* ooc little time jump just to have some fun*

 

The night before when her training session with Shawn had completed, he told her that she would have a free day. Not sure what he meant by that she did her normal morning routine, sneaking out an hour before she had to be in the yards to train. This time was special to her because it was all she had of her mother, working the forms that she had been taught. With some of the forms she still had trouble with, but she was getting better with practice. The one thing that she really had to work hard on was the Svergelse, she knew that it was some thing hard to master but that did not stop her form working at it. Kalush had a feeling that most warders used this form of training but not to the extent that her mother had taught her. Instead of using regular enemies to attack her, she had to concentrate on her own image and how she fought, her style and where she needed to improve.

 

It was obvious to her that she had a lot to learn, but Shawn was teaching her, a little slowly in her opinion but she was not about to complain about it. Best to take it slow and do it right then to hurt yourself trying to show off. Working with two swords was never easy, but each time she practiced it became a little easier. When training by herself she used lathes because it if she made a mistake she would not end up cutting some thing off. For another half hour she worked though each form and then decided that it was time to cool down before her next work out.

 

Taking the time to stretch she changed how she normally did her cool down, most would have just walked or did the normal stretching. Kalush was never one to do any thing normally, smiling she flipped up on to her hands and basically did her stretching upside down. It was a real test of balance, holding it on one hand while moving the rest of your body. Any time some thing new was tired there were bound to be accidents, she over shifted just a little and landed hard on her back. Staring up at the sky she grumbled and got up. Looking down at her self she realized that she was a complete mess, dirt streaks were all over her clothes and no matter what she did the dust from falling over was now coated to her face and arms.

 

Growling she put her practice lathes back in the rack and then took off running for her room. She had to get changed and cleaned up so that she could be back out on the yard before Shawn got there. Mutters were coming form her mouth as she ran in to the barracks, just as she turned the corner and started running down the hall there was no stopping what came next. Her boot hit the soapy water first and it took no time at all for her to be sailing though the air to land hard on her back yet again. This time with all the water from the floor soaking in to her clothes, she got up again a little gingerly. Letting out a growl of frustration she took off down the hall again.

 

What she did not see in her race to get cleaned up was the boot sitting on an over turned bucket, or the smile that was on the face of the person who did it. She was too caught up in pulling off wet and dusty clothes in the middle of her room to even care that some one had done it on purpose. When she was all changed she checked the time and cursed, if she did not run all the way there she was going to be late, she was never late and always beat him to the yard in the mornings. Not paying attention she rushed out of her room and started to run down the hall again, by this time all the water had been cleaned up so she did not slip again. Thinking that she was going to be able to make it she turned the corner at a full run and slammed in to some one who was larger than she was. The sting of curses that came form her were impressive as she tried hard to keep her balance and not land on her rear yet again. Fate was not smiling on her and she landed hard on her rear, a groan escaped her before she even thought of looking up.

 

“Sorry abo…….â€

 

Just then she looked up and her voice faltered, at this point she was not sure if she wanted to laugh or cry…. Today was just not her day.

There was no justice. That was something Aran had known for years, but the guard watch had confirmed his worst fears. It was the problem with using up all of one's bet duties in a long string, sooner or later people stopped playing for awhile and he ended up having to actually do his share. Something he felt thoroughly disagreeable about. It had been rather novel for the first week or so, after the first few months tolerable, and then it had descended into pure drudgery. There were many games and may ways to lighten it of course, ranging from dice and cards to stones and smuggled kegs.

 

That had been only so much assistance of course, and when their duty was done he had wandered back to the barracks fully intent on either sleeping or drinking heavily. His only consolation being that he'd managed to dice away further duties while on the wall with people that found it as mindnumbingly boring as he did and were willing to chance taking on extra. His problems solved, he decided to take a shortcut through the trainee's quarters to his own rooms.

 

If he hadn't been tired he might not have laughed outright... Well, not really, he would have regardless. Cairma was stuck with a mop and working her way through the floors one by one. Wandering over to her may not have been such a good idea as Cairma decided to smack him with the mop with a wet slap across the chest. Looking down at the mark, Aran mock frowned at Cairma.

 

"Now now, you're not going to make a man a very good housewife with that sort of attitude."

