(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/2b6d4b82-ee87-4cd8-acc5-78fce3d1386c_zps0804c722.jpg)<br/><hr/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Samantha Jamieson<br/><strong>Location:</strong>USS Georgetown<br/><strong>Addressing:</strong>Ilya G. Faustin<br/><hr/><br/><em>"Chyort voz'mi! I'm so sorry, let me help you with that!"</em><br/><br/>Sam was actually still blinking in surprise and trying to figure out what had just happened when the man she'd run right into started picking up papers that had scattered all over the floor! It was the sight of the papers, her medical files, that got her moving more than anything. Instantly she was grateful that most of the files had metal tabs to help hold the papers inside the appropriate folders, so very few loose pages had actually hit the floor, but that didn't stop there from being a mess of folders now scattered before her and a few loose sheets of notepaper that she was going to have to try and piece back into the proper folders.<br/><br/>"No need to apologize. If I'd been watching where I was walking, instead of trying to get caught up on medical files and walking at the same time, I would have seen you and been able to sidestep appropriately. Since the fault is most likely my own, I'll apologize to<em>you</em>and thank you for the help in picking up my mess," she added as she stood upright and held out an arm toward the man before her, clearly expecting him to had her her files.<br/><br/>As she waited a light of recognition flashed through her eyes as well and she found herself rattling off without really thinking of it, Lt. Ilya G. Faustin. Sketchy medical record from the Russian government which, in my experience, means more about something they<em>don't</em>want you to know, than about what's there. United Allies records are far more thorough and there's nothing in them to indicated a necessary visit to the Infirmary in the near future, barring injury of course," she added almost as an afterthought and then blinked and shook her head, her eyes rolling up as she realized she'd been speaking about the man as if he were a<em>file</em>instead of a person.<br/><br/>With a rueful expression she shook her head once more and fought down a blush that wanted to creep up her cheeks, "And I owe you another apology. Your file happened to be the one I was reading when we ran into each other and putting a real person with a file helps cement the information in my head. It's not so weird when I do it during an actual exam, I promise. I'm Dr. Samantha Jamieson," she added before juggling her files into one arm and this time holding her hand out to shake in a proper introduction.