[B][U]Sinclair Estate Isle of Wright [/U][/B]

"Dame Sinclair again your government thanks you for your aid in the solution of these heinous crimes" says Deputy Assistant commissioner Wilton Hayes holding out his hand for her Lady to shake.
No sooner does she take his hand does the Deputy Assistant commissioner remember what she is capable of.

[B]Oh think nothing of it Mr. Hayes, after all it is my privilege and duty to the crown. Besides to know such a depraved individual is now under the care of the Yard is very satisfying [/B] says Elliot with a knowing smile

Mr. Hayes retrieves his hand as quickly as he can hoping that he didn't do anything in the past few days that might embarrass him. He fails to notice though that she is wearing gloves as flustered he says "We at the Yard could certainly use you on a permanent basis; with you on hand we'd have our entire case load empty of unsolved crimes"

[B]You know Mr. Hayes that is not the first time I've heard that and always my answer is that if I were to take such a post then your entire investigation department would simply become my researchers and aids. Also I can't be every where at once.[/B] giggles Elliot. 

They always ask her about working directly with them even though she has refused every time. She really couldn't blame them but she knew if she ever gave in they'd never give her any peace. She was also aware of how much fear she invoked in many because she could see into their pasts. People didn't like the chance that their dirty little secrets might see the light of day. 

She and Mr. Hayes talked for a short time afterwards till she saw him off and the man was relieved to do so.

Her secretary Margaret met her as she came back inside, in her hands the young woman had a stack of requests from almost every investigative group in the EU and from others around the world. She read each request and told Margaret which she required research on before she could render a decision on which case she might be willing to take on in the next month.

Then she went to her study where she saw dancing across the monitor's surface her private E-mail fairy icon. Smiling she sat down at her desk and opened the missive. She was instantly delighted when she saw who it was from, someone she'd met sometime ago. She'd almost given up hope that she'd ever see the lovely belle she'd first met in Yahzoo and even though it was a request for her ability still it would mean they work closely and who knew.

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[B][U]Cypress Unbound[/U][/B]

Cypress was dressed in skintight fabrics as she practiced her power skill pushing herself to beyond her limits. her performance and any of Stucorp's people who watched could see why Aperture Labs had hired her. Many who saw how she dressed jumped to the conclusion that Cypress was the type of girl who flaunted her body and she didn't mind that they did so. She in fact wished he suit could be like latex paint because the closer it fitted her the better her zero friction field could mold to her.

Her movements were lightning quick an he directional shifts defied the logic as she changed inertia as much as 180 in one movement while traveling at speeds in excess of 300 mph. Then she would just as suddenly come to a stop by objects weighing over 500 pounds and transfer all that directional inertia sending the target flying.

Cypress was a dynamo of endurance exercising her talent with all her passion, anger and will for nearly two hours. When she came to a stop she was flushed but her breathing normal. She thanked the StuCorp people who'd helped her set up her exercise session then checked the smart phone she'd been given.