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There's someone familiar sitting under a tree at the edge of the Dreaming. Not that she's recognise a Horta.

Well, she might, being intuitive like that, but she's reading, and not looking up.

Maybe she'll recognize his aura or something from the time they met when he was a she and human.

He certainly remembers her. "Good morning, Eska."

Oh hells, no, Eska can't see auras, or anything like that.

There's certainly something though, as she looks up from her book and smiles.

"Good morning Naraht. You're looking well."

For 'well', read 'amorphic'.

He manages to approximate a jaunty salute with a bit of his fringe.

"As are you, ma'am," he says. "Beautiful morn...George!"

Just at that moment, George has decided to bounce around the cage on another one of is snarling sprees.

"Will you calm down? I'll be letting you out in just a moment."

Eska blinks down at the cage.

"Dare I ask what that is?"

Naraht sighs. "I am told that it is a Black Beast of Aauuuuggghhhh. Peter and I were attacked by it in the caves behind the gardens."

He mutters. "And I really should find Hagrid and make sure that new waterfall I accidentally made isn't causing problems. Anyway," he says in a louder voice, "Tim suggested I release him into the Dreaming since he shouldn't get into trouble there."

"Oh so you created the waterfall?" Eska asks, looking up from the beast. "It's rather attractive.

"I didn't even know we had caves. This place gets bigger and bigger, I'm sure of it." - a puzzled pause - "Do you think it's possible that the more people entering the bar could be expanding the physical dimensions of the miniature universe we have here?"

"Yes, I did," Naraht says. "Hardly intensional, though. This little blighter's roar is far out of proportion to its size. Peter and I were exercising the better part of valor through the rock wall before we actually saw it and..." Full body Horta shrug. "At least it looks good where it is."

He ponders her question. "That seems reasonable. I'm no physicist, but, if this place was created to accomodate guests, I suppose it would have to be able to adjust to accomodate large numbers of them. Hmmm...I really should write to K's't'lk about this. She'd go nuts."

"It's not a problem for a physicist, really," Eska points out. "More a wizard, or a metaphysicist at the least. I'll mention it to Ray.

"Who's K'stulk?"

It's not that bad of a mispronounciation, really.

"Oh, she is a 'creative physicist' who has worked with us on the Enterprise a few times. Marvelous lady. A Hamalki."

There is definate fondness in his voice. "I really should see if there is any way to bring her here. She'd love this place."

Eska smiles.

"I have no idea what an Hamalki is. Your world really is quite unlike any I've heard of. What's she like?"

As an individual and as a member of her species, she means.

"Well, physically she is silcon-based like myself. However, that is where the resemblance ends. Her structure is crystaline and rather similar to some earth arthropods."

He chuckles. "Think of a quartz spider about half my size and you'll have a pretty good idea. She's...I believe the term is 'plucky'. With a charming sense of humor. And intellegent! Great Mother, she makes me feel like a sludge-brain sometimes when she's off on her warp field theories."

Eska draws her knees up to hug them to her chest in the delight of fascination.

"Amazing! I didn't know trolls - silicon based life forms - came in so many different varieties. The most exotic we have is the gargoyles.

"She sounds like an amazing woman. What's a warp drive?"