it. She couldn't resist a smile as she hugged her tablet to her chest, moving up towards the window, though standing back a ways.<br/><br/>"They weren't kidding when they said you'd feel like an ant.." she muttered to herself, blinking her bewildered eyes. The view of the world was before her, and though you clearly couldn't see them, there were billions of people still down there, going about their day to day lives while she looked down on them from so far away. It was surreal. Nothing could have prepared her for that.<br/><br/>Finally, however, she forced herself to turn away before nostalgia kicked in at full force. Glancing about the room, she spotted three others other than those previously noted, including Kiran. Now free of his helmet but still sporting the rest of his gear, Kris found him a bit less intimidating now that she could see his face.<br/><br/>Taking a seat at what she supposed to be the statis pod monitors, Kris let out a faint sigh, crossing one long leg over the other as she pulled up the files on her tablet, balancing the thin device on her thighs as her fingers danced and flicked across the screen quickly. She was eager for the meeting to begin despite her attempt to appear relaxed and nonchalant, hoping the rest of her crew members would join them promptly.