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You Might Be Quiet, But Your Stomach Sure is Loud
Mon Aug 7, 2006 21:44
24.16.2.125 (XFF: 192.168.1.3)

Reese saw the flare of light around Afailla for an instant, and then it was gone. She schooled her expression, though, keeping the pity from it. She knew how it felt to have saidar flooding through you in one instant, and then gone the next. But pity would do the girl no good, she knew. Too many of her teachers, early on at the White Tower, had let the pity show on their faces. Accepted weren’t as versed in the arts of being expressionless as Aes Sedai, after all. The Black Tower had been different, though. Once here, she had seen not an ounce of pity in the faces of the men and women who had trained her. She had learned quickly that she was expected to succeed, and succeed she had, many times over.

“You’re doing very well.” She said, trying to lift Afailla’s spirits. “Most women don’t manage even that much on their first try.” She paused, tilting her head slightly, inquisitively. “Do you know if you were born with the spark in you?” At the girl’s mystified expression, Reese almost grinned. Almost, but not quite. “I suppose whoever found you wouldn’t have told you anything, would they?” She had seen many young men and women step through a gateway and into the Tower, looking as if they’d been plucked from their daily lives with no warning, and told to adopt a new life. No, to accept a new life. More often than not, it was a mentally devastating thing, and sometimes set a person back as much as a year before they began to adjust. A year, and sometimes more than even that.

“Well, no matter. In time, with practice, embracing saidar will become as natural to you as breathing.” Afailla was staring at her as if she were being told some gleeman’s tale, and again, Reese almost laughed. Had she been the same? No, she had been angry, she remembered, and disgusted. The daughter of a Child of the Light, she hadn’t known any other way to be. It had taken time and patience to work past that – and one man in particular. Ah, Byran, you should not have left things like this. She thought, and then pushed it away, turning her focus back on the task at hand.

“You’ve been settled into the women’s barracks?” She said, lifting one eyebrow, and Afailla nodded. Of course she had, it was probably the first thing that had been done, once her uniform had been pushed into her arms and her name signed in the roster. “I don’t suppose you’ve had much time to wander, but the Black Tower is fairly hard to get lost in. Not like the White.” Light, she remembered those days. She’d been lost more than once in the vast confines of the Aes Sedai seat of power.

“Anyhow, my rooms are pretty close to the women’s barracks – right across the Tower grounds, in fact. I’m up on the second floor of the center building.” The Shienaran was staring at her, confusion easily evident on her expression. Again, Reese barely caught a smile before it touched her lips.

“I’m just saying that you can come to me at any time, if you have questions. I know that there are a lot more men than women here, and sometimes it’s easier to talk to a woman than a man. Besides,” She said, and winked. “Men don’t know a thing about saidar, no matter what they might tell you.”

Afailla was nodding, slowly. Reese wasn’t sure if she had understood a word that had been said, but that was alright. It definitely took some time to adjust. “Well, how about we take a break.” She said, clapping her hands together. “You look like you’re about ready to fall over from exhaustion, and I suspect you’re hungry. So, go and find something to eat, and meet me back here in, oh, an hour. Then we’ll see if you can hold onto saidar long enough to channel a little.”

She stood, and after a moment Afailla rose, a trifle hastily. Reese could have sworn that the Shienaran was a hairsbreadth away from curtsying. She lifted her hand, forestalling any motion. She would not have anyone start curtsying to her, most especially not here. Maybe in the White Tower they did things like that, but not here.

“You did very well.” She said again, and now she did smile, letting her approval show through. “But I’d be willing to bet that you can dazzle me by the end of the day, so get going!” She said, gesturing in the direction of the mess hall.




That was longer than I expected, but I figured that the thread wasn’t quite done. Anyhow, you know what to do!

  • I know nothing's ever easy, but this is ridiculous!Soldier Afailla Dafrin, Mon Aug 7 16:36
    When Afailla finally felt that she was focused enough to open her eyes, she saw that the Dedicated was watching her expectantly, and the nod of approval and slight compliment made her sit up a little ... more
    • You Might Be Quiet, But Your Stomach Sure is Loud — Reese Laejah, Mon Aug 7 21:44
      • I think I could eat a horse!Soldier Afailla Dafrin, Tue Aug 8 06:56
        Afailla listened closely to everything her instructor said, trying her best to commit it to memory, so that even if it didn’t make sense at just that moment, she’d be able to mull it over later and... more
        • Where the River Goes, the Wind BlowsReese Laejah, Tue Aug 8 10:19
          For her part, the young Dedicated had returned to her rooms, and for the majority of the small break had merely sat, sipping from a chipped ceramic cup. The tea she had brewed was as near to perfect... more
          • Autumn breezes.Soldier Afailla Dafrin, Tue Aug 8 17:04
            Once she’d managed to get over choking, Afailla could smile at the Dedicated and answer her questions with relative ease. “Yes, Dedicated Reese – quite enough.” That wasn’t exactly the truth, but she ... more
            • Credit!Renee, Tue Aug 8 17:40
              And to answer your question, yes, she can channel all she wants. Obviously, if she doesn't have the strength to do something then it's not possible -- or if she hasn't been shown a complicated weave. ... more
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