<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/35/YellowAjah.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Shayella Adair<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Aes Sedai of the Yellow Ajah<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Theraeve, Closed<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Afternoon, Saven 5th, 990NE<br/><strong>Place:</strong>Her Private Suite to Theraeve’s Private Suite<br/><strong>Warning:</strong>N/A<br/><hr/><br/>Shayella (https://41.media.tumblr.com/a34af605c96beb4d140a881ce24f33c4/tumblr_nc39d5t3sM1twwtlao1_250.jpg) smiled at her reflection in her small hand mirror.  After a long morning in the infirmary, it was refreshing to be cleaned up and changed.  Not only was she going to be stopping in on Theraeve but she hoped to drag her Red Sister to the faire in Tar Valon.  Setting aside the mirror, she gazed down at her yellow dress (http://i676.photobucket.com/albums/vv129/susaslin/Prom-Dress-Black-And-Silver-Yellow-.jpg), her blue eyes speculative.  It was far less conservative than she normally picked for an outfit but, at the same time, she felt strangely pretty in it.  With her hair carefully swept up and styled, she hoped to make a good impression at the faire.  With a shake of her head, she took a deep breath and headed for her door.<br/><br/>Making her way from the Yellow Hall to the Red, she offered each and every Sister she passed a warm, serene smile.  Unlike many of the other Ajah’s, the Yellow’s often saw much more of their Sisters in vulnerable times and, because of that, they needed others to feel comfortable with them.  It took much to be a healer and having the ability to heal was just the first step.  Though some were cold and didn’t even bother to respond to her overtures, Shayella didn’t take it personally.  Some Aes Sedai were more friendly than others.<br/><br/>Pausing at her friend’s door, she was tempted to just slip inside but stopped herself from doing so.  The Reds were often less encouraging of friendships outside of the Ajah and she certainly didn’t want to get Theraeve in any trouble or even have her get questioning glances.  Being as she was a well-known healer in the Tower, her presence at another’s door often went unremarked.  Raising a hand, she knocked on the door gently, carefully masking her excitement.  It had been too long since they had traveled together and she missed their adventures.  Plus, if she knew Theraeve, she likely needed to see a healer but was just too stubborn to do so.