<div class="floatleft">(http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h242/jenna_sheffield/Elliquiy/MarsColonyHeadshot.png)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Dr. Katelynn Royse</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td>Personal Quarters - Level 1, Room 1</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td>Alone</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td>Waking Up....begrudgingly</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>The soft trilling sound of the alarm clock filled the room, causing the lump buried in the sheets to begin to stir.  A pale-skinned arm somehow emerged from the twisted mass of bed clothes and began swatting around in an attempt to find it.  Yes, it was true that alarm clocks were antiquated and no longer necessary...but Katelynn preferred to do some things the old fashioned way.  While her cranial implant was wonderful for doing so many useful things....the mere thought of it ringing in her head to rouse her from sleep was something she was not willing to entertain, let alone tolerate.<br/><br/>Katelynn Royce was not a morning person.  Never had been....never would be.<br/><br/>Ever.<br/><br/>Even moving to another planet hadn't changed that.<br/><br/>As it was wont to do, the trilling became louder and more insistent the longer it went unheeded.  "I'm up....I hear you....I'm up.....SHUT UP YOU STUPID THING!" she grumbled, beginning the process of extricating herself from the warmth of her bed.  It wasn't her habit to sleep in the nude, but she had last night....having been too exhausted last night, she hadn't bothered to get dressed for bed.  Moving into her new space had taken more out of her than she would have expected.  The evidence of which was that there were still plenty of things strewn about the room, having yet to find their final places.  That was something that would have be remedied.  Assuming she was able to get away from work at some point tonight.<br/><br/>"Lights....25 percent," she spoke into the room, finally reaching over and swatting the alarm clock off.  A soft glow filled the room, giving her enough illumination to see.  She was going to have to get used to being underground.....and there being no natural light down here.  She'd have to give that some thought....maybe a faux-window or something.<br/><br/>This place had been sealed up tight for 30 years.   She could only imagine the glitch list that would already be waiting when she walked into her office.  As she padded into the bathroom, the lights flickering to life as she did, she considered tapping into the mainframe and getting an idea of just how busy she'd be.  "Shower.....hot," she grumbled.<br/><br/>The pipes rattled a little bit, then quieted as the water began to flow.  The familiar sound of water striking tile greeted her.  Pushing aside the curtain, the redhead stepped in and let out a shriek.  "OH HOLY MOTHER OF GOD!!! COLD, COLD, COLD!!!!!"<br/><br/>After a moment she either got used to it or the water temperature jumped up....but she was able to cease her little dance and take care of things.  After the shower, she took care of the rest of her routine....then moved back out into her room to get dressed.  Assuming she could find her clothes.  As luck would have it....she did find her clothing and headed out into the new world.  Stopping out in the hallway, she considered if she wanted to stop for breakfast...or just go on over to the Engineering Section and see what was what.<br/><br/>Nope...no breakfast.  Time to get to work, she decided....and headed off to her office (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=148833.msg7249337#msg7249337).