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Feeling his Aes Sedai's amusement, Ailurin snorted. Typical. She still thought of him as a child, he was willing to bet. He sighed and downed his wine, this was still not as good as it could have been. Irrated, he called for another. He sent another mental thought to his Aes Sedai, simply asking her if she'd be much longer - he was especially edgy here. He hated Tor Valon.* His thoughts were constantly of the Red Ajah. He shuddered inwardly, outwardly, his eyes grew as cold as death, and the other tavern patrons, those still sober slipped away quietly. Ailurin considered downing the other glass of wine, but decided that his Aes Sedai would not be amused. If she found him even paritally none-sober, she'd have his hide. She was like that sometimes he decided. Not that he was a big drinker anyway, and two glasses wouldn't do anything... but still. He awaited his Aes Sedai to reply...
***edit - *Tar Valon - or is it Tor Valon ? I can never remember...? ***
[ 01-27-2003, 07:12 PM: Message edited by: Calaethis Dragonsbane ]
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