I hope you're settling in well in your new home?" Yes, very well, Miss Jismia," Ana said nervously, standing by the doorway and wondering why she'd ch...sen those particular flowers."Call me Khedra, Ana. Do you mind if I sit down?" Of course not," Ana replied as Khedra lowered herself into one of the two armchairs facing the television. She sat in the other armchair, after first turning it round to face Khedra across a small coffee table."I hope you don't mind me visiting you like this. But I. His familiar script sprawled across the page: “Journey forward, Baby. Wear what’s in the box! I’m at the Port O’ Call. Let the pink wildflowers and your imaginations lead the way. Love, S.” His clothes were already neatly hung in the armoire on the same side of the closet he would have chosen had it been the bed. Lola hummed happily as she hung her clothes beside his. The box held a white dress with delicate pink wildflowers embroidered over the tufted bodice. The skirt was soft with. As I was sitting down I remembered to think about whether I was centered: nope, I wasn't. So I centered myself again, shaking my head to myself over how slippery keeping center is.#1: #2: #2: #3: #4: #3: #2: We all sensed ourselves lose center from the shock. The lump of ki and the flashes from our hand as we were yanking in back disappeared from our awareness.#2: #2 centered himself/us.#1: We all sensed, with whatever the new sense is, the lump of ki come into existence, then felt it poke. Ryan laughed. "Those were pretty tame compared to some others I've seen them in." "So . . . ." Brody studied her. "What?" "Do you ever wear outfits like that?" His expression was somewhere between teasing and hopeful. Ryan smiled. "Guess you'll just have to stick around and find out." x-x-x-x When Trouser Minnows began playing, Brody was standing with Ryan in front of him, close enough that he kept one hand on her waist. He wasn’t quite sure what to make of the Minnows, although he gave them.