Jim pulled up a complaint and frowned at it, closing his eyes as he picked the man in his mind. "Richardson..." Science, shorter man with a goatee. Something about... wait, this should have gone to Spock anyway. Jim sent it quickly in Spock's direction in amusement. "I'm not worried about speed, other than making sure it gets done reasonably. Just want it done right the first time."
It was one of the little ways he hoped to make his crew happier. If things were given, shifted, moved, whatever was needed within reason then it would make five years of being together on this ship easier.
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Date: 2010-09-23 01:32 pm (UTC)It was one of the little ways he hoped to make his crew happier. If things were given, shifted, moved, whatever was needed within reason then it would make five years of being together on this ship easier.