 

"From the look of your eye, looks like someone didn't like your attitude."

 

Chuckling, Aran shrugged. "I made the mistake of doing a good deed for the month. That brawl out on the docks yesterday, girl started it and I stepped in to help her so she smacked me one for my trouble."

 

"Awww, you poor dear. She didn't kiss it better?"

 

"She screamed some nonsense when it was over and threw a dagger at me. Chased her down for her trouble the little rat."

 

The smirk on Cairma's face was all amusement. "You do seem to bring that reaction out of women every now and then."

 

Laughing, Aran was about to say something about women and the moon when someone crashed into him. Staggering forward a step, Aran turned around and then began to laugh once more when he realised who it was, and more importantly she realised who she'd bumped into. "Speaking of girls who are overly handy with their fists and their blades, this is the one. You two would have alot in common." A not so subtle hint to the previous occasions where Cairma had chased him with ridiculously large swords and kneed him in the crotch.

 

 

Aran

Tower Guard

She glared at the mop with a rather pathetic sigh. How in the light did she get roped into picking up the mess of a bloody trainee. Whoever in the light left this here was pulled away before completion. She would have to talk to someone about this but in the mean time the mop was stuck in her hand and the floor was soping wet.

 

You could just leave it. She thought to herself. It wasn't like she would slip on it. You could leave it and watch from the sidelines. Cairma chuckled, but decided that she wsn't like Aran and drained some of the water from the mop head into the bucket and started to push and pull the mop along the floor, soaking up the soapy water. But the burst of laughter from behind her had her scowling as Aran approached her. In retaliation she smacked him with the mop head.

 

Looking down at the mark, Aran mock frowned at Cairma. "Now now, you're not going to make a man a very good housewife with that sort of attitude."

 

"From the look of your eye, looks like someone didn't like your attitude."

 

Chuckling, Aran shrugged. "I made the mistake of doing a good deed for the month. That brawl out on the docks yesterday, girl started it and I stepped in to help her so she smacked me one for my trouble."

 

"Awww, you poor dear. She didn't kiss it better?"

 

"She screamed some nonsense when it was over and threw a dagger at me. Chased her down for her trouble the little rat."

 

The smirk on Cairma's face was all amusement. "You do seem to bring that reaction out of women every now and then."

 

Out of the corner of her eye she could see the start of anouther colision and quickly stepped back as a young girl crashed into Aran. Staggering forward a step, Aran turned around and then began to laugh once more when he realised who it was, and more importantly she realised who she'd bumped into. "Speaking of girls who are overly handy with their fists and their blades, this is the one. You two would have alot in common."

 

Cairma looked at the young girl and then back at Aran. "So she beat you in the sack too? You probably deserved it like you always do. Shall i show her how useful a flat-edge sword can be against your head, or has she had that pleasure already?"

 

She moved to the girl, ignoring Aran's struggles to stand in an unusually soapy part of the floor, and offered her a hand. "Here, let me help you."

 

 

Cairma Vishnu

TG

Kalush started to get up and slipped again on the water that was still on the floor, the growl coming from her stopped when Cairma’s words registered in her head. She barely registered the help in standing there were to many things going though her mind at that point. Emotions swept over her face to fast to be read easily, she went from shock to embarrassment, to horror then to anger. The look she gave Aran when she was standing again should have at least left him scorched. Even if she was getting the wrong idea, the thought of him telling others that he got his black eye in a lovers tussle made her want to be sick.

 

It made her question a lot of things in just a few moments, how could a man lie about a black eye in such away as to ruin a girls reputation? Is that why she had been getting some strange looks over the last week when she was walking though the halls? The more she thought about it the angrier she became and all of it was focused on the man standing in front of her. There had to be away that she could get out of there with out it seeming like she was running from them. On the heels of that thought came one that burned though her quickly, well if he was telling every one that then why not use it to her advantage to make him look bad as well. The whole time she had been standing there with her head slightly bowed, now she looked up at Aran, hate was too nice a word for what was in her eyes.

