<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>Kalain Baneron<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Saven 5th | 990NE | Evening<br/><strong>Place:</strong>Faire around Tar Valon<br/><strong>Warning:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>He thought she should be blushing did he? Bringing her gaze back to his face a small smirk touched her lips. His words had brought to mind their last night together, the shared pleasure of it, and the aches (pleasant reminders she'd carried in her body) it had left her with for days afterward. As she thought of it the look she gave him changed subtly, her lids half closing, her lips just barely curving upward and her head tilting just slightly as if in speculation. It was a look that did bring about a few blushes - they were on a crowded dance floor in the middle of a faire, it was a look that was scene - but none of them graced<em>her</em>cheeks. She was a Sister of the Green Ajah, they were known to be the most open, the most likely to take lovers and the least likely to be ashamed of, or to bother hiding, the pleasures they took in them. She had no intention of blushing like a maiden with her first crush now.<br/><br/>The next time he spun her in close she murmured, "It would take a lot more than any<em>thoughts</em>running through your head to make me blush Kalain Baneron!"<br/><br/>She liked how he improvised when he made a mistake. The spinning made her skirts flare around her legs and she didn't care in the least that it flashed not just her ankle but a length of calf as well. In all honesty, if she had twirled in the middle of the floor, with no one else near by, the skirts could have flared as high as to flash the first inch or two her thighs, but he was close enough that instead they flashed a small length of her lower legs and slithered against his own as well, the green silk caressing the darker shades of his own breeches making a very pretty picture of them as the moved across the floor. While this earned them a couple more scandalized looks, most of the city dwellers simply gave small, indulgent, smiles to see a Sister so clearly enjoying herself, and not keeping herself entirely aloof from the common people who lived in the city around the Tower.<br/><br/>As the music began to slow she wondered if he would partner her again, or if he'd allow her to dance with someone else, his words made it clear even before they stopped, with a final flourish, and he held his arm out, even though she didn't need it for support. "I never said I could find a partner that could outlast you on the dance floor Kal, just that I was willing to enjoy the attempt if you didn't want to partner with me yourself. You may be my Warder but I would never try and force you to dance attendance upon me like some sort of courtier. When we aren't sniping at each other I enjoy your company," she admitted with a small shrug. It was a truth that she had only recently admitted, even to herself.<br/><br/>When he said he'd dance once more with her she flashed him a warm smile, nothing hidden or sensual in it, just a warm grin of delight. He really was an excellent partner (better than she'd hoped for actually but she didn't say<em>that</em>! no need to inflate the man's ego!) and she'd hoped he'd opt to continue dancing with her. After the vigor of the last dance the musician took some pity on the dancers and played a tune that, while still lively, was slightly slower than the last so that people could catch their breaths.