<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/07/Dark_Sakura.jpg)</div><strong>Lucy F.</strong><br/><hr/>Lucy was perhaps more keenly aware than most of the influences of the various cultures that were on display, as she made her way through the station and down to the star docks.  She had done her best every time she stayed at Gerlach Station to sample the foods, fashions, and other wares on display from around the system and, when she could, to learn more about where they were from and how they were made.  Inspiration could always strike in the unlikeliest of places, after all, and if some Extropian chef wound up inspiring her to concoct a bizarre underwater landscape themed around the unusual ingredients he incorporated into a seafood dish, or if some of the Titanian fashion on display showed some techniques in AR art that she could port over to some of the inner system clothing trends coming out of Luna, then that made her little excursions easy to justify to her bosses.<br/><br/>When she actually entered the spaceport, Lucy set her muse, Angel, to look through the public registry for the ship she was looking for.  It was easy enough to find, and while that light task was being taken care of, she made sure to glance casually around herself, acting as though she was admiring the spaceport's architecture or perhaps searching for her destination, but in actuality looking around to see if anyone suspicious had taken notice of her.<br/><br/>She didn't see anything out of the ordinary, so when Angel returned with a docking bay number for her, she walked confidently up to the portal that led to said docking bay, and pressed the call button on the control panel by the door.  When she had gotten someone's attention, she spoke the password that Firewall had given her.<br/><br/>"Litagano Motscoud."<br/><br/>And with that, unless one of her teammates felt like being a jackass, she was in, and made her way onto the<em>Hacienda del Sol</em>itself.