<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>Bridge, then Galley<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Everyone<br/><br/><hr/><br/><em>"Thank you, ma'am.  I'm actually pretty good in other rooms, too."  I gave her a wink.  I noticed her glossy lips, which made me lick my own.  "So what's your name, darlin'?  And have you happened to see our pilot anywhere?"  I looked at her dress and the way it hugged her body, then looked Keri in the eyes.  My eyebrows raised and I nodded like I like what I saw.</em><br/><br/>The comments made Keri laugh softly and do a small spin for Sue's benefit. The soft lace of her dress hugged her curved in all the right places while the bare feet gave her an air of innocence despite the teasing nature of the lace. Turning to face the cook once more she flashed a grin at him, her eyes teasing and daring at the same time, "Big words, what ever will you do when you're called on to prove them?"<br/><br/>Once everyone was settled she flashed a grin at Lance, Richard, and Phil. All of whom she liked, though she did want to give Lance a kick in the butt sometimes when something needed to be repaired and he seemed to be dragging his feet about it. She needed him to keep the engine turning so she could keep the boat flying. She might have said something to them, but, by then, the back and forth between the Captain and the Companion was in full swing and instead she simply glanced at them and rolled her eyes.<br/><br/><em>Couldn't they give it a rest for one meal?</em><br/><br/>With a bowl in front of her and the vibrations of<em>The Line</em>tickling her feet, Keri was in a fantastic mood. A mood she thought nothing could spoil...a thought that was quickly proved wrong. The tension between the Captain and Serenity was annoying but would have been tolerable if that had been the only problem at the table. Sadly it wasn't. While she joined everyone else in their toast, she only sipped at her champagne because she didn't drink much, she noticed that the Captain's hand never came above the table and rolled her eyes. It was clear Mya was trying to act as if nothing was happening but since none of them were idiots they all knew it was. It was such a crass thing to do at the table and while the Captain was certainly free to play whatever games he wanted with his slave and his indentured servant, Keri was neither and felt no need to be forced to watch.<br/><br/>With her appetite spoiled and her temper already rising, the Captain's chastising them like a group of children was enough to make it bubble over. The man had<em>no</em>cause to caution her against drinking on the bridge. Hell in the last eight months he'd seen her drink all of twice at all...counting the few sips she'd just taken! It wasn't bad enough to snipe at Serenity while the rest were at dinner, or to be playing with the doc like she was some sort of toy and expect the rest to watch and remain silent, not he thought to tell her how best to do her own damned job as well!<br/><br/>It was a reminder of why she so rarely bothered to come down the Galley to eat with everyone.<br/><br/>Pushing her still, mostly, full bowl away she stood. The teasing that had been in her eyes when she'd come into the Galley was gone, replaced with simmering anger, disapproval, and an extreme level of annoyance. At her side, her fingers twitched slightly, clearly seeking the comfort of the dagger she usually wore, but that had been left in her bunk when she'd changed. She wouldn't have used it on anyone, but when she was out of sorts it was a touchstone, it calmed her to know it was there and now it wasn't...which only made her more tense.<br/><br/>Glancing to Sue she gave him a small nod before speaking her voice tight with reproach, though not for Sue, "Sue my apologies, but I've lost my appetite. I feel no need to continue sitting here while being chastised like a child for something I had no part in, while the person doing the chastising expects me to just ignore his below the table antics. Since I've got interest in watching the doctor cum at the table, I'll be heading back to the bridge. Anyone who doesn't plan on acting like a feh feh pi goh* can feel free to come up and play cards later."<br/><br/>Turning on her heel she stalked toward the doorway with a predatory grace given by the type of anger the petite pilot rarely let show. Pausing she turned, her eyes snapping to the Braxton's, not bothering to hide her anger with him, or the fact that she blamed him for spoiling her good mood, "And if you expect to take a shift at the control panel...wash your hands first.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>*Feh feh pi goh = a baboons asscrack