<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/>Surprised and hopeful<br/><hr/><br/>She too, like Holland saw no point in attacking the Hawk in his territory.  The captain had made it very clear that she and her friends had no power while they were on his vessel.  After his insane display, the sudden kindness he threw on them was more than welcome.  Satisfied with his answers, Jaimie gave the man a tight, haughty nod.<br/><strong>"Understood, captain."</strong>Jaimie said, stiff with both anxiety and determination to keep on a brave face.  Jaimie held Yoko's hand as a silent signal to her friend that, 1, she needed to calm down, and, 2, she was not alone.<br/><br/>When Hawkes turned to Ophelia, the calm facade Jaimie put up cracked slightly.  Jaimie was still afraid for her friend, and would waste no time in shrouding her friend in her jacket.  A good deal of the anxiety she felt melted away when Ophelia seemed calmer.<br/>Finally the Hawk would dismiss them.  Jaimie had had enough of that man, and she just wanted to leave knowing everyone was fully clothed and safe.