[center][color=silver][h3]The Gray Dynasty: Abigail Harlow[/h3][/color]

[color=silver]Current Deployment:[/color] Venus
[color=silver]Current Time:[/color] 15:01, Earth Standard Time, 2207.[/center]

Reika walked right past her and Abigail did not seem to mind in the slightest. She seemed to be too engrossed in her work as the pilot made her way up the ladder but looked away from her holopad long enough to see the Havikka doctor struggle to even reach her doorpad. Abigail frowned a little. She closed whatever it was that she was running on that holopad and typed a few words onto the screen before re-opening the program. Her lips moved ever so slightly as she read whatever results came off it and she nodded to herself, brows creasing with frustration. She hardly noticed when the Havikka exited but did turn to face her once she started up a conversation.

“Afternoon miss,” Abigail responded politely. She set the holopad aside to give the ship’s doctor her full attention - it beeped as it turned off, becoming a mere slab of transparent plastic once she let go of it. “I don’t think you got a chance to even introduce yourself back there, nobody really did...that’s the captain for you though. I’m Abigail.” She held a hand out for the Havikka to shake - notably, she held it at a height that Mdazi could actually reach. It didn’t even seem forced. In fact, Abigail was peering at Mdazi’s door from time to time with a frown.

“We did a whole module on the flaws in human-centric ship design at the university I went to,” Abigail mused miserably, “and the best engineers this empire has to offer didn’t even [i]consider[/i] that any extra-terrestrial would be on this crew? I guess the empire’s always been a little racist. Anyway, I’ve made a note to go around and make sure you’ve got as much access to this ship as anyone else. And before you complain,” she held a finger up and smirked, “I’m pretty sure the shower handles are even higher up than the door lock. So it’s a matter of the upmost importance. Besides, this ship’s so shiny and new that I probably won’t have much to do until I get enough data on how it works out in space, so I’ve got time.”

Abigail glanced up at the hatch. She seemed to have a way of talking, as if her stream of consciousness was more of a white-water river and you end up swept up in her ramblings. At least she spoke her mind. “Also ignore whatever that Saigyo girl was on about earlier. I think you’d probably be a better medic than most humans. No doubt you had to study from the very basics and work your way up; even women like Saigyo kind of know where their brain is meant to be…ah, shit. I’m going off on a rant again. Sorry!” Abigail chuckled nervously, rubbing the back of her neck. “I don’t even think I asked for your name. Oh god, how rude of me. I’m just really excited for this mission, that’s all.”