[hr][h3][color=a36209]Abraham Gene[/color][/h3][sub][@Mr Allen J][/sub][hr]
Abe's interest was shaky throughout the speech. On one hand, it was slightly amusing. In the other, somewhat childish. Abe, as proud as he was, was hoping for a professional composure reminiscent of his education and the education that was lying in wait for him. What the Promise presented instead was like a public high school freshman orientation, where they used a bit of stupidity and cool, new science innovations to keep the anxious students' attention. The only thing that made it clear they were talking to older teenagers and young adults was the tongue in cheek death threat Henry sent flying to an unseen man's way. 

As the crowd cleared and Abe was once more given an opportunity to get himself lost on board a space station without a guide, Abe found himself wondering if he should hunt down that Slavic girl that helped him off of the shuttle. That was, of course, until he seemed to have caught someone else's attention. A dark skinned woman found herself beside Abe - [i]hello there [/i]- not at all to his chagrin, and introduced herself... huh, with a German accent. His father dealt with some of their businessmen before. Cute.

"Abraham!" He replied, sounding pleasantly surprised. "[i]You[/i] can call me Abe, though."

He took a deep breath as he took another look at his surroundings and continued.

"It depends on which freak show you're talking about. The whole shabang, Rex, or--"

Around this time, the half plant, half girl creature made her rounds towards the two where Abe awkwardly took the paper from her stack and quietly waited for her to leave.

"--or [i]her?[/i] It? Whatever. [i]I haven't come up with a name for them yet.[/i] But so far it looks like we've been placed in a [i]space zoo.[/i]"