<div class="floatright">(http://ilarge.lisimg.com/image/6821125/1000full-fiona-bergson.jpg)</div><br/>“Okay, I’ll try.” She said as she closed her eyes and relaxe, forcing herself to relax and breath slowly. She tried to ignore the scent of the lotion that had triggered her panic attack. She recalled the scent of cinnamon and apple from Syn’s shampoo and the memory filled in the other blanks.<br/><br/>The construct shifted as the memory replayed in Alex’s mind. All around them the room shifted at his subconscious mind built the scene she had entered. There was a clear ‘wall’ that showed the limits of the construct room. The heat of the Caribbean sun, the scent of salt water spray and the cry of sea gulls flying over head. Her outfit shifted to a bikini thong and nothing elsr but her piercings in her navel, nipples and ears. Alex’s eyes flew open as she covered her bare chest as her face flushed redder still. The glistening skin and environment was amazingly life like.<br/><br/>“Oops, seems I’ve picked up her autobiographic recall at least.” She said as she created a robe to cover up and nodded at his questions about the Malice upgrade. “The upgrade is designed to insert a gene pattern but completely overwrite your own. If I recall what my brother said it is like you are a mix of your genes and hers. You’d be your own kid sort of. The trick is trying to get the nanite upgrade to replace your X chromosome not your Y chromosome.”