< Ashelle and T'jellan >


> T'jellan headed out of the med center at a slow pace.
> 
> He'd barely made it down the hall when a girl came slamming around the
> corner. "Oh I'm sorry," she said and then hurried into the office he'd just
> come out of.

  Ashelle reminded herself to apologize for running into that man when she
had a chance, and then called out for a healer.  She only hoped that she
could get some help for that young girl.
 
> >"Hello? I need a Healer, fast! There's a young girl, and she's in a lot of
> >pain!"
> 
> "What?" he heard Clarissa ask.
> 
> He frowned and moved back into the office, "Where is she?"

  Spinning quickly, 'Shel found herself face to face with the poor man
she'd barreled into.  And for a moment she lost her train of thought, then
she caught her breath, and answered...starting for the door, hoping that
he'd follow her.
 
> "I'll take you," the girl breathed heavily.
> 
> "You get ready and I'll bring her right back, Clarissa."
> 
> The healer nodded and the large man ran out after the girl.

  Skidding to a stop next to the still rocking Xanthia, Ashelle gestured
quietly, speaking as softly as she could.  "I found her here, rocking back
and forth, and she's in a lot of pain.  I thought it was a headache, but
I've never known one to be this bad...so..I ran for help."

  T'jellan nodded, waiting to reply till the young girl was back in the
med center...now wasn't the time to talk.

  He gestured at Grunth, and they headed for the dragon, using the fast
way back.

> With Grunth's help the wingleader got the girl back to the med center in a
> short amount of time and Clarissa was administering a pain killer.
> 
> "Is she gonna be okay?" the girl asked.
> 
> T'jellan nodded, "I"m sure she will. She's lucky you found her."
> 
> The girl shrugged happily, "I guess. I'm Ashelle. I just got her a short
> time ago. I'm a searchling."
> 
> "It's nice to meet you," the older man smiled, "I'm T'jellan, Rider of
> Grunth, who you just had the pleasure of riding on to get here."

  Ashelle smiled back, relaxing.  "A very handsome dragon.  I wonder if I
Join, will mine be as big or as good looking."

  Then she blushed, now *that* was a totally silly thing to say!  "I'm
sorry..I'm not that used to talking a lot.  I'm more used to singing."

  Damn, she was making a total fool out of herself!  And T'jellan was
really nice looking too.

[Tag: Kris!]

[NRPG:  Ok, so Ashelle thinks T'jellan is nice, and is now totally
tongue-tied.  If she gets too nervous, she'll start huming or something,
as that's the only way she knows to relax.  Definately nervous and shy all
of a sudden.  Remember, she doesn't talk all that much, and feels like
she's talking *too* much if she says more than s small paragraph at the
time.]

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Jeanette
Ashelle/Oaklah-to-Be * Whiteriver