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    Hola! I/Arkin will.   :)

     

    Everyone else seems to have disappeared slightly...

     

    Just go ahead and start a thread in the Citadel and Arkin's scout patrol can pick you up.

    EW! Bubbly water, NO!!!!

     

    *hisses at bubbly water*

     

     

    Yuuuum, chai tea is amazing, Jea. I'm not a fan of green tea, but I'll drink just about any other tea there is. Well, I'd drink green tea as well, I'd just prefer something else. And then there's that rhooibos stuff, however you spell it. That tastes disgusting. Maybe I could take it in smaller doses, but ew. What a way to ruin tea.

    Dwyn skidded to a halt in front of the door with Nyanna, catching her breath through unstoppable giggles that she worked towards stifling slightly given their proximity to the door and the Accepted concealed within. Unable to keep a radiant smile from her face at Nyanna's bright laugh and relaxed countenance, Dwyn tugged a crease out of Nyanna's dress and smoothed her own skirts, not even bothering to attempt to calm her wild, dark curls but to adjust her headscarf. Her hair didn't have the refined beauty of Nyanna's waves, instead it was more of a wild interpretation of her personality: disorganised and uncontrollable.

    Dwyn didn't even bother to keep a straight face at Nyanna's terrible grimace and comment, but jabbed her friend in the ribs before they both descended into giggles once more. Fielding an elbow in the ribs in return, Dwyn wiped the grin off her face and stuck on a serious and what she hoped was innocent and meek mask, exchanging the look with her partner in crime, quickly turning back to door before Nyanna's serious face made her laugh again.

     

    Pushing open the doors, they entered quietly to the two remaining seats, becoming the recipients of a rather pointed stare from Aureli. Dwyn barely noticed, focused as she was on calming her giggles.

     

    The list Aureli put up on the board and the description that came with it was...shattering. Crushing to Dwyn. Saidar had a limit. The impossible and the limitless had a definite line you could cross. The combination of fear that struck her when she discovered that she could lose this wonderful feeling forever, and the idea that perfection was not after all so perfect, was enough to put Dwyn in a bad mood without the addition of the sympathy she couldn't dispel for the each girl on the list of names she was writing down in ink that burnt into her mind and her memory.

     

    She had never been happier to obey than when she was told once more to embrace saidar. She fumbled for a moment to try and relax into the state she needed to hear the music in her head, and again, Aureli's voice helped, but she simply could not find the calm she needed with that cloud of dark seeping and slinking through her mind. The music struck a minor chord, as loud and crashing as anger but as dark as the foggy depression that had curled into her. Even in her mind the idea of dark scared her, so she sank into the anger, the clashing dissonance that burst in red behind her eyelids. The surrender was enough, even to angry music, she could still find that light and she wielded it then almost as a weapon to banish away the darkness that was creeping in behind her.

     

    Sighing in relief, Dwyn smiled as her senses sharpened and her mind filled with a happier song. It was good to know that she could surrender into anger and have it washed away by this beautiful light. It make take her longer to surrender into darkness...

     

    Push and pull, hmm? Well, she hadn't heard the metaphor they were supposed to be using the first time, and somehow she didn't think clouds were going to work for her. Instead, she closed her eyes and listened intently to the gently flowing music of her mind. She focused on it, sank into it, bathed in the starlight of harmony until the music rose and crashed in waves of a magnificent crescendo. Saidar filled Dwyn to bursting, rising with the music, and regretfully, but also in wonder, Dwyn hushed the music, calming the waves into ripples and the brass to strings, muting the harmonies into a single thread of melody that flowed easily and quietly, a comforting, dim presence of soft tones coming from nowhere to gently caress her mind with whispers.

     

    Right then, Dwyn decided she liked pulling and pushing, and was more than happy to do it again, although her enthusiasm in encouraging a crescendo the second time resulted in a harsh rise in volume that beat painfully against her skull and earnt her a tap on the shoulder from Aureli. Taking a deep breath that briefly put a fremata in the music, Dwyn took control of her mind as well as she knew how and started again from as near to silence as she could bear, this time slowly coaxing the music into a crescendo that bathed her in light, not stabbed her with it.

     

    The lesson ended far too quickly for Dwyn's liking. She wasn't ready to let saidar go just yet. She was exhausted, true, but she didn't want to leave the light behind, not to touch it again nor hear the music until the next lesson. Cursing unmercifully, Dwyn forced herself to let saidar fade to silence as soon as she recognised in herself the reason so many girls had burnt themselves out, instead hopping up and inhaling deeply, storing the memory of saidar in her mind so that it brought a smile to her face and tearing up the regret, anger and sadness the lesson had also brought out in her as she joined Nyanna.

     

    "That was certainly intense." Dwyn replied to her friend as they walked to where they were to do chores next.

    Hola Randy!!!

     

     

    *rearranges hippy hair wrap and pulls out flask of Bantea*

     

    *glances around for Dice so she doesn't have to share with the Southerner*

     

     

    *throws Rand a Bandy*

     

    There's the cavalry brew for you there, Rand.  My particular choice here is Bandy and tea, hence, Bantea. Accidental creation that Dice claims full credit for.