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Date Posted: 06:35:54 09/02/02 Mon
Author: .celes and friends.
Subject: .excuses, excuses.
In reply to: Kieran 's message, "Slight frown..." on 19:07:21 09/01/02 Sun

Celes blinked, startled out of her reverie. Shards, she was screwing this up! Faranth knew what they thought of her. She had never been much of a morning person, the time when she acted like a dimglow. But how could she get out of here without downright lying? There was no protocol for this, Celes was sure. After all, how many females actually went out and disguised themselves as males?
"Fine," she mumbled to Kieran's question, still thinking hard. Where was Kier when she needed him? Kier could have done something, which would've allowed her to make excuses.... and then slip down to the Beach, where she probably could keep from being seen until she was fully awake. Where were her flits??

Ghanos streaked in, cheeping for Celes. Celes, extremely happy to see him and not caring (too much) about the racket he was causing, sorted through all the images he was giving her. Ghanos was providing her the perfect excuse now! Celes scratched Ghanos's brown head.
"Kieran, this is Ghanos." Celes said belatedly, mind scurrying to tie up the loose ends on her (rather weak, in Celes's opinion, but she couldn't think of anything better) excuse. "Ghanos assures me I need to go to the Beach... rather insistantly." Without waiting to see what Jelonna's and Kieran's reactions were, Celes wove through the bustling hall once again, blending in with the others who were coming for food or maybe just to talk.

Celes smiled down at her little brown once they were alone. "Thanks, Ghanos. You saved me back there." The brown chirped, nuzzling Celes's neck. Ghanos dropped off to sleep as Celes wandered through the Weyr. "Hey." Celes poked Ghanos gently. The brown shook his head in confusion before looking blearily up at his friend. This was not how he wanted to be thanked! "You have to show me where Caffrena is, Ghan. I've never been there." Celes pointed out sensibly. With a long-suffering chirp, Ghanos delayed his nap and started guiding Celes towards the beach. Hopefully she wouldn't figure out that he'd barely even been there either... and never from the Weyr....

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Puzzled glance -- Kieran, 09:46:43 09/02/02 Mon