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my purposes. This is my particular skill and one I had no idea I possessed until I left my home and entered the Citadel.”
    While she was in the machine, she continued to talk as a small gun rose from the machine and panned the room.
    “Control of mechanical objects is not an unknown skill, but actually keeping your consciousness inside it is a little different. I am inside the machine and moving it by its own means and methods. I can’t change its shape, and I, also, cannot phase my body into it. My body is vulnerable and unprotected. Any of you could go up and do anything from stabbing me to shaving my head and I am helpless. This is the exchange of the astral projection. You get massive travel abilities and your body could be murdered while you are gone, that is why the monitors are vital. Do not leave your body without them.”
    She resumed her body and removed the leads.
    The rest of the course was about insulating their minds and crafting a tether to keep them tied to their bodies.
    When the chime rang, she sighed in relief and thanked everyone for coming.
    N’kad came up to her and waited in line as the students pelted her with questions. When he stopped in front of her, he inclined his head. “Thank you. It answered many questions.”
    She smiled and blushed. “I am glad. I am off for lunch. Would you join me?”
    He sighed. “I regret that I have booked another class. Please excuse me. Thank you again for the informative morning.”
    He nodded again and headed down the aisle to the door.
    Simry sighed softly as she watched him go. Wide shoulders, a narrow waist and an intriguing backside made the view extremely entertaining. The tawny colouring of the suit enhanced the nearly nude factor of the suit, and her admiration would have been unremarkable if he hadn’t turned slowly in the doorway and winked.
    Simry felt her knees buckle as she fought the urge to flee her body. She simply grinned and shrugged, waving him on his way.
    She fanned herself with the edge of her instructor’s robes, tidied up the room and headed to the commissary for lunch.
    She joined friends and sat around discussing the pros and cons of teaching new recruits how to leave their bodies. As if to prove her point, one of her students dropped to the ground across the dining hall.
    Simry took a deep breath, left her body and went to hunt down the loose soul on the astral plain. It looked to be that kind of an afternoon.
     
    * * * *
     
    N’kad worked at the simulator; his hands looked ridiculously large on the computer-generated limb under his palms. Taking a massage course had become mandatory when he had expressed his desire to be partnered with Simry on all future assignments.
    He hadn’t told her yet, but if he couldn’t manage to learn enough about her to keep her healthy while they travelled, General Brodin and Reset would not let them be together. It would be financially beneficial to her, and he would have her close.
    Even though it was an assignment, he had felt a connection between them when she teased and taunted him back into caring about the world around him and his part in it.
    She had given him a reason to live, whether she knew it or not. He was going to be worthy of her effort and keep her whole during their assignments.
    The healer who was guiding the class came by and checked the readouts. “Excellent, N’kad. Just the right amount of pressure.”
    He nodded but didn’t lose his focus. He kept his hands moving over the simulation until the class was over. When the class was over, he thanked his instructor, flexed his hands and returned to the Guard base.
    Fixer was fitting a shuttle with a suspension couch for Simry, as well as working on a suit that would work to keep circulation moving while she was immobile. N’kad had ten more days to learn everything about his soon-to-be partner before he was going to have to tell her what was going on. Maybe he should aim for eight days. It might take her a while to calm