Characters: Olista Sedai of the White Ajah

Kaleb DuEbony, Gaidin of Ashlynn Sedai

Geneyveve

Rodger

Bendrik

Puflin

Setting: Ogier Grove

Ogier Grove: Tar Valon, Tar Valon

Tall trees of every make, higher than you've ever imagined, assault your eyes as you first enter into the Grove. Their sheer size is astounding, as they rise beyond the lowest spired building in the streets and several of the higher towers. Small p aths work their way in and out of the trees, allowing one to go explore the wonders of this wide wonder, spanning almost two miles in diameter truly making it a forest inside the city.

The leaves on the trees burst into yellows, reds, rusts, and oranges making the changing of the warm seasons into the cold more apparent. The air has yet to turn as frost as the winter bite, however, it is starting to become cool and crisp, as if t easing the senses for the impending cold season. Only one lamp sheds its light into the Grove and that is the on beside the entrance. All seems quiet in the still night, save for the sounds of some of the night birds who keep their home within the Grove.< /P>

There is one visible exit seems to be the gates leading to the TreeSingers Avenue. If you venture far enough into the grove you might glimpse a strange structure that seems quite forgotten, covered in vines and other sorts of vegetation.

Genevyeve walks in from the west, leaving Treesingers Avenue behind as she takes in the splendor of the Grove.

Genevyeve walks in, her arms wrapped around her self lost in thought and she sees the two present she seems to walk a bit slower.

Kale starts awake at hearing the presence of someone else in the Grove, he lifts his head, pausing as he finds himself cradling Olista protectively at his side.

Genevyeve blushes and shakes her head "forgive me.."

Olista feels Kale stir, and she stirs as well. Her eyes look up and scan the area for the cause of the disturbance, and she colours slightly as she sees Genevyeve.

Genevyeve speaks in a soft yet far away voice.. her eyes turn and watch the trees.. staring off lost in thought.

Genevyeve looks to Olista and Kale once more and sees olista's ring.. she curtsies not speaking much of anything before walking and resting upon a tree staring off...

Kale smiles as he recognizes Genevyeve somewhat, "Well...good morning, m'Lady." It's unclear as to if Kale's meaning was only for Genevyeve. Kale gently begins getting up, reluctantly removing his arms from around Olista.

Genevyeve turns and pauses a moment and looks to the grass...

Olista pulls herself to her feet as well, using a tree for leverage in order to make up for the weakness of her legs. She straightens her skirts, though her composure has returned, and the colour in her cheeks is gone.

Bendrik walks in from the west, leaving Treesingers Avenue behind as he takes in the splendor of the Grove.

Genevyeve is resting against a tree trunk looking at the grass.

Olista stands next to Kale, and her eyes study Genevyeve silently. She turns her eyes to glance at Kale, but soon afterwards, much like Genevyeve, her thoughts seem to take her away from the here and now, and she becomes distracted.

Bendrik wanders into the Ogier grove, looking casually up at the night sky as he does so, taking in the granduer of the stars. He turns his gaze away and heads somewhere near a patch of woods where he might disappear and become hidden.

Olista's eyes turn almost instantly skyward, and a smile appears to light her face. She starts slowly pacing away from those around her, almost absently and unawares.

Genevyeve slides down the tree and sits upon the ground wrapping her arms around herself and stares up to the sky

Rodger walks in from the west, leaving Treesingers Avenue behind as he takes in the splendor of the Grove.

Genevyeve is sitting upon the ground back against a tree looking to the sky

Olista is walking somewhat away from the others, and her eyes are decidedly cast skyward. She has a smile on her face, and is contemplative to the exclusion of everything else.

Kale smiles at Genevyeve and slowly begins to follow Olista, looking as if she were his Aes Sedai rather than Ashlynn. Kale's interst in the stars and the constilations seems forgotten as he has have his mind on Olista, the other half on been a Warder.

Rodger walks in, his mood very quiet. Seeing the Aes Sedai and Warder, he nods very politely, before noticing Genevyeve. He manages a small, rather weak smile in her direction, but walks over to her

Genevyeve sighs and looks down to the ground..

Genevyeve notices Rodger while glancing downwards and smiles a little but turns her head slightly.

