<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e8/GreenAjah.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong><strong>Moira Niall</strong>(https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=234819.msg11564337#msg11564337)<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Sister, Green Ajah<br/><strong>Bondmate:</strong>Kalain Baneron<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Open, Watching Kal and Theraeve<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Saven 6th | 990NE | Afternoon<br/><strong>Place:</strong>The Training Grounds<br/><strong>Warning:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Moira felt a sense of satisfaction when she felt Kal's surprise jolt through their Bond. She'd gotten through to him and that was all that really mattered to her. It was one thing for him to sink into the Void when they were in the midst of an actual battle, but she'd seen the carnage he could wreak in the silence of that mental emptiness and it wasn't something that should be unleashed on the Training Grounds. Watching him start to walk away she saw him shake out his hands and her lips turned down in a small frown as she watched a few, small, drops of blood fall to the sand. Having cut her own palms on her nails before she knew what he had done, and that it would make sword practice a literal pain for the next couple of days but it served him right, he really should have paid more attention to what he was doing and not let himself get caught up like that!<br/><br/>Drawing her weave back to release it, the only excuse she had for what happened next was complete and utter shock. She saw Theraeve start to move but was surprised when the white aura that covered any woman when she channeled sprang up around the other Sister. Later she would berate herself for being slow but in all honesty she didn't expect such an overt attack within the walls of the Tower itself! Only her complete surprise, and the fact that she was already releasing her Weave, allowed the Red Sister to actually sever the Weave she'd been holding. Feeling her Weave cut off her eyes narrowed sharply and she kept her grip on Saidar, refusing to let it go in case the other woman's attention should go to a full out attack. The Red would no longer have the element of surprise, if she meant to attack she'd wasted her opportunity and put Moira on the defensive, a place she was used to being. With her actual Battle experience she doubted the other woman would be able to beat her in an all out fight, but she had learned to never underestimate her enemies.<br/><br/>And what Theraeve did next made them enemies.<br/><br/>Too far away to stop her, all she could do was watch as the Red Sister used Saidar to call a practice sword to her and attack Kal from behind! Through their Bond she felt the sudden jolt and pain of the strike, knew his skin had opened under it, but also knew it wasn't life threatening. It was only a practice sword after all, not a fully sharpened blade. She knew he would be fine but still looked to one of the Trainees nearby and barked a sharp order, "Go get a Yellow Sister," and when he didn't move quickly enough because he was gaping she added, "<em>NOW,</em>" to get him moving.<br/><br/>Seeing the Trainee speed off she drew a breath and turned a sharp glare in the direction that Theraeve was heading. Watching the woman try and slink away after what she'd just done made Moira's blood want to boil and she released Saidar while drawing one of the daggers that were always in a sheath at her waist. Flipping it to grasp the blade she took careful aim before letting her body twist slightly as her arm drew back, using her fully body to give the blade momentum as she released it with practices ease. There was a small frisson of satisfaction that ran through her body as she watched the sharpened steel sink into the ground right in front of the Red Sister. Her intention was to stop the other woman in her tracks and when their gazes met, there was nothing friendly or laughing in the Green's eyes, in fact her gaze was cold and threatening and showed the edges of her personality that allowed her walk without fear into the Blight with a band of Shinaran or Saladaen Warriors to bring the fight to their enemies.<br/><br/>When she spoke her voice was calm, but just as cold as the look in her eyes, "Beating my Warder in a fair fight is one thing, attacking him when his back is turned is another thing entirely. If I<em>ever</em>catching you playing the hotheaded coward again Theraeve, especially when that cowardice harms what is<em>mine</em>, you won't walk away from these sands."<br/><br/>Her threat given she allowed saidar to fill her once more, breathing in the peace that allowed her to channel before holding out her hand and using the Source to call her blade from the earth and back to her hand. Wiping the small flecks of dirt that clung to it on the legs of her breeches she re-sheathed the weapon before giving the Red Sister her back and turning her attention, at last, to her Warder. It took only a few steps to carry her to his side to sink down next to him and give him a light push on his shoulder, "Let me see, I'm no Yellow but I can manage some basic healing," she grumbled knowing she didn't have the mental fortitude right now to keep him from feeling the fury that still flowed through her veins or the fear that it was based on. If it hadn't been a practice sword that Theraeve had taken up, he could have been seriously hurt and she'd been too far away and too caught off guard to do a damned thing about it!<br/><br/>It gave her some perspective on his own grumbling at her some days.<br/><br/>