< Ashelle and Xanthia...after Ashelle meets B'rin > 


> Xanthia walked over to the cabinet and began mixing tinctures together,
> her own personal remedy for migraines.
> 
> "When was your last attack?" Xanthia asked.
> 
> "During the wraith attack."
> 
> Xanthia nodded and walked toward her with a small glass containing the
> remedy. "Drink this. It won't make you drowsy, but it'll help ease the
> pain. But I need to know something, This is important in knowing how to
> treat you in the future.
> 
> "What is it?" Ashelle asked.
> 
> "In some people, triggered by a specific event. Is there anything in
> particular that usually brings them on?" Xanthia asked.

  "Well, Xanthia, to be honest, I usually don't even *get* headaches.  I'm
usually quite fit.  It's strange though."

  Xanthia stood patiently, knowing that if she waited long enough, Ashelle
would get to the point.

  Ashelle drank the mixture, making a face and poking out her tongue.
"This stuff is supposed to take away my headache?  It certainly took my
mind *off* of it."  And she giggled softly.

  She continued.  "The only time I get any sort of aches in my head are
during wraith attacks.  I sort of...well, I can sense them, you see."  She
shrugged it off.  "Maybe just a carry over from earlier.  It's been a long
time since I even sensed a wraith, and the attack caught me by suprise.  I
never even equated the headache with the wraiths, until it was almost too
late."

  Ashelle offered a very careful hug to Xanthia.  "Thanks for your help,
Xanthia.  I'm going to go get something to eat.  I sort of have a date."

  Then she left with a wave, thoughts nagging at the very edges of her
mind.

  < Before meeting B'ril for dinner.. >

  Ashelle looked around, expecting to see Xanthia grabbing something to
eat, and was suprised when she didn't see her.

  << Oaklah?  Please ask Maxima if Xanthia has eaten dinner yet? >>

  A short silence and then the reply came softly.  << She hasn't eaten at
all.  It's her shift at the med center. >>

  Ashelle smiled, knowing what she could do for Xanthia, and hurriedly
grabbed a plate filled with foods that she'd seen Xanthia eating more than
others.  Then she got a big glass of chilled juice.  She set both on a
tray, then turned and headed out towards the med center.

> Xanthia turned and busied herself with rearranging things in the med
> center to her liking. It was close to dinner time, and her stomach was
> letting her know about it.
> 
> <You should eat,> Maxima prodded.
> 
> <No time, this is my shift now,> Xanthia reminded her dragon.

  Ashelle slipped inside, and followed the sounds of things being arranged
in cabinets.  She chuckled softly, as Xanthia's reputation for rearranging
things was well known.

  "Xanthia?  It's Ashelle."

  Xanthia turned, and looked confused for a moment.  "Not another
headache?"

  "No, I brought you some dinner.  I didn't see you in the dining area,
and Maxima told Oaklah that you hadn't eaten."

  She set the tray down on one of the tables, and smiled.  "So, now you
can."

[Tag:  Morgie!]

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Jeanette
Ashelle/Oaklah * Whiteriver