Jenny - Female, 19, Colonist

Jenny jolted back into consciousness, almost smacking her head on the ceiling of the cryo chamber as she came around. Ech. She'd been asleep for sixteen years, and she felt every day of it. Thank god the cryo had halted her aging while she was asleep.

She slammed the release on the pod and the lid flipped up, letting her heave herself out. All around her she could see other colonists in various states of defrosting, some still sleeping, others mumbling themselves awake, others already climbing from their pod.

There was a good mix of men and women. All fit, all clever. They were colonists after all. Earth didn't send just anyone to start new colonies. Jenny herself was red-haired and tanned, fit and trim. Well, she had been. The sixteen years asleep had left her pale as milk and much weaker than she remembered. She was still plenty slim, but the muscles she'd built up in training were completely gone. She had to lean against the pod just for support.

At the other side of the chamber she could see a window and, ignoring the recorded message reminding them of how to safely defrost from cryo, she stumbled over to it, her poor muscles aching and straining. Wow, she was out of shape. It was going to take some work to get herself back up to strength again.

She forgot about that though as the view through the window met her. Star N-22-FF1F3, habitable planet 1A. New Nassau, they'd agreed to call it before they set off. She stared through the window, gazing at the planet that was to be her home for - very likely - the rest of her life.

It looked...