Sunchild woke up from the stasis pod with a big yawn.  He long blue bangs cascading down his front as he sits up. Shaking his head to try to shake off the sleep he pushes himself up.  First thing he did was check his slate to make sure that he hadn’t lost too many viewers during his time in cryo. Problem with the job, irregular broadcasting. Kind of hard to keep a schedule when he could be in cryo sleep at any time. “Mmmm, morning everybody.” He called out as he pushed himself out. Dressed in a simple dark dank top and a pair of shorts for his cryo sleep uniform. Lifting his arms up he stretches a bit, first to the left and then to the right as he gets out of the pod and works on getting ready for well whatever was happening.