<div class="floatleft">(http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/shit_brick/Character%20Pix/IRL%20Women/Brunettes%20Western/4d6ddc57a16b6_tiny.jpg)</div><br/>Jaimie Rickshaw<br/>On The USS Triton<br/>In the Captain's Quarters<br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Jaimie had no external reaction to the captain's implications that she and her friends were completely useless when separated from their fortune.  She had heard it all before.<br/>The man named Harden, who seemed to be the second in command, seemed to want to separate them from the rest of the ship and kept away like prisoners.  A part of Jaimie hated the idea, but then again she had no desire to see any of the men of the submarine anymore.  Maybe being kept far, far away wasn't such a bad idea.<br/><br/>Jaimie found the captain's sudden mood swing as phoney as his smiles.  The anger within her was still simmering, but this man was as terrifying as he was infuriating.  After having Ophelia, the most intimidating of them all, bound and gagged, and striking Yoko, Jaimie did not want to test what other kinds of outrages this madman was capable of.<br/>As the captain came towards them with instructions and papers, Jaimie put up the proudest and coldest air that she could.  Even while she was still visibly shivering and cheeks flushed, she held her chin up high.<br/>It was in that moment she would do what the captain wanted for now, but she going to try to regain any sort of dignity she could.  As long as there were no more pat-downs or stripping, Jaimie was sure she would not lose her cool again.<br/><br/>Then with the sound of scissors cut through the air, Jaimie's eyes widened with horror as she watched Ophelia's breasts fall free for everyone to see.  While she kept a straight face, her eyes were screaming and the paper crunched suddenly in her hands. Everything was going so wrong so fast.<br/>When she was finally able to tear her eyes away from Ophelia, she could not help but glare at the captain before submitting herself to Harden's care.