Captain Airi—her head lying on a book in her office—was murmuring in her sleep and blushing.  The only coherent phase to pass her lips is, “Oh  my lady, if it pleases you.”  At the sound of her own voice she wakes up in a startled manner.  Looking around, she notices that day has broken.  Without fixing her hair she grabs her staff and picks up a satchel.  She places the book the she’d slept on within and moved frantically.  Her free hands begin to twirl a long, white piece of cloth.  Gathering her own reiatsu.  She mutters the words, “sentan hakuja.”  The cloth surrounding her tightens around her form and she disappears.<br/><br/>Shortly after the spell went off, she appears in a flurry of white cloth behind the captain commander.  She steps towards him and trips, tangled in the white clothe.  She falls to the ground, her staff just out of reach.  Her limbs and ample chest are tangled in the white cloth.<br/><br/>“Forgive my lateness, Megumi-san.  I fell asleep in my research.”  Airi squirms a bit, looking rather absurd in her sleep disheveled hair.  Her eyes still glassy.  Half asleep, and trapped by the compent for her own spell.<br/><br/>“How may I be of assistance, Megumi-san.” She asked, trying to put on an air of dignity despite the ridiculous situation she finds herself in.