Arcia stepped out of her stasis pod as soon as it opened. She rolled her shoulders and stretched her arms while looking around. She apparently wasn't the last to awaken, but she was definitely not the first. Leaving the room, she headed straight for the showers. Though she wasn't one to care much about her looks, it was her muscles that needed it. When she reached it, and stripped down, she immediately stepped in. "Shower on, water hot" Arcia said as she stepped into the shower. One of the phrases that she used every day, if not more than once.

The shower had only taken a quick five minutes. She dried her hair quickly, never being fond of how heavy it was whenever she left it wet. She put on her issued coat, pants and shoes just as fast and as soon as she had, she was out in the hallway. All of it having been done within ten minutes of leaving the shower. A bit proud of how efficient she'd been, she headed toward the mess hall.

Upon her arrival, she found that many of the crew were already present, somehow, despite how quick she'd been about getting there. Finding her previous self-praise as unwarranted, she sighed in disappointment. However, she wasn't going to let that get her down for the rest of the day. If the crew had been awakened from their sleep, something good was about to be reported to them. It was either that or something catastrophic. There were no warning lights on, though, so Arcia felt very confident that the former was true.

Grabbing a tray and some food, she sat down and began to eat. It wasn't the best food she'd had, but nothing to complain about. As she finished, she leaned back in her chair and looked around, waiting to be called to attention.