<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>Her bunk, after the crew's dinner on Shadow<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Sue<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Slipping into her bunk, Keri closed the door and found herself leaning against it, eyes closed and with her heart racing in her chest. All through dinner she'd felt a growing tension, a sense of anticipation and had barely been able to look at Sue. She couldn't help but to wonder if he'd actually show up to collect on  their challenge, or if he'd simply leave her waiting. From the way he'd kissed her before leaving the Bridge to help with the unloading, she doubted he'd leave her waiting...or at least that he'd leave her waiting long. She could easily see him being a tease and making her wait until she thought she'd be crazy with the wondering.<br/><br/>Drawing a deep breath she pushed away from her door and looked around her bunk. Like all of them it was rather small but it was<em>hers</em>. She had plenty of room to spread out on the Bridge, what was in here was intimate, pieces of her that others rarely saw. A picture of her mother on the dresser. Star charts (gifts from her father) taped to the walls and marked showing where she'd made corrections to, to account for stellar drift, showing that while not formally educated, there was an excellent mind inside her head. Small carvings lined up on a shelf, each growing gradually better, showing her skill when it came to finding natural shapes in the pieces of wood she'd pick up on random planets. If the Bridge was her home, this was her sanctuary.<br/><br/>And she'd agreed to let someone into it.<br/><br/>With another breath she settled onto her bed (the only piece of furniture in the room you could sit on) and crossed her legs, settling into a half lotus and just leaning back against the wall behind her. Being planetside there was none of the small humming through the metal that was so common when in the Black but that didn't stop her from seeking calm from the presence of the ship anyway. Focusing on her breathing, she tried to push down her nerves, and simply be in the moment. In each breath. And she tried<em>not</em>to think of might, or might not, happen when Sue was finished cleaning up after the others finished their meal.