<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/dd/Angelina_Jolie_Bald_01.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Lyssa<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Robinson, approaching the Rotunda<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Evening<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Sora, open<br/><hr/><br/>"One of the array of things that other cultures find to be...<em>unusual</em>about that of my own people is the degree of acceptance we have for gifts of the mind," Lyssa said, accompanying her words with a warmly amused smile.  "Many of us profess to dream insights into the future.  But some lay claim to rather more tangible and<em>certain</em>gifts.  It was becoming increasingly fashionable to claim that all such pretensions were mere nonsense - and then my people had to adapt their views to the existence of Earth's telepaths.  So well-defined and prominent that some could even be declared<em>commercial</em>, and permitted to offer their services to any - even aliens - who might be able to pay."<br/><br/>Smiling still, the Centauri gently shook her bald head.  "I know that you are not one of the imperial Prophetesses, trying to guide the ship of state with crucial insight into what might lie along the paths of the future - so I am not quite so awestruck as I might be!  But among my kind, the gifts of the mind most often flow strongest in female lines.  It is not unusual for little Centauri girls to hope - and pray - that they manifest psychic abilities.  I know that many other races will find your capabilities fearful: I must apologise that my own reaction skews the other way.  I do hope that I shall not prove to be overly curious, or rudely nosy."<br/><br/>"In any case...."  She offered a hand to shake.  "Lyssa of House Allara.  Cultural attache to the Embassy on Earth - though it seems that I am being reassigned to Babylon 5, at least temporarily.  It is a pleasure to meet you."