[b]The air seemed light that day, the sprawling waves of grass one of the outstanding features of the Dojo. After all, many came here to think. Luckily, Lance was alone... Well... He had been.[/b] [b]Even now, the air remained carefree and happy, as if the newcomer posed no threat... But they were obviously failing in the art of stealth. Or maybe they weren't trying to be stealthy at all.[/b] [i]"Fascinating how you can just lay there..."[/i] [b]An eerily familiar voice spoke up, soft and quiet, but full of curiosity and mischief. There was only one person with a voice like that...[/b] [i]"And here I thought it would difficult trying to find you..."[/i] [b]The voice remarked, the sweet scent of strawberries and honey filling the air.[/b]