As she stepped off the boat Kelly could feel her new boots warping around her feet. She'd taken Dr. Grant's advice and soaked them properly to shape them to her feet before leaving on the trip, but the tropical heat of the island already had her thick hiking socks soaked through and she almost felt like she was wading onto the dock. Hoisting her packs up onto her shoulders, and grabbing her laptop carry-all with its myriad collection of connecting wires to make sure she could hook up to practically any hardware they came across, Kelly headed over to the only person who didn't seem to be busily unloading cargo off the ship.

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[color=cc6600]"Is that gonna be a problem?"[/color] Kelly asked Owen as she came up behind him, nodding up at the storm clouds over head. She was no expert on the weather but they didn't seem like the kind of thing she normally saw back in Bakersfield. As she waited for a reply the computer geek quickly checked out Owen's butt. It was nice and tight and along with the rest of him the trainer looked like the kind of guy who occasionally drew the girl's attention, when she wasn't barking up other trees.