"We're green, Eva. I'm going to make my way back up," Aaron said over comms. The final diagnostics check had been completed and a small green check appeared on the upper rightmost screen of the terminal, indicating all assets were accounted for and systems were primed for departure. In low gravity he bounded up the ladder leading to a catwalk overlooking the bay. Roughly the size of a football field the cargo hold was filled with equipment for the Martian colony, but there were seven other holds packed just as tightly with a dizzying assortment of other goods. From luxury items to foods which couldn't yet be grown on the red planet. They were hauling it all. With the doors whizzing shut behind him, he stepped into the hallway where the sleek white flooring stretched nearly from one end of the ship to another. Normally projections of the bay interiors lined the halls since windows were a structural weakness. Yet, without windows the place would feel madly claustrophobic. The solution came in the form of wall mounted projections displaying camera feed and along the shell of the ship 'windows' projected the empty space beyond. The blackness wasn't quiet comforting but it did make the place feel less confined, and on the humorous side the feed could be altered. It was somewhat of an ongoing gag to switch the window to tropical resorts, and so as Aaron made his way to the lift he was greeted on either side of the hall by the gentle waves of Malibu. "Beautiful day in California," he said again over comms as he entered the lift. Levels 2 and 3 of the ship were dedicated to hauling cargo, with the bridge, mess hall, labs, personal quarters and even a lounge with an exercise room on level 1. The Nomad was built back when travel to and from Mars was in its infancy so it was designed with long voyages and comfort in mind. Despite her age she was still the largest freighter still operating in space, but it felt kind of surreal now with such a small crew. The ship's computers could pretty much handle everything and if all went well the total flight time would hardly be a day. Essentially he and Eva were brought on to make sure things ran smoothly. They were both well informed of the risk involved but damn the pay was good. Be a human test trial for an early retirement? Sure, why not. Of course there were other passengers onboard and if things didn't go well Aaron imagined those were lawsuits waiting to happen. He wondered how much money it cost to overlook that possibility. The lift stopped and the doors slid open, revealing the bridge where Eva could direct the ship. The other passengers were elsewhere, not permitted on the bridge of course. "Ready?"