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January 26 2006 (Thursday)

Allright. Time has passed. Too much to catch everyone up via day to day stuff.

I'll try and summarize things since I last posted. Please be patient. Thanks!

Let's see... last post was... December 15th. Okay. To catch up, yet again.

The holiday season got away from us. We had a few meetings with Fable about the new year and what kind of
scares she'd like. Johnathon offered a few ideas - some funny and some, well, scarey.

Let's just say that this year it's going to be a Monster House. *grin*

And, back to the adventure, yes?

I awakened at the most predatory smile and greeting from a Ghost Mantis named Chakambarah.

I've recalled a few things along with us talking about them to Leonurus. Things about the rules of the hive. It's
weird. I don't outright remember things but if "triggered" by something, suddenly the understanding of the
situation and a memory of some kind is there.

Very strange. It's very disconcerting at times. Thrilling I'll admit, as well.

In any case, we continued.

"The Council will want to meet with you but in the end, everything is my own decision. This responsibility is
given me by the People of the hive and those that have been with the hive long enough to have such a right."

"Oh. Folks live here a long time earn the right to...vote, so to speak?" asked Fleur.

She nodded. "There are not that many, but those that are with us, have well earned such rights."

She looks sideways at me and smiles a very teasing smile. "There is one in particular who I am sure will wish
to see you while you are here. She has long been with us, and she has many rights not give to others."

She continues to look at me. "And she is an old friend of yours."

I stare at her, a bit confused, my mind racing down corridors of thought I'd not known existed. Images flash into
life but are gone as fast, leaving me wondering what I'd seen. I get the feeling of darkness and softness. A thrill
goes through me as I feel like I've just teased an uncaged tiger.

I look at Leonurus. "Friend? Of mine? I'm trying to recall. A 'she' you said. And then I got the feeling of
darkness and something soft. And then something very, very dangerous."

Leonurus burst out laughing then. "Dangerous to be sure," she grinned. "We shall take you to her later. First,
we will introduce you to the Council. However, no matter what they feel after meeting you," and she stands up,
spreading her arms wide, "I bid you welcome to Helianthus Hive and may you make your home here, when you
are here. Your Damiana has been well missed and I forsee that you have come as ooman by the will of Bael.
And his reasons for such intrigues are always good."

"But, I am selfish to keep you to myself. The Hive will wish to meet you. Do you remember the friendliness of
our people, Damiana...Danny?" she asked, smiling that smile.

I shake my head. "I feel the kindness, compassion and outright love that everyone has."

She nods and then turns to Theta. "You needs must explain in a way that she will understand and you are best
for such, Theta. You know this."

Her voice almost sounds like it has gentle admonishment and again, I am confused.

Theta actually blushed! He turned to both Fleur and I and hopped up to us. "Honeybees are very friendly.
They tease each other constantly. Be times they teasingly sting each other and we give one another gentle
fondles constantly. This is similar to a hug given on the Greyside by friends. Remember how I have said that
things are of a sexual nature, here, in Cyeatea. So it is. Everything is. But it is not like your earthly sexuality.
There is a certain innocence to Cyeatea." He shook his head at Fleurs raised eyebrows. "Yes, I know how it
might sound confusing, but you saw how the adults as well as the children followed, curious. We are not like
most oomans."

He smiled widely. "You will see. Just, please, understand that all...touches are meant in friendly greeting. With
teasing innocence. There is little in the way of..." and his face darkened for a moment. "There is little of what
we call deviant. But we will speak on that at a later time. The time now is for pleasant things, yes?" he turns to
Queen Leonurus, for while Theta spoke she had replaced the crown onto her head.

She gestured toward the door. "Shall we meet the Council, oomans?" she grinned.

(I'll write more tomorrow. Eyes tired.)