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((Ah, if Katerine bonded you, I doubt you would be in the Tower very often unless the Amyrlin ordered her to stay. Katerine has always spent more time out of the Tower than in it. If you would like them to meet though, just go ahead and rp with me. ^_^))

After two hours of flipping through the book and finding no answers saw to a rather irritated mood. Katerine snapped the book shut with a huff and put it back on the shelf. She looked down the book bindings, but no other one came to mind that could possibly help her.

I'll have to go down to the Library. I don't know how likely it will be that I will find the symbol. It is worth a try though.

Truthfully though, Katerine really didn't feel like going to the Library or to see what was going on with her attacker. Staying in her room though wasn't much better of choice though. After a few more apprehenisve looks to her book shelf, she shrugged her shoulders and moved toward the door. Grabbing her midnight blue cloak, Katerine hooked it over her arm and walked toward Vancelle's room. Knowing that her friend wanted to talk, Katerine had half a mind to ask her to join her for a walk and they could talk then. Vancelle was not in her room though, but Katerine just accounted that to her new position.

I could never do that. Too much organization and I would be confined to the Tower. Vancelle though is perfect. Always tidy and collected. Well when it doesn't involve me. I always ruffle her feathers.

A thoughtful smile crossed her face at that thought and put her in a good mood. Walking down the stairs, Katerine made her way through the various gardens. Eventually though, she found herself at the Warder's Training Yard. Most of the students were already done for the day, but the older warders were there. It was interesting to watch the students, but Katerine took enjoyment in watching the ones already named warders. She liked to enteraintain the thought that if they could be that graceful with a sword, they should be able to dance marvelously.

Katerine also liked this time because most of the other Aes Sedai and the Accepted where not standing around. All of them wanted to see the newest faces and mark them during training. Katerine on the other hand didn't really care. She really wanted someone who was already experienced and knew a few things about the world. If she bonded someone who didn't know that much of the world, it would be insufferable. She had traveled all of the world and it would be horribly painstaking to teach her warder everything he needed to know about traveling.

Deciding that she would sit there and watch the men for a while, Katerine searched for a bench and sat down. At times her eyes wandered from the men to her surroundings, but she paid attention to the men most of the time. After a while, a far away look grew on her face as she considered each of the men in her mind.The only time the look changed was when she noticed a new warder had entered the sparring. Anyone who wasn't sparring or talking to one of the other warders could easily pass by Katerine without notice in her current state.

Skiiy almost decides to return to his patrol, but in the end, he decides that enough of it had gotten done. There were other patrol groups out anyways, and they could do a good enough job. He would definitely have to find someone to fill the position of Captain of the Guard soon, but he didn't know anyone he could really trust with it who would take the job. The older warders were needed for their various tasks, such as guarding the Amyrlin, and he hadn't known the younger ones long enough. He sighs as he heads back down to the training yard. He hadn't done a bit of practicing all day, and he did need to keep in top form, or else the younger ones might see him slacking and think it's okay for them to do it too.

As he reaches the yard, he notices how late it is, for night was descending, and the other warders were leaving to attend to various tasks. However, Skiiy didn't mind, it would give him more room to move around. He lights up various torches around the field to give himself a little more light, and then strips off his shirt, laying it down off to the side along with his special sheathe, leaving him with just his gunblade. He begins to go through the basic motions that he himself had adapted, for wielding a gunblade could be very different from using a normal sword. However, he skips the forms that involved firing, for he had no bullets left here, and he could do just as well without them.

Soon, he is working up into the harder forms, moving around the field quickly like a whirlwind set aflame, and the rest of the world becomes inconsequential to him. However, every once in a while, his vision would fall in one spot, a lone Aes Sedai watching him and the few other warders still out there. He knows how wrong it is to show off, but he can't help but give a performance when he feels the eyes of the crowd upon himself. He begins to work more vigorously, the air flows around him as he moves it aside with his energy, and he moves into a blur of deadly speed across the yard, enjoying the pure bliss of the moment, the pinnacle of his deadly art.