Olista sighs contentedly as she looks at the star-laden canopy over her head. She reluctantly pulls her eyes from it to glance at Kale.

Genevyeve mutters to Rodger.

Kale takes measured paces behind Olista, his hands laced behind his back his leisurely pace and relaxed attitude take nothing away from his deadly grace, perhaps even enhance it. As Olista glances his way, he smiles and comments on his unfamiliarity wi th the constellationl locations and that this constellation or that star cluster should be much farther north. Sometimes his attention shifts to the southern skys of home, but more often his attention is on the stars in his eyes and Olista.

Genevyeve shifts switching her position a little

Olista smiles and nods intermittently at the comments, pointing out this, or that, that help indicate positions and navigation with the stars in their position in comparison to what Kale is accustomed to. She smiles and falls silent after a moment of t his, though she continues looking at Kale, and reaches forward again to tuck the white braid of hair behind his ear.

Genevyeve shifts moving her knees to the side...

Genevyeve tilts her head looking to Rodger then looks back up to the sky....

Rodger looks down at Genevyeve. He seems.. a bit sad, and weary, and his voice is much more quiet than usual. He asks a bit hesitantly. "I realized you might be here.. can I join you?"

Kale's usual reluctance to have anyone closer than arms length is no where in evidence as he smiles fondly at Olista and her gentle touch. Nodding toward the northern stars he comments that they are unfamiliar to him and expresses his curiousity as to what land lies beneath them. Glancing southeast then straight above, Kale appears to be calculating distances from Tarabon to Tar Valon, looking North he again takes on that calculating look as he makes another attempt at land based navigation.

Olista smiles and murmurs softly to Kale in response, though as they grow more distant, the words become indistinguishable.

Genevyeve looks to him her eyes looking over Rodger's face and nods "yes" she speaks softly

Rodger takes a deep breath before he sits down with his back against the tree, just next to Genevyeve. He seems to notice something in her face, and leans to her to whisper

Genevyeve nods her head and speaks in the soft voice once more.. "yes.. the dreams" she sighs and looks down to her feet.. her fists clutching the sides of her skirts

Olista mutters to Kale, "I know... of... foreign... have never... more... own... practical..."

Olista whispers "I know little of how the stars relate to foreign cities, I'm afraid. I have never learned much of that. My interest has been more for my own sake than such ... practical uses."

Genevyeve mutters to Rodger, "... joked... had... in every town waiting for... and... he told me... and... to... thing..."

Genevyeve sighs a little.. and shifts once more.. looking out into the grove..

Rodger moves a stray of reddish brown back behind his ear, and seems to study Genevyeve.. He asks softly "He? Who do you mean?"

Rodger leans back with his head against the tree, eyes moving away from Genevyeve for a while, up towards the sky instead.

Genevyeve mutters to Rodger, "the... night..... one... hs... my heart,... know... i will see... long been broken..."

Kale smiles at Olista, being ever practical.

Olista reaches out gingerly to take Kale's arm as she walks, supporting herself a little more with it. She looks up at him, and returns the smile.

Genevyeve sighs and brings her knees up wrapping her arms around them resting her chin upon them

Olista brooches the subject again very tentatively, and seems uncertain of how she should do so, "You said that you were more concerned with the Aes Sedai you were warder to being a good match to yourself, but at the same time, looking for someone who wanted to take up that bond. You do not know of anyone that would wish to? After all, I can already see that you are miserable being warder to Ashlynn because she is never around. I can understand how that might make you feel useless or not needed."

Rodger blushes very faintly for some reason, but nods slowly to her answers. He mutters to Genevyeve, "I... understand... someone... even... someone like you."

Genevyeve blushes and and turns her head. a faint smile upon her lips.

Genevyeve whispers a shy "thank you"

Olista notes the increasing cloud cover and a slight sprinkling of rain. She frowns slightly, seeming none to happy about it, and sighs.

Rodger smiles faintly, and rather shyly. His voice is soft as he speaks quietly again. He mutters to Genevyeve, "To... you are... truly... with one of... have... my life time.... gleeman must..."

Puflin walks in from the west, leaving Treesingers Avenue behind as she takes in the splendor of the Grove.

