You are walking out to a landing pad, part of an enormous artificial complex. In the shade of part of the building, you step down with ease along some high-grip stairs with hazard markings at the edge of each step. There's a beautiful orange glow of sunrise and its accompanying watery mist, scattering the light outside. As far as the eye can see, there are uncountable skyscrapers and in-between them, streams of hover vehicles flow effortlessly, each one with their own individual destinations; the buildings are designed in such a way that most natural light still finds its way low down, even at an hour like this.
You've lived on this super-metropolitan planet all your life and always wanted to explore space for yourself and see what will await you out there. You can't help yourself from imagining what it will all be like. And finally, you have the means for it to be reality.
As you walk further along the surface of the pad, some amber hazard lights come on and a heavy mechanical door at the centre of the pad starts to slowly open. You feel like no expense is spared for these structures, it all feels so solid and safe and even if you were afraid of heights, there are many high barriers that would prevent someone from even accidentally tripping off the huge platform. You hear the mechanical noise coming from under the door, and you soon find out that it was a platform, moving up to the ground level, and on that platform, you see your ship! It's a one-man crew vessel and unlike the hover vehicles that make use of atmospheric properties to fly around, your ship is fully fitted with the required drive and shielding to go beyond the thinnest layers of atmosphere and into space. You were even able to have the ship customised and it sports your favourite colours. It's amazing and everything you could hope for to get started on your adventure!
You take a slow walk around the ship first, taking it all in for the first time, a moment to savour and to have for future reminiscing. Satisfied, you remember that you are already holding the highly specialised and high-tech key for the ship and you intuitively press something on it and the entrance pops open. Just before you get in, you look toward the large archway from which you went through when you first arrived at the landing pad. You see a person approaching. Maybe it's a technician to give you a run down of some technical specs? Or perhaps the cartographer, with some last navigational additions for the star charts you own. You are concerned that it might not be such a friendly face. But likewise, it's difficult to tell, since they are in the shadow of the building still. However, you yearn that it'll be your best friend, wishing you a good voyage and many successful adventures.