Ceta-13
"good morning doctor, it is currently 5:00 am greenwhich time and a balmy - 350 degrees on Europa please wear a sweater when you leave the bio-dome"
"Gahh Aivas please i told you not to tell me the temp out side!"
"Well doctor i had to find you a way to wake and make your way to the hot coffee i made for you"
The "Doctor" in actuality just a low level robotics enginier and bio-chemist was the only organic sentient life form on the Europa base aka "ICE project". The mid sized human standing at five feet six inches still liked to sleep in even if the expirament was to see if there was viable life under the milles thick ice of Europa crust if not life then bio fuels or resources. James A. Whitaker was his name and a studious name befitted the man who had no relationships while in his many years of colledge or the industry years, solitary to the bone but with a soft heart he would never refuse a woman who asked him on a date for he was not bad looking with his dark red hair and mysterious eyes that were a dark green with flecks of bright red. he was always hidden behind books or covered in axle grease form his gigantic robots. so he never looked approachable. Who in thier right mind would approach a tall man wielding an even bigger wrench? He never noticed his lack of a social life as he was busy 24/7 but funnily enough he had always made room for his family. He was an uncle of 4 from his sister and 6 from his gifted brother.he always attended thier birthdays in physical or holographic form.
James stepped into the small but cozy galley kitchen and took the mug out of the heater and sat down on one of the conforming chairs that he had placed near a window. he takes careful sips of the stimulating drink as he watches hte snow flurry and blow outside the bio-dome