 

“It was not until I met Aran that I realized that some men have a craving for young girls, most girls from the village I lived in did not marry until they were around 18 turns. I come to the city and all the rules change, 16 turns is now an acceptable age for being a man’s lover.â€

 

The look on both their faces was priceless but she did not stop there, shifting the long sleeves on her shirt back slightly any one could see the marks from where she had been tied up with them before. If he could spin a lie then she would too, hurt and rage were a deadly combination and she had been doing so well at keeping her temper under control while trying to find out where her mother was. What she was about to say caused her cheeks to flame red but she did not care if he wanted to hurt her for giving him a back eye then he deserved what was coming.

 

“Of course I would have given him more than a black eye if he had not tied me up so quickly. My shoulder is still sore from being dislocated, but my training is starting to make that feel better.â€

 

It took all of her will not to lash out at him and do some thing to him, but her footing was not the best and she did not want to end up on her rear again in front of him. By the time she had looked form Aran to Cairma her body was starting to tremble from the need to do some thing and there was a slight sheen of tears beginning in her eyes. That caused her to get angry all over again since she never cried, and now this was what the third or fourth time that he had been the reason, ok she admitted to herself only, not the reason but had seen her cry. Seeing the clock that was behind them she knew that she was going to be late and she still had all of her morning routine that needed to be completed before she met up with Shawn.

 

“If you will excuse me I have to meet Shawn for training.â€

Aran should have expected Cairma to sell him out. Truly there was no one that wasn't above putting one in his ribs when the opportunity presented itself. Not that he was above it, but other people were meant to be. Something to do with being honourable and some such. No doubt Cairma would arm the little chit next, which would just be pure brilliance. He wouldn't put it past Cairma either, she was oh so clever with her ideas. Aran on the otherhand was not keen on a beating which seemed like it was on the cards so he was in the process of formulating his exit strategy when Kalush decided to open her mouth.

 

What came then was not exactly what he had been expecting, not even close in fact. Everyone seemed to be making a habit of surprising him lately, in particular the girl who was now proposing a story that involved him tying up unwilling women and having his way. He knew Cairma wouldn't buy it so that wasn't the issue, even if Cairma didn't trust him or like him she knew that he didn't exactly have any trouble filling his bed. As she asked to be excused, Aran held up his hands as he spoke. "Ah ah. Wait right there." He needed to order his thoughts.

 

"First of all." Aran pointed with one hand to Cairma as he spoke. "Ha ha ha, ever so funny." Pointing to Kalush as he turned to her, he continued. "And oh so clever, but you have as much chance of convincing anyone that I raped you as me becoming Amyrlin. In fact if I were a betting man, I'd say a Yellow sister would find you untouched, but thats neither here nor there."

 

"Cairma here." Aran turned back to his fellow Tower Guard. "Is referring to an oh so amusing incident where she kneed me in the crotch. And you..." Aran turned back to Kalush. "...are referring to when you assaulted a couple of Tower Guard, attempted to kill me and you were restrained as a result. And if this keeps up I'm going to sell those weapons I confiscated."

 

That got her attention. "Now, I'm going to go to bed because my bed is warm and welcoming and isn't liable to teach violent trainees to kick me in the crotch and assault me with weaponry, or accuse me of molesting a woman who wasn't for it. As if there was a woman who could resist this face." The last was said with an easy grin, though truth be told Aran was rather tired. He wanted sleep, and he didn't have the energy to deal with Kalush right about now.

 

"But, to bed with me. Why don't you two trade stories? You've both given me black eyes so you have something in common right there." Raising an eyebrow at the pair of them, he chuckled as he walked past Kalush and on his way back to his own room and his own bed where he would be quite happily alone.

 

 

Aran

Tower Guard

Lyssa walked from the yard, she had just finished working with one of the trainees and her arms were screaming. The man was far larger than her and built like a Trolloc, his arms were huge and his reach was twice hers. He also had some experience and knew how to use his weapon to a slight degree. She had spent most of her time dancing under his strikes and trying to deflect any that reached her. Lys winced and rubbed her thigh, deciding she would go find Aran and she if he had any of the magic rub that helped ease aching muscles. First however she was going to see if she could snitch something from the kitchen, they loved her in there. In fact maybe she would sneak into his room, leave him a little something to prove she could pick his lock and take the rub. She grinned as she thought of their on going flirting and wondered if anything would come of it. Stridding through the barracks she walked into the mess hall and slide across the floor that someone had neglected to put the notice on.

