Angel put her magazine up and sat on the floor behind the machines.  She stretched her leg up and over her  head,  something she had been able to do since a young age, it was a way she kept limber,  like Yoga.   It was a good way to relax while she did laundry.    She put it down and lifted the other leg stretching it out.    She put herself in a straddle split and then stretched forward she then moved her legs back and stretched her back up.    When she had done that she rose and did a back walkover to a front split and then moved her body forward to get her foot in position and pushed to a front walkover and finally stood stretching her body from one side to the other.   She bent down and rose and there he was sitting down by the laundry machines.<br/><br/>"Hey Leon." she studied him.    He always seemed thoughtful and she always wondered what he was thinking.  "Where is your counterpart."   she usually saw the two together, then again that might be because they were all usually together on those rare days off.     She walked over, her small compact body had the fluid grace of a dancer, she seemed to flow before she sat in a chair one over.  She always gave anyone she was with space.   She never explained that but there were reasons.