The rails were on the surface this far out of town, but before exiting the station one had to descend into the earth, to the station underneath.  Emerging back into the morning sunlight, they found that they could cross the parking lot along the highway, climb a short hill, and reach the parking lot of the mall--not far from the movie theater and the band stand.<br/>A garage band with more than one kinain among their number was tuning up and more than a few morning shoppers rested against their cars to see what would begin.<br/>In the courtyard outside the food court, a star trek fan club had set up a bake sale and some of their fan crafts, most noticeably a mock up of the shuttlecraft Galileo from the Original Series.<br/>They kithian had all the outside, most of the malls main thoroughfare, and the metal skeleton of the abandoned department store to roam.  Cautious people roaming the mall quickly loosened up to thier performances, applauding and tipping.<br/>Alisara drew Alish over to the Treker's stands.  Holding her hand, she asked a plump, spectacled girl, "Are there wigs back there for one more, Callie?  This is Alice."<br/>Callie seemed vaugely flustered around Alisara.  She couldn't help but wonder if the mortal had memories of that one passionate night she'd revealed her true beauty...<br/>"Oh, of course," the spectacled girl replied, "Nice to meet you, Alice."<br/>"Are you sure you won't join us, Callie?" the kingt reached up to touch her friend on the shoulder, "Plenty of green paint for all," she touched the girls curly black hair, "And you wouldn't even need a wig."<br/>Callie stammered a few times and shook her head.  "Maybe you'll talk me into it for the next con, but not here."<br/>Alissara kissed the girl on the cheek, then drew Alish back into the trailer where two other girls had already finished full body green makeup and were donning orion dancing girl costumes...