Date: 2010-09-23 12:52 pm (UTC)
Jim looked up from the console and grinned at the sight of her. Okay, so maybe he hadn't been all that keen on the idea of a yeoman to begin with, but right now she was a sight for sore eyes. "Just the woman I was looking for. I'm drowning and I need your help." He kept it light, teasing. It would just take time to get out from under the mass of paperwork and messages and how the hell did someone even manage to DO that on a ship like this sort of things.
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