Genevyeve blushes and stands. her hands smoothing her skirts looking down at her feet...

Rodger seems a bit sad at something, and looks away from Genevyeve, noticing Puflin in the process. He smiles faintly and politely to her. "Puflin."

Olista walks arm in arm with Kale, somewhat distant, and speaks with him in soft tones.

Rodger sits next to Genevyeve under a tree, speaking quietly

Genevyeve looks up to see whom Rodger addressed and nods her head..

Puflin smiles to Gene and Rodger "hi friends

Genevyeve speak softly "hello Puflin" she turns her head and looks up to the clouds.

Puflin says "whats wrong with you two today"

Genevyeve chuckles slightly to herself "You know how things go, good one day, gone the next' she looks to Puflin and smiles a forced smile.

Puflin worries about Gene.

Rodger seems to wait for some kind of answer from Genevyeve, but is cut off and looks up at Puflin. He manages a small grin, but he adds a bit of warmth to it. "I guess that things haven't been very easy lately."

Genevyeve mutters to Puflin.

Puflin says "really why is that"

Genevyeve takes a step walking over Rodger and stand back to him and Puflin and looks up to the clouds once more wrapping her arms around herself.

Rodger and stands with her back to you and puf..."

Genevyeve turns her head, and her eyes look at Puflin's face and she speaks one word.. softly

Rodger looks up at Genevyeve and Puflin, but remains seated for a while, letting the women have a moment for themselves. His large brown eyes are somehow distant, and it seems a myriad of thoughts are going through his mind every minute.

Genevyeve turns and loks up to the sky feeling the sprinkle hitting her face she closes her eyes

Rodger suggests quietly to Genevyeve, his voice soft, almost like velvet. "Perhaps we should go someplace where we can avoid the rain? It might get worse soon.. " With that he stands, brushing some grass off of his pants.

Genevyeve shakes her head and looks over her shoulder "You may go if you wish. i find it rather refreshing.." a faint smile upon her lips.. little drops of water upon her skin...

Rodger suddenly chuckles a little, softly, and with small traces of warmth. Drops of rain are slowly making his reddish brown hair a little darker, as it slowly starts clinging a little to his face, He walks over to Genevyeve. "And leave you alone here in the rain? " His chuckle turns into a small grin. "I am not sure my conscience would be clean after doing such a thing to you. " There's a hint of jest in it.. but the voice is surprisingly sincere.

Genevyeve blushes a little and lowers her head slightly

Rodger adds a bit thoughtfully. "Unless of course, you want me to go?"

Genevyeve lifts her head and looks to Rodger speaking "that decision is yours to make not mine, who am I to tell you what you must do..' pausing a little her eyes glance over Rodger's face and then looks over to puflin ...

Genevyeve tilting her head she looks to puflin "forgive me, lots have been on my mind of tlate.. how are you my friend"

Puflin says "I am fine"

Kale pauses, "Ashlynn Sedai and I have an understanding. She will pass my bond to a sister that want me, and that I chose to be with. and so far...none have been interested..."

Rodger suddenly chuckles a little, softly, and with small traces of warmth. Drops of rain are slowly making his reddish brown hair a little darker, as it slowly starts clinging a little to his face, He walks over to Genevyeve. "And leave you alone here in the rain? " His chuckle turns into a small grin. "I am not sure my conscience would be clean after doing such a thing to you. " There's a hint of jest in it.. but the voice is surprisingly sincere.

Genevyeve takes a step out not covered by the leaves of the trees.

Genevyeve blushes and turning her head.

Puflin looks to the woman

Rodger looks at Genevyeve again, as the trickles of rain becomes a more.. normal.. rain. Yet not a downpour or the like (OOC I hope no one objects?) Drops start running down his face, and his reddish hair almost becomes smooth, from usually being a bit unruly. He smiles faintly and says softly "I will, if you wish however, go." You get a feeling however, that that isn't what he really wants.

Olista frowns slightly as she finds the rain getting even worse.

Genevyeve turns and looks to him "It is what you wish stay if you want to stay who am i to tell you what to do Rodger"

Puflin notices the haste in Gene's words

Genevyeve studies rodger's face but then turns and looks to puflin a hand moving up to her hair smoothing it back almost seeming to curl a little more.. "forgive me, my mind has been upon other things. how are you my friend?"

