Rina wandered, or more accurately floated, into the lounge, her sandal-clad feet a few centimeters off the ground. When in the base, she appeared to anyone using a datachip as she did on the rare occasions she manifested in this world physically, but translucent and surrounded by a faint aura. She'd spent some time with Theta perfecting the program that allowed her to appear and the delay between whatever movements she cared to make and her speaking was minimal. Looking to be in her early 20s, she was a petite Japanese woman with long, dark hair, dressed in a neat, mid-thigh-length skirt and a pretty blouse.<br/><br/>She smiled at her co-workers and said pleasantly, "Good afternoon..."