<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/90/WTMaster.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Kalain Baneron (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=234819.msg11561809#msg11561809)<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Master of Arms, Pain in the Ass<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Moira<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Saven 5th | 990 NE | Evening<br/><strong>Place:</strong>Faire around Tar Valon<br/><strong>Warning:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Aes Sedai were supposed to be stoic creatures that were carved out of the same alabaster like stone of the tower. Impassive, stoic, and above all not looking for trouble. Yet every time he caught eyes with the green sister he found that smile. That one smile. That one smile that was going to be the death of him. She had a smile like that too but when it danced across Elaine’s face it usually meant he was in for a wild ride. This smile, spoke of dangers that were far closer to home. The Master of Arms tugged her close through one of the spins closing that last bit of the distance to create yet another scandal between the green and her warder as he whispered roughly, lips right next to her ear. “If you could truly see into my mind like you claim to, then it would not be an eyebrow raised but a blush upon your cheeks.”<br/><br/>He let her spin away, each time they moved catching more of the dance. A lifetime of training let Kal pick up moves quickly. Forms that were once foreign concepts able to be picked up quickly and if he studied it carefully dancing was just like fighting. There was just far less bloodshed…usually…if he was doing it right. The compliment pulled him out of his head, “At the end of the day, dancing is just like fighting only we both can win.” The momentary lapse of concentration however caused a misstep. He moved left when he should have right opting to turn the problem into a spin, a flourish that had them twirling together and coming out where they needed to.<br/><br/>“Just like a battle field.”<br/><br/>He chuckled more to himself, the music starting to calm down now a warning that the song would be finishing. Kal had to choose, another dance and letting her win or risking a knife in the darkness.  That was the excuse he was going to use, it let him believe that it was because he was not enjoying himself. That the smile was just for her benefit. That he was not betraying her memory by moving on. “I see what you are doing, you think to question my stamina when you know damn right that there is nothing out there that could outlast a warder in their prime.”<br/><br/>With the last strains of the music he raised their hands and spun her quickly several times in rapid succession. The music faded out, holding out his arm to keep her steady if she needed it. “Perhaps one more.”<br/>