<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Blondes/js1-1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Keridwyn "Keri" Jones<br/><strong>Occupation:</strong>Pilot<br/><strong>Location:</strong>the Bridge<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Sue<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Keri had to admit, there was a small sense of satisfaction at the look on his face when she first told him "No". It was slightly spiteful, and she knew it, but it was there and it was outweighed by the humor she felt when he realized that she was telling him he couldn't watch because she expected him to<em>do</em>. The smile on his face was far more gratifying anyway.<br/><br/>And then he started talking.<br/><br/>She almost told him that he didn't owe her any explanations but he never gave her the chance to get a word in edgewise. He kept going like he knew if that if he stopped she'd cut him off and not let him finish. She didn't know if it was something he realized he had done or not, but it was clever on his part even if it was subconscious. If he had done anything else, she never would have listened to it all.<br/><br/>And he wouldn't have gotten to see the look of surprise and incredulity that crossed her face when he ask for her help! Her eyes flashed wide and her jaw literally dropped open and closed a couple times while no sound came out because she simply couldn't think of gorram thing to say to that. What did she really know about teenage girls? Granted she'd been one, but she hadn't been like Sophie! All she'd been interested in was flying and nav charts, getting any chance to sit a cockpit or Bridge that she could scrounge up. Boys had been on her radar, but only barely, and hadn't held the slightest candle to her love of flying.<br/><br/><em>"Uh, would you mind kind of standing behind me while I fly her?  This ain't no shuttle or mule and I'd feel better if you talked me through it."</em><br/><br/>Back to business. Business was good, business she could cope with. Business didn't include some barely adult teenage nymphette that someone wanted her to help them with. Getting up from the couch she moved to stand behind him, her hands resting on the back of the chair while she watched him go through the pre-flight like it was second nature.<br/><br/>"She may not be a shuttle or mule, but for this milk run the ideas are all the same. I'd be surprised if you couldn't do this in your sleep as much practice as you've had with the shuttle and the mule. If I had question one in my mind about your ability Sue, your ass would be over on the couch watching," she said with a soft chuckle before giving his shoulder a gentle squeeze.<br/><br/><em>"Looks like you got some sun while you were planetside, Keri.  I like it.  Keep it up and maybe you'll have my own skin tone."</em><br/><br/>"Never!" she said with a laugh and leaned forward slightly, her chest pressing against his back as she slid her arm forward to compare her lightly tanned skin to his darker hue. "You'll always win the melanin race and you, lucky bastard, won't end up with a bunch of tan lines like these," she added and pulled the collar of her shirt to the side slightly to reveal the thin line of pale flesh left by the strap of the bra she'd been sunbathing in.<br/><br/>Glancing at the controls once more she nodded and flashed him a grin, "It all looks good. Soon as the Captain gives the word, you're a go."<br/><br/>