<div class="floatleft">(http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y112/shit_brick/Character%20Pix/IRL%20Women/Brunettes%20Western/4d6ddc57a16b6_tiny.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Jaimie Rickshaw<br/><strong>Role:</strong>Distracting Babe, the brunette one.<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Radio Room<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Adrian Levan<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Jaimie followed Mcheath through the submarine without a word. She was too upset to say anything.  The most she could do was muster a thank you and a half-hearted smile when the officer left her with her assigned partner.  Jaimie didn't look immediately at the officer, she took in a deep breath then took a good look around the room.<br/><br/>The radio room was just as cold and dark as the rest of the submarine.  Jaimie, barefoot and dressed in a thin sundress, looked very much out of place in this steel and electronics.<br/>Jaimie looked to the man that Mcheath referred to as Adrian.  He was younger than she thought he would be, she was expecting another Hawk or Harding.  Was it just her or did this man even look..naughty?<br/><strong>"I'm Jaimie Rickshaw."</strong>Jaimie said, obviously anxious, and agitated about the whole situation.  Regardless, she took his hand and gave it a firm shake.  Jaimie noted how much bigger his hand was from hers.  Suddenly she knew he could overpower her easily if he wanted to.  In an attempt to hide a shiver, Jaimie turned on her heel, skirt fluttering, and looking around the room.  She might as well have been looking at hieroglyphics.<br/><strong>"I..know nothing about radios."</strong>Jaimie said, squinting at the wires and dials.  Quickly she turned to him and added,<strong>"But I'm willing to learn.  Uhm, where do we start?"</strong>Jaimie said with a nervous smile.  She refused to lose to Hawkes and his stupid game, she was not going to be useless.