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"Just means you sink faster is all." A little chuckle with that one. Though that died out to a simple expression of a raised eyebrow as his them went into a comparison and example type situation. "Well...that was rather vivid." A shake of her head. "What you think you living with me is going to get my mind off work? I think you should have a look at my priority list."

But she got up, following him over to one of those security terminals, crossing her arms again to support the one...she should of grabbed a sling. "You just use that system for everything don't you?" A sigh. "I suggest you start with Envision living quarters, then check out Impression. He hangs out there too I believe."

"Dominion over my room? James, there's not a lot to take dominion over, in case you didn't notice the first time. What you're going to be kind of the left side of the room? You can have the kitchen however." She smiled and brushed back a few strands of hair.

Then she just stared at him a moment. "You know, I think I should be afraid of you and I should take apart things in my room like I did my intercom that linked into GODD as well. Disruption to no end."

Though she watched the screen, looking for a pink haired upset Erik. Where was that man? "Hm, what he do? Walk off Fleet or something?" Really, he usually wasn't this hard to locate.

Right...okay she was indeed going to be taking apart her camra...and unplugging her computer. She shook her head, this man was just amazing really...and note to her don't get on his bad side because he literally had the capability to do the worst damage of any kind to someone. Freaky.

But she looked at the codes, searching for Erik's. Yes, she knew his ID code as well as he knew hers. In fact they pretty much knew a lot of access information about each other, partly because they worked so close together. "Mm...there. That's his." The location? Seemed Erik had accessed the firing range on Ingenuity. "He's probably blowing off steam if he's there."

"Curiosity often douses morals. Even in those who hold them in the highest regard." She rolled her eyes and let him take to leading her around again, arm once again around her waist. Seemed he liked to hold on there when they walked. Then a surprised look to James. "You don't? I think he looks rediculous. Though I'm sure once everyone goes to bed he'll be making a trip out to get his hair fixed. Easy enough, but he has his pride."

"Backslash 478? What's that gonna do? Send you a little warning shock?" That would actually be kind of funny in the total look at things. But she logged that away, easy enough to remember since it was in computer lingo and had numbers, she just remembered that stuff the best.

Though she had an actual laugh next. "His inner child had bright pink hair? I wouldn't call him a big baby, maybe a fussy mischievous toddler, but not a baby. Even his inner child is too independent."

Erik jumped and whirled around, a none too happy look on his face at all. "You two again. Let me guess, you have nothing better to do, right? Good lord, do I have to go back to work to get away from the one who's restricted from it and thus her boyfriend will leave me alone too?"

He powered down his gun and crossed his arms. "Everyone on Fleet has one who is involved in security measures. I just don't go flashing my around too much and barely have it on me, for your information Mr. Cannon."

Erik rolled his eyes as James apparently went to showing off. "It was the first time someone's played an actual prank on me." He clicked his tongue once, shifting his weight to one leg. "You know if you're trying to impress her, she's not into that whole good marksman thing." A look to Jelena who had her arms crossed and that look that said 'I'm right here you know', to which he only smirked at her.

Oh yeah, those two would be clashing for a bit and be sensitive to each other. But it wasn't like the first time it occurred either. Eventually they would get caught up in work and forget what they were mad at each other for. "Oh stop it Erik, it's not like you're competing with him for my affections. And just so you know your hair did give me a laugh and as I've been told it's what I need right now.'

"So you aren't Mister Perfect, that's encouraging." And as Jelena had, Erik's reaction to the toaster information was a raised eyebrow of 'how did that work?'. Though also like Jelena he didn't ask. And he was about to shake James hand then, deciding he didn't want to get one James bad side, but just as that handshake started it slowed abruptly and then stopped. "Get moved in?" A look over to Jelena now.

She looked back and shrugged...then cringed. Bad thing to do. Worst part was she couldn't tell if James was being serious or not about this whole living together things. Sometimes that man was just hard to read...usually at the points in time where you really wanted to read him.

"Oh."

They both said that at the same time, okay so now the toaster thing made sense and it was easy to see on both their faces that they were going through that in their heads and coming up with a conclusion that was okay to go with. Scientists.

"Well good, I don't need you hanging around her than much. Next thing you know she's getting lazy and fat, and not doing her work. Or sitting around doing the minor things while she runs the rest of us ragged." Then a snicker. "And that disorganization I fear goes right down to her genes."

Jelena looked slightly offended. "Did you just call me fat? Or getting fat for that matter?" Of course not high maintainers but like any woman, Jelena did possess those few generic traits. "And I already run you all ragged, I run myself ragged as well. Stop complaining you fussy man."