<div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c9/Sofia-vergara2-420x600.jpg)</div><br/>Yadi truly didn't know what to expect....<br/><br/>Her last weeks had been so full of earthshaking surprises--and a desperate flurry of studies to try and learn to use the power that flowed hot in her veins with every heart beat—that she'd not been able to resist following up on the add in the paper.  She'd hurried as quickly as she could with the help of her cousins to reconstruct the strange and beautiful motorcycle that had come out of the golden egg along with the amulet that now dangled in her cleavage and the journals in that same strange language.  She knew what it was even without the journals.  Knew it in her blood and bone.<br/><br/>The Shimata that Roars On the Sands.<br/><br/>The Road Lion.<br/><br/>She knew because Dieryan had made it...<br/><br/>And she was now Dieryan?<br/><br/>It made no sense. It was so, and it distinctly was not.  There was something she was missing.<br/><br/>So she'd taken a roll of pesos out of her bank, packed her favorite belongings as only the wearer of this fantastic pendant could, and driven Road Lion to the nearest city with a big enough air port to get both her and it here.<br/><br/>She couldn't leave it behind, right?<br/><br/>Road Lion was now parked in the basement of this hotel.  More symbols like in the journals hd lead her through the resort to this room, and now...<br/><br/><em>Well,</em>Yadi pondered, leaning her back against the wall and watching the scene unfold, the terse call, the impassioned speech.<em>Thank the Virgin that I've been speaking English these last three days.  I wouldn't want to miss a moment of this!</em><br/>