 

She heard voices as she slide forward, "Now, I'm going to go to bed because my bed is warm and welcoming and isn't liable to teach violent trainees to kick me in the crotch and assault me with weaponry, or accuse me of molesting a woman who wasn't for it. As if there was a woman who could resist this face. But, to bed with me. Why don't you two trade stories? You've both given me black eyes so you have something in common right there." She snorted and slammed right into him, since she was about 5 inches taller than him, she knocked him straight to the ground and landed legs splayed and twisted with his, stradling his hips. A laugh bubbled out and she looked up to see the other two trying to hold their laughter in...

 

Lyssa Simone

 

ooc- Hope this is ok, wanted to have Lys and Carima meet for the first time.

Cairma was holding in her laughter so hard that she couldn't even handle it. Since when did Aran ever explain a situation to keep himself and anyone else out of trouble? it was very obvious to her that the girl had some inclinations of Aran that she did not agree with nor ever see in Aran. Him 'abuse' women? That would be one very rotten day in Shayol Ghul if the boy did it. But the last of whatever dignity Aran had attempted to muster flew out of the window as anouther passing Guard checked the shorter mans shoulder and sent him back onto the floor right on his posterior.

 

Cairma and the other girls started to howl in laugher at the whole spectacle. Cairma herself was greatly amused. "Smooth Aran. It's a wonder you can do anything with feet like that!" She grinned smiling at the other Tower Guard, younger but not by much, and then turned to the trainee.

 

"I'm Cairma, by the way, and you are?"

 

 

 

Cairma Vishnu

Sorry, i would have had more written, but my window kept crashing... or i kept acidently closing it... i'm not sure which... :look:

It was beginning to be one of those days where she should have never gotten out of bed, how something so simple could turn in to some thing so outrageous. Even when Aran had been upset with her for throwing a dagger at him, he had never actually hurt her. How in the world was she ever going to make amends for this foul up? She was just about to explain when some one else came up and put Aran on his rear, and it was funny she could not help but laugh which seemed to make it worse by the look he gave her. It took her a moment to realize that the others had introduced themselves to her and now were waiting for her to do the same.

 

“I am Kalush,â€

 

She looked down at Aran who was still on his rear on the floor; the man must have a thing for making women want to be violent. Shaking her head she smiled at him sweetly.

 

“Now Aran I never once mentioned that you tried to rape me, I just said you tied me up there is a large difference in that.â€

 

Aran seemed to be taking it all very well, his only reaction to her comment was to roll his eyes at her, but Kalush could not seem to stop the comments that were coming out of her mouth. The situation was just too priceless and the other two were enjoying his discomfort as much if not more than she was. One thing that she did notice was that both women were trained and older than she was, it made her feel slightly out of place. Still not wanting to keep pace with them she grinned even more and looked at them in turn.

 

“You know we have him at a real disadvantage at the moment, any one up for getting even?â€

It seemed like it was a comedy of disasters this morning. First Cairma with the mop, Kalush with her attempts to insinuate he was a rapist and now Lyssa had him pinned. Well, not that he objected to being straddled by women, but at this rate Ginae was going to come along for some inexplicable reason and stomp on his hand. The girls were all getting a laugh at least, but Aran definitely wanted to go and get some sleep. He didn't see why the Creator saw fit to have the wheel weave this morning for him. He was making the perfect exit no less.

 

And of course the jokes, and then Kalush trying to deny her little word game. Rolling his eyes at it, what the little chit decided to follow it up with was not what he wanted to hear. If he'd been on his feet, it wouldn't have been a problem but as the girl had managed to realise in a rare moment of astuteness on her part, he wasn't on his feet. Sitting up somewhat, he had to use his hands to prop himself up as he spoke. "Too many of you at once, wait there."

 

"You." He looked to Lyssa who seemed entirely comfortable with where she was. "If you wanted me on my back, a drink is usually a better way to start. And you." Aran turned to Cairma now who was still smirking away. "I liked you more when you were chasing me with your mountain cleaver. And last, not to mention least." Aran grinned at Kalush. The girl seemed to be having fun all of a sudden, therefore she needed to be put in her place. "Young and dumb with the subtlety of a mildly retarded sledgehammer. Don't try and bandy words with your betters."

