<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/pfzUHo6.jpg)</div><br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>NAME:</strong>Lily Bondar<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>prison issue gray mid waist boycut undies and sports bra (very unflattering!) -> transition to gray track suit<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>PODS<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>all inmates in same room<br/><br/><hr/><br class="clear_left"/><br/>Searing retinas struggled with the sudden intense white light as Lily blinked her eyes open. Overloaded senses filled her mouth with the taste of tin and salt water. A high pitched whine screeched so loud she thought her ears were going to bleed. It was just the pressure shift and as the surroundings came into focus her senses adjusted. A thought came to her, cryo-sleep or hibernation. There was something else at the edge of her thoughts but she couldn't quite grasp it's ephemeral nature as it slipped away. Eyes still straining to adjust they focused on the display projected on the glass above her face. An image of her and a prison record.<br/><br/><strong>"What the actual..."</strong>Lily said aloud in words more of a slur than anything resembling speech. The words muffled by the glass dome still covering her so no one but her would have heard them regardless. A moment of panic gripped her and she thumped fists on the glass, fumbling, grasping, tugging until she caught an edge and the pod opened for her. Sitting upright her head swam and she almost fell out, gripping the side and holding fast.<br/><br/>It was cold. Like winter snow and ice level of cold and here she was in just her under garments. Though dimly lit the pods themselves filled the room with light and she saw rows of lockers with names on them. There was probably prison jump suits inside those lockers and the thought of bundling up inside anything right now was a good one. Curling knees up to her chest and groaning from the intense migraine she was currently experiencing was about the only thing she could do however. So sit there with arms wrapped around knees making inhuman sounds was what she did between the now slowly chattering of her teeth. Her head swiveled to look at the others gaining consciousness.<br/><br/>A sound like a greeting groaned out of her face hole as she nodded in a best attempt at polite introductions. Lily wasn't built for this, she only had a distant memory of the ship's AI greeting them as they woke.<br/><br/>She saw one of the inmates, she assumed that the tall woman was an inmate too, get up and dance around in front of the lockers. It was time that Lily join her. So she held fast and stood up, took a confident step and stumbled across the room like a drunkard. The crash into her locker was audible.<br/><br/><strong>"The f...,"</strong>whole words were still not coming to her. With a tongue like cotton and feeling about as numb she struggled.<br/><br/>Opening the locker revealed a light gray jumper that hung down over her hips and a pair of matching track pants, with equally uninteresting booties. All of which had a small red plus sign strategically placed on them... EMT, now she remembered from the bio. She was a med tech.<em> When had that happened?</em>The feeling in her limbs returned slowly and reminded her just how damn cold it was. She pulled on the garments, with one eye watched the giantess and the others.<br/><br/><strong>"Why is it so damn cold in here?"</strong>Finally words had come to her as she voiced her thoughts for all to hear.