Deitmar could feel his heart rate increase and his breathing return to its normal rythmn as the stasis pod lid opened. He slowly opened his dark green eyes as he stepped out of the stasis pod, his muscles creaking from lack of use. He stiffled a yawm as he raised his arms over head stretching his long athletic frame. His slid a calloused hand through his shoulder length, chocolate brown hair, turning his head left and right wondering for a moment where the showers were located."How long have I been in stasis?" He thought to himself, as he walked down to the men's locker room. "Shower on. Water hot." He told the computer as he stripped himself of the smelly clothes he was wearing. He let out a long sigh of relief as he let the hot water pour over his back, soothing his aching muscles. After ten minutes, he got out, toweled himself off and slipped into his uniform. A green shirt with his last name and the lettles EPT inscribed on the back, black cargo jeans with matching combat boots. The shirt accented his well toned chest, the byproduct of working out three days a week in the gym.
He looked at the stubble of a beard that was growing in and although he did not want to shave off the beard that was growing in, he decided it would be best to look a professional as possible. He found his way to the mess hall, to already find everyone already eating and talking amoung eachother. He hears his stomache growls and walked over to grab some of his favorite food:steak, eggs and bacon. The smell was intoxicating as he got in line, becoming increasingly agitated as the line slowly moved. After waiting in line for ten minutes, he finally got his steak, eggs, bacon, and water. He scanned the huge hall and managed to locate Captain West a couple of tables away. He headed for her, knowing that she probably wanted to go over what she wanted him to do. He sat down across from her and set his food down.
"Lt. Colonel Dr. Deitmar Jackson reporting in."

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