 

"As to your wonderful little suggestion, just remember that whatever any of you do to me, I can return with interest." Smiling, he looked up at Lyssa. "Well? Up you get wench." He snapped his fingers at her to emphasis his point. It was always fun to tempt the wrath and see whether he could get away with it.

 

 

Aran

Tower Guard

Lyssa looked down at Aran and then at the other two, she was still on his hips and she grinned at him and stayed where she was with a wink. One of the girls obviously the older one spoke up, "Smooth Aran. It's a wonder you can do anything with feet like that!" The woman smiled at her and then turned to the youngest of them, "I'm Cairma, by the way, and you are?" Lyssa looked Cairma over and thought, Ahhh so this is the Cairma I have heard so much about. She isn't exactly as I imagined her. Lyssa looked around for the large sword and giggled as she thought of the stories she had heard. Lyssa was still thinking of the white linen shirt and sword chase she had heard of when the young one spoke up, “I am Kalush.†She eyed the younger woman as she looked down at Aran, Kalush gave him a sticky sweet smile and then said, “Now Aran I never once mentioned that you tried to rape me, I just said you tied me up there is a large difference in that.â€

 

Lyssa chuckled and wondered what the full story was behind this one. “You know we have him at a real disadvantage at the moment, any one up for getting even?†She pondered that for a moment and then shook her head, she wasn't up for fighting him today, they did enough of that as it was. Aran rolled his eyes at her and then tried to sit up, she scooted backwards and was about to climb off of him when he said, "Too many of you at once, wait there." He pointed at her and then spoke, "You. If you wanted me on my back, a drink is usually a better way to start. And you." Lyssa raised her eyebrows and squirmed around on his lap to make things worse for him as she glared at him, "I liked you more when you were chasing me with your mountain cleaver. And last, not to mention least. Young and dumb with the subtlety of a mildly retarded sledgehammer. Don't try and bandy words with your betters. As to your wonderful little suggestion, just remember that whatever any of you do to me, I can return with interest." Lyssa shook her head and wondered what wagon cart he had fallen off, that he actually believed he could get away with talking like that. "Well? Up you get wench." Her eyes about popped out of her head as he snapped his fingers at her. She looked around and saw the mopbucket, she reached inside and came out with a sponge full of water. With a big grin she held the sponge over her head and began wringing it out over his face. The other girls burst out laughing and suddenly she was on her back with him above her and his knees tightly clamped around her hips. She grinned up him and began to try and run the sponge on his face...

 

Lyssa Simeone

Ooc: *laughing* I promised to go to bed right away, but after reading this, i couldn't help myself.. it's just TOO perfect! I'ts short b/c i made a promise >_<

 

 

IC:

 

 

 

The Amusement on Cairma's face was evident, and it was just Aran's luck that he would run into three girls that would have it in for him, each unknowing of the other. The wheel was not in the boys favour, and Cairma had every intention of taking advantage of it.

 

“You know we have him at a real disadvantage at the moment, any one up for getting even?†his resonce was obviously arrogant and shallow, but it was the "Well? Up you get wench." that really got her thoughts going. She smiled as Lyssa, or so she suspected was the girls name and Cairma wasn't completely sure, destracted Aran with a spongue in her hands and motioned for Kalush to take the other side and surround Aran and cutting off any possible chance of escape.

 

"It seems to me that this boy, here, is in need of a lesson in how to respect women. I don't think a beating will do, he may find too much pleasure in it." Cairma regarded Aran thoughtfully, and she could see a slight regester of surprise on his face. Cairma was NEVER one to prank... But desperate times..

 

"I propose we tie him up and undress him down to his skivvies (sp?) and let him rot the day away in the closet along with the mop and bucket. I know a few ties that not even a master like him could escape from." She smiled sweetly at him, and waited for the verdict of her fellow vultures.

 

 

Cairma Vishnu

TG

 

Now THIS is a fun Rp! ;)

" I may be young and dumb but at the moment I am not the one in danger of being left some where naked."

 

This was begining to be so much fun, Aran was not in the position to make very many demands since he was happily on his back. His insults to her did not even fase her since she was use to much worse coming from other boys that did not think to much of her fighting. Walking over she grabbed his arm just like Cairma was doing with his other arm, her idea had alot of potential and she really liked the idea of tossing him any where naked.