Puflin says "I am fine but I can see that something ails you dear"

Kale smiles. "It is not the place of a Trainee or a Warder to ask to be bonded, nor to ask another sister to take his bond. My position is largely ignored by the other Aes Sedai, except Semarra Sedai and Tamarind Sedai," Kale turns and begins leading O lista back toward the Tower. "Semarra offered to bond me until her warder became upset with the idea, and the Keeper also offered to carry my bond even though she wasn't Green...but I disuaded her. My feeling is that should there be a sister who finds me worthy of being her warder...she would have to make her interest known..."

Rodger seems to be completely and utterly ignorant of the rain. He shakes his head slightly towards Genevyeve and chuckles warmly. "You are more than you are aware of yourself, Genevyeve. " He turns to look at Puflin at the sound of her voice.

Genevyeve chuckles "It is nothing that time will not heal..' she looks to Puflin tilting her head...

Olista nods slowly, and seems none-too-happy to be heading back towards the Tower, with the increasing rainfall. She frowns thoughtfully again, and then sighs softly.

Puflin says "lets go in it is really starting to rain harder"

Genevyeve looks up smiling and nods.. loving the rain.. but following she turns to Puflin "i will follow.."

Olista seems almost unsure of what she is saying herself, but for what reason remains difficult to determine, "And what if I were to wish to take up that bond, if you'd have me?" Her words are softer than even her usual tone, and her eyes are cast down to the ground.

Genevyeve sighs a little and then wraps her arms around herself and walks over to puflin

Rodger moves some of his now wet hair behind his ears, glancing thoughtfully at Puflin and Genevyeve.

Puflin wanders west, reluctant to leave the peaceful Ogier Grove.

Genevyeve wanders west, reluctant to leave the peaceful Ogier Grove.

Kale glances at Olista. "Then I'd send word to Ashlynn and we would have to notify the Keeper and the Amyrlin...but if you want to carry my bond Mistress, I would be honored." A subtle tension within Kale relaxes and only at the absence of it did it ev en appear to be there.

Genevyeve walks in from the west, leaving Treesingers Avenue behind as she takes in the splendor of the Grove.

Genevyeve comes back and walks over to Rodger

Genevyeve mutters to Rodger.

Genevyeve blushes slightly.. "i mean us.."

Genevyeve extends a hand to Rodger

Rodger is still standing in the rain, looking up at the sky. He blinks as Genevyeve speaks to him, surprised that anyone asked him at all. He shrugs lightly, his mood becoming a bit different, signs of smiles and the like disappearing. "If you want me to."

Olista seems somehow surprised at the answer, but inclines her head, "If you would agree to that, I would be more than pleased to do so."

Genevyeve nods her head.. and looks to him then lowers her hand "we would love to have your company..."

Rodger finally takes Genevyeve's hand, a bit reluctantly, and starts walking out of the grove. He manages a very small smile. "In that case I guess I don't have much choice.."

Genevyeve nods and turns walking out

Rodger wanders west, reluctant to leave the peaceful Ogier Grove.

Genevyeve wanders west, reluctant to leave the peaceful Ogier Grove.

Kale smiles softly. "I'll agree, Mistress, but as to what must be done to transfer a bond, I have to admit I don't know."

Olista smiles, and adds, "I would also feel far more comfortable if you would call me Olista, as opposed to Mistress. I am nobody's Mistress, truly." She pauses, "Honestly, I know little about it myself. That would be for Ashlynn to worry about at this point." She smiles at you, "I hope to not make you feel so useless as you must feel now. In truth, I never wanted to take a warder before because I didn't feel I needed one, and I knew there were other sisters that do. What with me remaining inside the T ower so much...although I suppose I do go out along in the evening often, and knowing your interests are so similar, I would be blessed with your company, warder or not."

Kale nods, "Perhaps then after my bond is transferred, there may come a time when you and I can go to Tarabon for the spring. One a ship just out of sight of land, on a clear night...now there's when you can look at how truly magnificent the night sky is."

Olista smiles brightly, "I would love to do that...I've never been on a ship before."

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