from the mess to the CIC 0805<br/><br/>Her head thunk'd on the table.  Adjutant Ownah?  How could she assist him when she could barely face him after waking so cozy-warm under his blanket not an hour ago.  Sighing, she pushed the memory to the back of her mind - she'd think about the possibilities of how and why later - and rose to get a tray with a coffee, slices of fruit, and freshly toasted bread.  When Kiri went to Kol's cabin the night before, she was only have dressed, so would be walking into (onto?) the CIC looking rather casual in a light blue dress blouse and skirt, the black knee high boots two exclamation points under the bareness of her legs.  With any luck, he'd be too distracted to care and at least she'd show up bearing him a bit of breakfast, certain he'd skipped it earlier.<br/><br/>Then she was right there where he was; her body did things inside that made her eyes go wide with surprise though she was able to recover before he turned to notice.  "Excuse me, Admiral Kol.  I thought you might need a bite to eat before the morning is over."<br/><br/><br/>