A sunny afternoon in Angel Grove (mind you, Billy thought wryly, were there any other kind?). The group of rangers along with Kim and Skye appeared to have met up to go on a nature hike of some description. Up the rim above Stone Canyon by the looks of it. Not unsurprisingly Kim still seemed to favour wearing pinks, though she dressed in softer, more muted shades than he remembered. Billy watched with interest as he observed the interactions of the group. Kim, and he had to admit she still made his heart race even now, was mingling, but definitely dropping back through the group to the back. That was strange; the Kim he knew, would have been striking out front, breaking the trail. So naturally she ended up at the back with Skye, who though not exactly struggling to keep up, was to a certain extent hampered by the damage to his left leg, and was trailing back a little. It was almost as if she felt uncomfortable with her old friends. He watched the interaction between one of his oldest friends and his newest.The Starrunners had provided the six of them with Zarakin clothing, a simple tunic and pants ensemble, each in their Ranger color. Jason had worried about advertising their identities, but Jamie and Andros had assured him that bright colors were the norm. Now, on the streets of Chorida, Jason saw that that was an understatement. "I have been unable to locate either Ashley or Andros," DECA replied. "They are either not wearing or not responding to their communicators."

"That doesn't sound good." TJ had reverted to leader mode, Zhane noticed. He proceeded to ask exactly the same questions Carlos had voiced. "Could something have happened? Can we track them?"

"You will have to be more specific in your inquiry when it comes to the nature of 'something'," DECA answered with some asperity. "I can conduct a thorough scan for their biosigns, but the procedure will take some time."

"Do it." Zhane could almost hear TJ's attention shift. "Carlos? What's going on?"

          Music came from everywhere, on instruments that made Jason think of Irish dance music. Food vendors lined the streets, although he wasn't about to eat anything he couldn't identify. Larry had told him once that Zarakin food made Cajun cooking seem bland, and he had no desire to scorch his mouth. But the thing that made the biggest impression on Jason was the people. He hadn't seen this many people having fun since the last street fair in Angel Grove. Even then, there hadn't been quite the same atmosphere. It was infectious; he found himself enjoying his surroundings, and saw that the others were feeling the same way.