<div class="floatleft">(http://rebzombie.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/05/the-front-line-Kim-Ok-Bin.jpg)</div><strong>Name: Sukhee Choi<br/>Nationality:  American<br/>Class/Skill Set: Mechanic<br/>Location:  Motor Pool<br/></strong><br/>“Yes sir,” Private Choi grunted as she slid out from under the Humvee. She was well aware of the Sergeants lecherous stares and had felt his eyes on her ever since she had been assigned to this unit but managed to play it off so far, neither enticing or antagonizing the Sergeant who, despite his seemingly unsavory nature, seemed to be nice and professional enough, all things considered. Plus, in a tight spot, maybe his affinity for her would be to her benefit sometime, especially if the bullets started snapping past their heads again even though they had returned home.<br/><br/>Following the Sergeant and their Canadian companion, she dusted off the drier bits of grime that was clinging to her clothing, knowing there was still a fair amount of grease caking her hands and decided to give it a quick wash so she wouldn’t be leaving black hand prints on everything she touched, though her hands would still be obviously oil stained. Though dirty and a bit sweaty from working whilst trapped in the hold of the vessel, she managed to keep the noticeable grease stains either on her hands, or a bit of a smudge on the tip of her nose, when she took too close of a gander at the engine at one point.<br/><br/>“Think I’m presentable?” she asked the Sergeant informally, as she stood in an olive drab tee shirt and a pair of civilian issue, forest green cargo pants she likely ‘found’ back in Europe. Her kicks however were still standard Army issue however, as her boots almost looked oversized on her skinny, toned, alabaster legs as she followed the two of them.