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Ladisha rumaged through her chest and settled to picking out a dress of dark blue silk lines embroidered with white roses around the bodice. Things had happened so fast these past weeks. She had gained a Warder, an Asha'man. No others must know of him, but then...she straightened, and frowned in thought. Saidin was clean, the men who channeled had no more fear of the taint. What then, was the point of the Red Ajah to remain? Interesting...she should bring this up sometime soon, but not now. She could sense her Gaidin. He was growing impatient. Such an impetuous youth! Shaking her head with a small smile, she quickly pulled off her old dress and slipped on her new one, swinging her lynx lined blue cloak before she started out the door.
She was near to the exit of the grounds, when a woman bumped into her. Drawing herself up indignantly, she managed to choke back her sharp rebuke when she realized the woman was Falorin, head of the Blue Ajah, and by the look on her face, she had something to say. Holding her head up, she smoothed the irritation from her face and set herself to take whatever meaningless task Falorin had for her next.
ooc-i have 3 mins guys. I'll continue the discussion tomorrow. Late [img]smile.gif[/img]
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