After talking a bit with Briana, David wandered away yet again.  
Christalla should be at recess about now, and he looked forward to the 
walk in the sunshine.  He was feeling better, the ache in his head 
nothing but a small bit of pressure.  Besides, he wanted to 
talk with M'ressan about what happened at Marrid.  He would understand...

Many people were walking around in the afternoon, going about buisness or 
play.  Not many DragonRiders, and some gave a nod or a hello.  He would 
have to tell his parents that he would be moving with Minty to Marrid, 
and that he would come as often as he could to continue his training.  
They would understand, or at least he hoped.  Making many turns and 
climbing some stairs, David found himself infront of the DragonLadies 
office.  

He hadn't seen her very much since he had been at the warren.  Their 
paths just didn't cross very often.  The last time was the incident with 
V'rdeen.  He would have to apologise formally to her, also.  Knocking 
lightly, he heard a 'come in' from the other side, and he opened the 
door.  

The small woman was sitting in her chair much the same way as when he met 
her for the first time.  Except now she showed signs of her pregnancy.  
David smiled and bowed slightly.  "DragonLady, Minty and I would be 
pleased t'offer our services t'Marrid Warren.  We've talked et over, and 
know that they need us more now than Keldarra does." He said, blushing 
slightly.  "And I would also like t'apologise t'ye for what happened with 
V'rdeen.  I didn't mean t'fly off te'handle like I did."  

Christalla nodded, and smiled.  "I'm sure Marrid will appreciate your 
transfer.  They are in need of a telepath anyways, and Minty has shown 
herself to be an excellent wing-second.  I'm sure we'll miss you, but you 
are needed there."

David raised a point.  "If et would be allright, I would like t'be able 
t'fly back and forth between warrens t'continue me trainin with 
te'Guild.  Et would only be a few times a week..."

Christalla nodded, and added.  "It would be up to your new WarrenLady, 
but it is fine with me.  When you are moved in, set up an appointment with 
her."

David nodded, and inquired to where M'ressan would be.  

"He sould be somewhere around the dining commons about now.  Is it 
about... um...."  The DragonLady seemed to be hesitent, even a bit 
reluctant to mention about his telepathy.  

"Me telepathy, m'lady." David finished for her.  "About what happened at 
Marrid." 

"Yes, yes," Chrisalla said, and made a shooing motion with her hand.  "I 
have some work to do.  Thank you again for your willingness to transfer."

David nodded, and made a short bow.  As he was half-way out of the door, 
Christalla called after him.  "And David, don't worry about what happened 
with V'rdeen.  Everything is fine now."

David smiled widely, and closed the door softly behind him.  Now to seek 
out M'ressan.  David walked a ways to the dining hall, getting a little 
tired since he hadn't been out for a couple days and was sick.  He 
stopped to rest a few times, but made it there just as M'ressan was 
leaving.  Walking up to him, he reached out with his mind.

'M'ressan?  Can we talk?' He thought, and the older man stopped, looking 
dazed.  Turning around, he spotted David and nodded, smiling.  

'Of coarse.  Is everything all right?' M'ressan asked, keeping their 
conversation between their minds.

'Et's about what happened at Marrid... I don't understand...' David 
thought, and explained to M'ressan the pain and loss he had felt.  It was 
more than talking, the feelings expressed in images and emotions felt 
deeper than words could describe.  Tears actually came to David's eyes 
when he remembered every name of who had died, and every call that was 
made.  

M'ressan just let the boy continue, knowing what he had felt.  He knew 
David sought for answers...

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		Justin
NRPG:  Ok Susan, David and Minty are on board and ready to go.  :)
       
      /\     /^---_---^\     /\       "I think, therefore I am.  Yet        
     /  \    > |_\ /_| <    /  \       when my characters think, are they 
    /    \   |         |   /    \      also?"  
   /      \   \  o o  /   /      \    "Dragons exist my friend, for the sheer
  /        \  |\_____/|  /        \    fact that in all cultures they are
 |          \ | \/ \/ | /          |   present, weather separated by land
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