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As Administratum determined Eileen's caregivers were deceased and had no path to caregivers her long-term state called into question. Confining a Humankind to the hospital forever would be tantamount to imprisoning one thus lacking interest in the orphanage system considered other venues. Her long and dedicated exposure had developed a mild psionic affinity thus it was determined to enhance her projection locus to access the Way network. Wherever their small mouse-holes crisscrossed reality she could move her projection. They'd provided her with travel brochures from city hall and after she'd read several decided on a pretty planet she wanted to explore. A simple interface provided to the little one left the 9 year old to her own exploration.

Using the book the dark men gave her to take pictures the floating girl could conjure things to wear. They were not real but she could feel them finally having more than the frock in her stasis well. Behind a bush hiding her lower half sported a top hat with goggles that did nothing and a bright red tailcoat jacket. Laced up gloves on each hand what she lacked as Doreen moved closer would be legs underneath. If nothing else the whiteless void of black eyes and blinding alabaster skin. Hair more of the same though unkempt stuck out from the cap brim. Able to pick small things up now after some practice fiddled with making a flower crown while looking back the way Doreen came.

Eileen smiled and waved the brown lacy gloves as Doreen approached.