 

" I have to agree with you Cairma, the only bad thing with the closet is that not many will see him in there unless we put a sign on the door and its right before the mid meal rush. Or there is a very nice tree in the main training grounds I noticed. All the Ase Sedai and accepted come to watch in that area, if we blind fold him and tie him up there then it would give every one a good view."

 

While holding him still and keeping her balance she waited to see what the others thought of her idea, sure it was risky but that did not mean it would not be fun to do. Even if he did get them back it was worth it to see him like this just once, even though she had not seen him that much.

It seemed he might have pushed just a tad too far, but that was something that he was willing to risk. Of course, now he had pushed too far, he was stuck with it. The chances of getting free were somewhat slim and his possible fates weren't all that enticing. Well, that wasn't to say he couldn't laugh at them, he could, but he also wasn't going to make it easy for them to do so either. Of course, there was the problem that they had a hand each and his hips were still being straddled by Lyssa. Not that he minded being straddled by Lyssa either, but there were places other than a corridor of the trainees barracks that that would have been better suited to.

 

But how to be difficult, and possibly avoid their plans... It was a stupid position he'd been put in, legs pinned as they were and arms restrained, the only way he could get free was by hurting one of them and that he couldn't do. So he just had to wait for them to relax their guard, something that at least Kalush made the mistake of doing as she spoke. His time had come.

 

Ripping his hand free of Kalush's grasp, he lifted himself off his back using Lyssa to pull against and at the same time, grabbing Cairma's hands with his own, pulled her at Lyssa. The pair becoming quickly entangled as Cairma fell over her, Aran rolled out from under the legs and made a dash for it and made it only a couple of paces before something yanked on his cloak. His legs going up in the air as his cloak pulled on his neck, Aran fell back first onto the floorboards. Loosening his cloak clasp as he turned, it was Kalush that crashed into him as he began to get to his feet.

 

He was spending far too much time on his back. Rolling her over, he was beginning to disentangle himself when someone grabbed him from behind. Crossing his legs around Kalush's left so it was trapped, he was able to focus on Cairma who was revealed to be his other assailant. Using Kalush's weight along with his own as he yanked, he managed to get Cairma off balance which he then used to drag her down. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he clamped down on his wrists as the struggling ceased and the others realised what he was doing even as Lyssa sat on him to make sure he didn't get anywhere.

 

Breathing deeply, Aran had a grin on his face as he looked up at Cairma. "Hah! Lets see you try and get me anywhere now!"

 

 

Aran

Tower Guard

Lyssa looked over at Cairma as the other woman spoke, "It seems to me that this boy, here, is in need of a lesson in how to respect women. I don't think a beating will do, he may find too much pleasure in it. I propose we tie him up and undress him down to his skivvies and let him rot the day away in the closet along with the mop and bucket. I know a few ties that not even a master like him could escape from." Lyssa chuckled and nodded her head, already liking the idea of this after he had called her a wench. Kalush laughed and then spoke, "I may be young and dumb but at the moment I am not the one in danger of being left some where naked." Lyssa looked over to see that Cairma had grabbed one of Aran's arms and was quickly followed by Kalush, who grabbed the other. " I have to agree with you Cairma, the only bad thing with the closet is that not many will see him in there unless we put a sign on the door and its right before the mid meal rush. Or there is a very nice tree in the main training grounds I noticed. All the Ase Sedai and accepted come to watch in that area, if we blind fold him and tie him up there then it would give every one a good view."

 

Lyssa nodded and was about to speak when Aran began to try and get away, he lifted his hips up and pushed her up. She blinked and wondered what bedsport would be like with a man this strong. He ended up getting away when he had finished all his moves and Kalush brought him to a stop. She grinned as she watched them and moved over when they had him pined. She saw that he had both of them trapped and they weren't going to be able to get loose. Lys looked around and walked over to get some rope out of the broom closet. Aran was struggling with the two girls so she stood for a moment and then considered how they were going to do this. She walked up to Kalush and whispered on her ear, "Let's get him boots off and tickle him till he let's go." Kalush nodded and gave her a daring grin, she smiled and began to work on getting his boots off...

 

Lyssa Simeone

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