0900:<br/><br/>"Name," asked the guard.<br/><br/>"Estel," Estel said, struggling against the weight of her bags.<br/><br/>"Estel what?" The guard asked, looking down at her.<br/><br/>She smiled nervously, "Just Estel. I don't have a last name. I'm going to work as a navigator and mechanic on the ship."<br/><br/>"You're not supposed to bring things of your own," he said. "Everything is to be provided for you."<br/><br/>Estel shifted uncomfortably, aware that she was holding up the line. "They're just some extra tools. I built them myself so I know they work well and are adjusted to work well for me." She held up a slip of paper, "I have permission to bring them on board."<br/><br/>The guard took the paper, scanned it and handed it back, "Alright, go on through," he said. "Next!"<br/><br/>Estel let out a sigh as she passed through the gate. Getting onto the ship was far more of a grueling process than she'd imagined. Every time they came to a metal detector she set it off and had to explain the whole thing again.<br/><br/>Eventually the girl found her way onto the ship and used a map to guide herself to the engine room. Oh the whirring and buzzing of fine machinery! It was the most beautiful sound she knew. And soon she would see the most beautiful sight of being surrounded by billions of stars. This was perfect for her; she was going to live her dream, help man kind, and be paid for it to boot! Estel leaned against one of the the advanced combustion engines and let out a satisfied sigh; this was her time.