12-29-2011, 02:58 AM
Codette nibbled furiously at her lower lip as she worked courses, and plotted times, measured distances and possible delays. Her curly hair was gaining black streaks from sticking quill pens into her pony tail when she needed her hands. The young woman was so focused on her work, she didn't even notice the man talking to her until he blocked her light.
Codettes caramel eyes flashed with a inner fire. "Not officially. The Captain is quite able to plot his own course, I just like to find alternative possibilities. Now would you be so kind as to leave me be."
|