Skiiy lets himself go through a couple of more forms, picking slower ones gradually until he stopped altogether. He kneels for a second to catch his breath, for fighting and controlling the air at the same time could really take it out of you. Finally, he returns to his feet and turns to face the Aes Sedai. "Strange question from one who probably has many more important matters to worry about, but I'll answer it nonetheless. It's called a gunblade, it's a weapon from another world, made for short and long-ranged attacks, but the bullets I require for long-ranged attack cannot be made here, so I can't use it anymore." Skiiy looks the Aes Sedai over carefully, trying to remember if he'd met her before. He was never good when it came to names, and he met so many people a day that he could easily forget. After deciding he didn't know her, he nods to himself a couple of times before continuing.

"I don't believe we've met before m'lady. I'm Skiiy Mikaido, the Shining Blue, and Master-at-Arms of the White Tower, and I would be so bold as to ask for the name of a lovely Aes Sedai." Skiiy bows deeply before Katerine, and then returns to a fully standing position, grinning roguishly, for he realizes how truly awkward he must appear, bowing grandly like that when he was shirtless and so covered with sweat that his bowing must look quite absurd.

((It's alright, I understand, my own crew are usually off by 10:00, I myself will post through all hours of the day though, cause I can. Seriously, I've posted at 2 am before. O.O'))

"Ah, Katerine, lovely name, don't think I've heard it before. I must say that it is truly a pleasure to meet you. If you ever need me, I'd tell ya to look in my room or my office, but I'm rarely ever in them, you would probably have a better chance looking someplace random. See, I'd like to do a little traveling myself, but with no reason to leave the tower, I've kinda been stuck here. It kind of bites. And I like this weapon too,'An enemy cannot prepare for what he does not expect.' That's what fascinates me about you Aes Sedai, you can do anything, and an opponent wouldn't be able to do a thing to prepare himself. It's amazing! I really do respect all of you here at the White Tower."

Skiiy walks over to his shirt and sheathe, looking at them with a bit of a grimace. He picks them up gingerly and begins hitting them against the wall, until he is finally satisfied. Then, he puts the sheathe back on, hangs his shirt from the roof, and returns his gunblade to its proper place before walking back over to Katerine. "Those pesky ants...I hope you don't mind, I'm gonna go shirtless for a while cause I don't want to get it sweaty right now...plus, there still might be an ant or two hidden away in it."

((Poor Lathanam sad sad crying ))

((*dances* Yayness! And it's been a crazy few weeks here with midterms, parents weekend, and such, so I've been all over the place.))


Gray listens to Daria leave and just lies on her bed for a moment and listens to her thoughts. After letting her mind roam freely, she reigns it back in, sits up, adjusts her skirts, and leaves her room for her next duty, laundry. While it is definitely not one of the most pleasant duties in the Tower, it is one of the most social, as there are always plently of girls needed for prewashing, getting stains out, the actual washing, the drying, the folding, and the delivering of individual Aes Sedai's personal attire. The last time she had been assigned this duty, she had a little fun in the folding section, stratigically placing itchoak leaves in certain novice and Aes Sedai clothing. Of course, they could never prove it was her, since she was assigned to the prewashing cycle, but it is amazing what you can do with a simple brush by. Gray grins at the memory of Maira breaking out with the red itchy rash all over her body. It was almost enough to make up for some of the torture she had been put through by Maira. Almost, but not quite.

Gray stands over the tub of hot water with a lage paddleover her shouder. She sticks it into the tub and starts stirring the clothing held within. She stirs clockwise for a while, then ot switch things up and make it interesting, she stirs it counter-clockwise.

How utterly stimulating....I want to gag!

She chats amiably with the girls around her, a couple of them are some of the others in the crew she hangs around with. So the time is spent more or less pleasantly. On her way out, though, she turns a corner in the hall and walks smack into Maira, causing both of them to fall to the ground.

Oh Light, I've avoided confrontation for so long, burn it! Why now?

Maira throws a fiery glare at Gray as they get up.

"Clumsy oaf," she mutters only half under her breath, daggers shooting from her eyes.

"Nice to see you too, Maira," says Gray, failing to keep the bitterness out of her toungue.

((and I'll leave with that, because I have to finish studying for my Archaeology exam.))