[center][h1][b][color=6ecff6]Jaime Bishop[/color][/b][/h1][/center]
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Jaime ran and ran and ran, then he ran some more. That vehicle was his only salvation and... Oh my god, the woman popping her head out was the most gorgeous thing Jaime had ever seen on the face of this earth! That skin, that hair, that can do badass attitude he could see in her eyes! Damn that was so caliente! The woman fired a bullet passed Jaime, which whizzed uncomfortably close to Dick before braining a walker. She nearly shot Dick, and he could feel himself falling in love on the spot.

And then she died. Wait, what? NO! Jaime's guardian angel had come from the heavens to protect and rescue him! She can't just be... Just be gone! Just like that?! The horrific sight affected his pace. He slowed down just enough that Dick ran right passed him and into the vehicle. Jaime's mind was swimming with terror and fear. He just couldn't understand. His hot latina goddess gone before he even knew her... Jaime forced his mind back into the present, the now. Survival. Survival above all else.

He rushed toward the vehicle, picking up the pace once he had seen that Dick pulled out his gun, and what's more that the driver was black. Oh shit. Jaime had been around Dick long enough to know that that probably wasn't going to go well, so he kicked into full on sprint and dove into the open vehicle, as much for the driver's protection as his own. He spared a single glance back at Dexter making his own way.

[color=6ecff6]"You've got this, amigo! Vomonos!"[/color]