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

[color=silver]Current Deployment:[/color] Venus
[color=silver]Current Time:[/color] 15:42, Earth Standard Time, 2207.[/center]

“Finn, what're you-ooooh.” Abigail had never been in the security room as of yet, and the myriad of screens, projectors and buttons in such a cramped space had immediately distracted her from her original intentions. Snapping out of it, she continued “what're you downloading into the ship's system? I don't mind people uploading stuff into their own personal terminals but you've let yourself into all the security cameras and sensors - not to mention there's a huge file that's been put in the system. I'm not deliberately being nosy, it's just part of the job to make sure we don't get a virus or get hacked…”

Slightly startled by Abigail’s sudden appearance Finn blinked and severed his connection to the outer cameras, “Oh sorry bout that Abi, I should've said before. I only connected m’self to the outer cameras so I could ‘see’ what was going on outside the ship.” He said punctuating his words by tapping his right eyelid twice causing his eye to temporarily reveal the camera that existed instead of an actual eye. “As for your mystery file” he grabbed the hologram from behind him and gestured for Abigail to sit next to him and take a look.

“Oh right, of course, you’re the navigator,” Abigail responded, tapping her forehead with the base of her palm. “Yeah, I only ever get half the story when I look at things through the system - without, y’know, actively prying into other people’s business. I wonder if Mdazi’s capable of repairing cybernetics, then - God knows I can’t do it. Too small, y’know?” She peered at Finn’s robotic eye with a look of intrigue but, upon realising that she was staring, she quickly and politely averted her gaze. When Finn pulled out the hologram Abigail murmured an awestruck “Je-sus [i]Christ[/i]...”, peering at the star-map with childlike wonderment. She sat down and squinted at it. “Where are we, then, in all of this?”

Finn smiled as he saw Abigail’s face, it was the same one which always lit up people's faces when they saw a star-map for the first time. Using his fingers to zoom the map in he pointed at a small star at the edge of the projection “We are here” he said, the area he had just pointed out changing to a yellow colour in order to stand out. “Though some people have tried to spread out beyond our star the majority of us are all on this little spec.” Finn zoomed the map in further so that it now only included sol and a handful of nearby systems, this revealed Finn's extensive notes on the area with little lines and bubbles of various colours, representing territory and trade routes, materialising alongside Finn's messy handwriting making the map look almost kaleidoscopic.

“My god, we're so tiny against all this…” Abigail's eyes flickered excitedly over the map. “This is my first time in space, you know. Well. Not first time ever, I sat in the hull of a shipment freight as we moved house, but this is my first proper time on a spaceship.” Abigail’s expression turned pensive, her voice went quiet. “It's actually pretty scary. I've been practicing for decades now, my work’s significantly better than people my age - and that's not even me bragging, there's statistics and everything behind it - but you muck up just once and half the ship gets sucked out into space.” She rubbed her chin thoughtfully. “That said, the chances of it actually happening are minimal - engineers make ships to be idiot-proof from top to bottom.”

“Ha-ha, I guess we're opposites then. I've only properly been on a planet twice and I still don't know a thing about engineering. Anyhow I'm sure you'll do a fine job; I've been in ships which try to tear themselves to pieces with engineers which don't know a nut from a bolt, so with a nice ship like this and an engineer like you we’ll be doing more than fine.” Finn smiled warmly and clapped Abigail on the shoulder, then seeing the ship rapidly approaching its destination on the console beside him decided to wrap up. “You should take a proper look at the stars if you haven't already, I grew up in them and I still don't get tired of the view… Actually remind me to show you my helmet when we take off again.” That said he slowly got up and started shutting off the console he was using.

“You’ve got your own suit? Damn,” Abigail looked impressed. She also noticed how swiftly the ship was approaching their destination and stood up. “I’m hoping once I get a breather tonight, I’ll call my mum and take a look at the stars properly. Until then, there’s work to be done. Thanks for clearing things up, Finn - I’ll see you around.” Abigail stood up and, with the increasingly-familiar restlessness that seems to follow Abigail’s every movement, she skipped out of the room and down the corridor.