<div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">Smooth, deep breaths were drawn into Si-donie’s (http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lc37m7WsqD1qz4yvto1_500.jpg) perfectly still body that sat in lotus position on the bed, small hands resting in her lap. Her head was lowered, eyes open as if to stare at her dainty fingers, heavy curtain of silken red hair spilling over her shoulders to hide her pale features. <br/><br/>Each skimmer had their own way of projecting though most every other skimmer chose the comfort of lying down on the comfortable beds to close their eyes and simply seem to fall asleep. Not her. The stiff straightness of her back and the rather uncomfortable position of each foot resting on the opposite thigh were her preference. She had actually requested a thin mat on the floor in the beginning but it had been denied and no amount of petitioning the supervisors gained her what she wanted, the reasoning for the denial never given. Still, it was uncomfortable enough that she gradually accepted the bed and made due with it.<br/><br/>The ‘mission’ was easy, just like the last few had been. Scare the crap out of the target group that had taken up residence in a house. Nothing difficult, she could play like a vengeful spirit with no difficulty and found it rather like playing instead of working.  But, like all things, even play time came to an end and she knew that staying too long would cause problems.<br/><br/>A sharp breath was sucked in when her spirit slid back into the shell of her body, the ever so small twitch of her hands telling that she was back within the mortal coil once more. The obligatory moment of adapting and dealing with the rush of sensations coming from her body and her head started to lift while the painful tingling from her legs and now stiff muscles in her back enough to curl her lips into a faint smile that waned a little when dark brown eyes landed on the male sitting beside her bed with Nina, confusion reigning on why he was giving report at her bed.<br/><br/>She knew nothing out of the ordinary had happened with her projection so there was no reason for staff to be there and that left the questions of who was he and why was he at her bed. The conversation between the two was allowed to go on without her interruption, dainty feet working to slide off her thighs so she could stretch out cramping muscles. It was only after Nina had left that she let her full attention settle onto the man, head cocking to the left curiously while light glinted off the silver hoop in the corner of her bottom lip.<br/><br/>Truth be told, she didn’t know many other projectors despite being an employee for some time now and being approached by one had her a bit off kilter. “ ‘allo.” One word and her accent was heavy enough that one could walk on it, a delicate purr of sound from her lips that was only slightly strained by the pain the muscles of her body was experiencing.</span></div>