Annika was ready by the time the CDC personnel came to pick her up. She had two bags of midsize. They held her clothing, several sets and boots/shoes, her personel com puter with several portable hard drives and memories that held many different books, several thousand music files, and a few pictures of her and her family and the land she owns. Her computer also held a copy of her contract and as much data she could find on the Frontier and the area of space that she'd been told they would be going.  She didn't know what specific route or system they'd be going to, but this would give her something to read on what was known before.  Also she had the latest information on scouting systems, exploration and ship systems. Lastly, in her bags were several bottles of the sunscreen she uses and several pairs of contact lenses and cleaning solution, and some personal hygenie things.<br/><br/>She was dressed in a sturdy shirt and vest, with pants and boots. A broad brimmed hat and sunglasses completed her outfit. "Be careful with that. Some of the things in there are fragile." She ssays as it's loaded on the aircar.<br/><br/>The Dralasite's antics make Annika smile. "No. it's not going to be like a tri-D vid. There will be very long stretches of nothing with brief periods of intense action that will make me wish I was in a boring part again."