<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>Open (anyone is free to jump in!)<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Morning, Saven 5th, 990NE<br/><strong>Place:</strong>Infirmary<br/><strong>Warning:</strong>Minor Injuries<br/><hr/>Stifling a yawn, Shayella lifted the cup of hot tea to her lips, sipping at the strong brew gratefully.  “Thank you.”  She said to the young novice that had brought her the beverage.  After another sip, she set the cup down carefully and regarded the young woman that would be assisting in the infirmary that day.  “It will not be an easy day for you.”  She mused, feeling for the novice even though she understood why it was necessary.  She had gone through the same thing herself.  “You’ll be expected to keep the infirmary floors clean, the linens changed out between patients and fetch supplies as needed.”  She explained calmly, her voice gentle.  She would have made a terrible Mistress of the Novices but still respected that they were cycled through the Tower to clean and build character.<br/><br/>“Some of the males training to become Gaidin have already started their daily workouts and sparring.  If any should arrive, you are not permitted to speak with them.”  She continued.  It was Tower policy to keep the novices away from the males and it was rather difficult to do while working in the infirmary.  While there were occasional women that had some sort of channeling accident, it was most often the males that came in with injuries.  Her blue eyes flicked to the spotless white dress the novice wore and down to the dark yellow one she wore almost wistfully.  Being a novice was incredibly hard and she was grateful to be past it but the experience had brought her to where she was today.<br/><br/>“Yes, Aes Sedai.”  The young woman replied softly, her voice filled with the exhaustion that was apparent on her young face.<br/><br/>Nodding in approval, they both turned at the sound of heavy steps falling on the immaculate floors.  Shayella’s brows knit at the sight of the Valdar entering the infirmary, one arm bent at an unnatural angle.  “Please, have a seat.”  She said and gestured toward one of the beds set up for the patients.  Wasting no time, she strode toward the injured man, her slightly heeled shoes making light clicking sounds on the floor.<br/><br/>“That’s quite a break.”  Shayella remarked with a sympathetic wince.  She could see the break clearly and a bulge where the broken bone was trying to push through his skin.  Glancing up at his pain stricken face, her deep blue eyes met his for a moment.  “What happened?”  She asked casually, trying to distract him from the obvious pain.<br/><br/>As he spoke, telling her about his morning training and thrusting when he should have parried, she listened and touched the One Power.  Laying her hand ever so gently on the break, she began weaving water, air and spirit into a healing weave.  Carefully, she wove the healing around his arm, taking from his own energy and body to heal the broken arm quickly.  The broken bone reset and knit together seamlessly as she used the One Power.<br/><br/>Taking a deep breath, she let the power drain from her and smiled at the Valdar.  “You’re all set.”  She said, pleased to see the pain gone from his face.  “A healing like this does take quite a bit out of you.  You’ll need to eat more today than you might be used to and I recommend resting today.”  She mentioned.  “And perhaps a lighter training day tomorrow.”  She paused, her smile brightening.  “Good luck to you.”  She added at the end.  She was always happy to treat the Gaidin in training as those that made it to being bonded were not only expected to risk injury for an Aes Sedai but also their very lives.  It was an incredible act of selflessness and bravery and Shayella respected anyone capable of doing that for another.  The bond was such a deep, emotional connection between two people that she couldn’t praise the men enough that dedicated their lives toward that potential outcome.