<div class="floatleft">(http://www.sexybootsrule.com/sigs/mystrissfreya150x200.jpg)  </div><br/><br/><strong>Name~</strong>Freya<br/><br/><strong>When~</strong>September 15, mid afternoon<br/><br/><strong>Tagging~</strong>Akira<br/><br/><strong>Side Note~</strong><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Akira’s movement snapped her eyes onto his approach, there was a glint that easily could have been a trickery of the light; gone in a literal flash.  Another plant, this one already seeking information, but it seemed to be innocuous information...  Very well. She would play the game.  “Indeed it is,” she smiled, trying her best to tamp down the faint predatory hiss in her voice and achieving a harsh purr that quickly flattened out, “Lord.”  She tacked on the final word with a faint pause, testing him.  “A…<em>friend</em>suggested I stop by sometime,” she smirked at the irony of her words; Dr. Yameia was as much a friend as a counter intelligence agent back home had been, it almost brought a chuckle.  The DCCI had been well known to be rife with corruption, interaction with them was always a matter of survival.  It was a rather similar situation here, though the threat of death didn’t hang so heavy with the scientists.<br/><br/>Reaching out she lifted his hand up to her heated lips.  The custom was so stunted it felt awkward as she fought down the habitual urge to run her free hand up his arm.  There were so few receptor epithelium’s on the lips that the act was utterly pointless.  She turned to other senses instead; he was chill and he smelled delicious, her tongue flicked out instinctively, barely tapping his skin before she let his hand go and straightened up. Quite delicious…  His temperature seemed human, the look seemed human, even the taste seemed human…  Yet…  A subtle shift was seen in her eyes, a movement of faint color somewhere beneath the silvery irises and the opaque black orbs of her pupils; the reflection cast in her eyes drawn to atoms as she studied him a bit more intently.  He didn’t seem an illusion, didn’t seem bio-mechanical, but he didn’t seem exactly human either. She wasn’t quite sure what to make of him.<br/><br/>Her eyebrow quirked upward faintly coloring her otherwise benign expression.  They’d really pulled out all the stops this time.  She was amused, vexed to be sure, but still amused with the depths at which they were attempting to cover their tracks.