<strong>Mari Prescott</strong><br/><br/>She didn't see the man until it was too late, and when she ran into him, she grunted from the impact. She fell to the ground on her butt, and her skirt flew up a bit to land around her thighs. Groaning as she felt her head swim, she looked up and remembered him as the man she was "assigned" to. Breathing hard, she shook her head.<br/><br/>"No. I was not looking for you. I was looking for a way back to the captain's quarters. My friend is being tortured by him!"<br/><br/>She was obviously upset as she attempted to stand.