[B][U]"Working Girl"[/U][/B] Cypress was enjoying her day at work at Aperture Labs as she used her talent as a friction manipulator to help assemble the high tolerance parts of a new type of power generator for use on earth's newest space station. Normally before she was hired this project might have taken several days but with her adding her talent would be finished in less than three hours. At the moment two massive assemblies were sliding so smoothly past each other that the small army of engineers and scientists had difficulty believing what their monitors were telling them was true. "This is where the Rapapng project failed when the shield and generator assemblies locked together so tight that they had to be scrapped" says chief engineer Kline to his counterpart Doctor Wilder Doctor Wilder stood riveted watching Cypress as the Platinum haired young woman stood in an enormous room below as the multi-billion dollar Space station generator moved it's last few centimeters. She was waiting for the Meta's final trick in this nerve racking show. Dr. Wilder who'd worked with other Meta on other projects was so used to their displays of raw power that to stand here and observe such fine control was awe inspiring. Cypress stepped close to the assemblies her eyes on a centering meter that measured in centimeters down to microns of perfect alignment. Taking a deep breath she touched the huge generator section an applied her second ability which allowed her to control horizontal inertia. Slower and slower the two multi-ton parts began to move till suddenly they simply stopped as if welded together. Frowning Cypress looked at the centering meter and began moving the parts back and forth for about five minutes till she had stopped and was about to try again when Doc Wilder said over the intercom that she should stop. [B]"Okay Doc but I'm sure if you'll let me keep going I could balance the center out"[/B] said Cypress with a warm honey soaked southern drawl Doctor Wilder could only laugh as the young woman offered to accomplish the impossible. If she'd have been anyone else Dr. Wilder would have thought them arrogant but Cypress's offer came from simple innocence and desire to do her best. Cypress tore off the paper clean suit as soon as she exited the assembly room and stretched her lithe body out enjoying being able to power down after being up for over an hour. The project workers and their bosses surrounded Cypress congratulating her along with themselves for a job well done. They had just accomplished a job which had failed twice already and if it had this time would have been cast into the oblivion which all theoretical tech was discarded into for the lack of the ability to make work. Cypress enjoyed being the center of attention in the room full of geniuses and the cake was wonderful. But like all good things that too must pass as her Public Relations handler entered and reminded Cypress of her schedule which required she do a photo shoot for the company's ad department. "How Lovely, The Life of an Icon" she thought with a giggle as she headed out to a waiting company limo.