Feeling more secure now that he had his suit, and now certain that the aliens weren’t going to roast him alive over one of the fires, he wandered ba...ck over to the group. They were just watching him, waiting for something. Their ice-blue, reflective eyes tracked him with feline pupils, their ears swiveling and twitching. Should he try to communicate with them? Their language was almost unrecognizable as speech, maybe their vocal cords couldn’t even pronounce English words.“Hello,” he said,. When Kim woke Monday at her mother's gentle urging, this is exactlywhat she found, two tiny scraps of cloth, a shell for the top and apleated skirt short skirt. It was blue and gold, the school colors,trimmed in white. On the floor next to it were impossibly whiteathletic sneakers, her dance shoes as her mother jokingly called them. "Ugh!" Kim had groaned when she saw them.With the image came the Kimmories. They imprinted themselves on hermind instantly. This time, there was a trail of them. She also loved to swim, and the colonists at Colony One had found an idyllic pool about twenty kilometers away. She promised herself that she would visit... The comm chimed, and Lenna keyed her PDA. “This is Lenna.”“Lenna, meet me at the lab. I have something to show you,” Faith said.“Okay, Faith. I’ll be there in five minutes.” She scrubbed herself dry and dressed in a fresh set of clothes. Lenna stepped out of her quarters and walked the twenty meters to the lab. She stepped inside to find. ? Lynn said Jo ran inside to shower and then fix dinner, still having no clue what time it was. She was a little worried when Mistress Lynn did allow her to fix herself a plate, surly she would be allowed to eat. Jo was ordered under the table to worship her Mistress’ feet while she ate. When Lynn finished her food she stood up and took her plate over to the counter. She opened a cabinet door and removed 2 steel dog dishes. Water filled one; her leftover food was scrapped.