<div class="floatright">(http://www.menshairstyles.net/d/57924-6/Man+long+medium+curly+and+wavy+haircut+in+blonde+and+light+brown+and+side+bangs.JPG)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Adrian Levan<br/><strong>Age:</strong>27<br/><strong>Role:</strong>Radio expert and codebreaker<br/><strong>Currently:</strong>The radio room with Arielle.<br/><hr/><br/>Adrian approached the girl. "Well, I'm not a rapist, either. But I suppose I am quite turned as well, as you noticed." he said, as his hips pressed into her knees. He looked into her face as he let his hands slid up her legs, curling around and grabbing her ass as he hoisted her body up towards him, and his mouth approached hers...<br/><br/>Then the message came in from the internal radio. Adrian had an instinctive reaction to respond to emergency broadcasts, so he was abruptly shaken out of his action. Smirking, he put Arielle down, "Looks like today isn't your lucky day." Despite his smirk and jest, he was a bit downfallen as well, though he tried not to show it. Still, he forced himself away from her to the communication device, and respond with a short, "On it, sir." There were times to disobey authority, but this certainly wasn't one of them.<br/><br/>"Now, that, is our plan of action." he said, as he picked up a bag that contained a portable radio kit. The signal was powerful on the device, but they were pretty far out from land. Either way, it was all he could get in a hurry, and it should be enough. As he packed up the bag, he turned around to face Arielle again, "Ready to leave these goddamn sailors?"