{NRPG:Sending this out a second time because something really 
weird happened with the first one ... sorry if this gets to you twice}
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                             [late morning ..Craftroom]

  A grin spread across Halyn's face, "Well, then perhaps you could join
us for dinner?  I've been eating with him every meal since his release 
from 
the Infirmary?" Halyn watched Carlynee expectantly.

  Carlynee quirked an eyebrow at Halyn, then her face was wreathed in 
smiles and she teased, "You sure you don't want me to snack first?  No 
need in frightening the man."

  Both of the friends giggled a little at that.  Carlynee's voracious 
appetite was fast becoming legend within Xylian's walls.
 
 Halyn looked delighted, "This is great ... we'll meet you in the Dining 
Hall?"

  The thin artisan nodded, gave Halyn a bit of a wink and whispered in 
a mock conspirital voice, "I can't wait ... just a couple hours to our 
secret rendezvous."

  Dodging the paint that Halyn playfully splattered at her, Carlynee 
called to her students, "Alrighty then.  Time to clean up.  Lavine's 
class 
should be showing up any moment and we don't want wood chips in our 
beautiful paintings hmm?  Everything looks great, progressing at a fine 
rate.  Now, remember ..."

  Carl chuckled as the other people in the room echoed her sentiment at 
the same time, "Don't be afraid of a little color."

  Expressive green eyes looked innocently into Halyn's, "Do you think I 
say that too often?"

  Figuring Halyn's snort would be all she would get out of her, Carlynee 
helped her students move their paintings to the small adjoining room
called the Bell room, because it was there the first painting at Xylian 
was done ... Bela's painting.

  Pushing her unruly hair out of her eyes, Carlynee watched the 
retreating backs of her last students with slight surprise, "My 
goodness, 
clean up was quicker today than I thought."  She thought her murmur 
was for her ears only, till she saw Halyn's head pop around the corner 
of 
the doorway.

  "What are you going to do now Carl?"

  "Well, I'm going to work a little more on the wall to the Hatching 
Caverns-"  Carlynee's response was cut off at Halyn's eager question.

  "Is it almost done?!  Could I take a peak?  Please, if  I promise to 
keep 
quiet about it?"

  Carl grinned at Halyn as they both knew what she would answer.  It 
seemed as if Halyn didn't ask and Carlynee didn't politely refuse, the 
day just wouldn't feel right.

  "It'll take a couple more days ..." her voice trailed off as Halyn's 
face took on a familiar look of resignation, "You can come if you help 
me 
lug my supplies and promise to act surprised at the unveiling."

  Ill prepared for the yelp of excitement and the quick movement of 
Halyn's energetic body, Carlynee found herself on the receiving end of 
a rib crushing hug before she knew what happened.
  
  *Gasp*  "Lemme go Halyn before you pop my eyeballs out."

  Halyn laughed a little embarrasedly and let go of Carl's thin form, 
"It's all that working out at the stables, don't know my own strength."

  Giving her young friend an almost evil grin, Carlynee smoothly 
replied, "Then you can take most of the supplies." and proceeded to 
pile them in Halyn's waiting arms.

                                                              [--]

  Halyn flopped to the floor after Carlynee took the final amount of 
paints from her aching arms, "Why don't you get a ride on a dragon 
instead of lugging all this stuff up?"  

  Carlynee leaned against the wall that wasn't covered with a large 
amount of tarping material, running fingers through her hair and 
grimacing 
slightly to Halyn, "I'd just rather not ... found that dragons can be 
more 
curious than people. Remember the cliff-climbing lessons fiasco?"

  Halyn started chortling at the memory of curious and sometimes 
panicked dragons watching their riders attempt to scale cliffs.  After 
having her students plucked off one cliff too many, with her on the 
guiding rope dangling about 20 feet below the flying 'saviors', Carlynee 
had called a halt to the whole thing.

  Carlynee crinkled her nose at Halyn's mirth at her expense and decided 
to change the subject.  She reached slowly for the tarp, speaking in a 
suspenseful tone, "And now, for your viewing enjoyment  ...  what's the 
matter Halyn?"

  Carlynee looked concerned as Halyn's face took on a decidedly odd look 
and the artisan fought back a sense of foreboding.

                                                    <tag Lisa!>


{NRPG:  I'm back and the creative juices are flowing ... alright, you 
caught me  in my lie, they're more like trickling, but it's better than 
nothing.  
*grins*

       Lisa: Think the dinner date is broken off?  *lol*  We'll have to 
                  do it another  time eh?

       Sam: Post for you next!

       Everyone: Hope you all got my note.  I can grovel a little more 
                            if it would  help?}

colorful regards,
Chreyl / Carlynee
Xylian Warren

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