<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/>One thing was becoming crystal clear. Moira had no clue what was actually going through his head. She could suspect and the look that she gave him, one that did more than hint at the pleasantries they could exchange, would be close. It was within the target, but far from the mark. Never underestimate the debauchery a man that had seen lifetimes of war could come up with when given a willing target.  His smile was easy, soft in comparison but his hands were a different story. They moved on her as they spun, gripping her possessively with each time, the strength in those hands telling the same story that his smile would. That there was so much more to work with the second time… or was it the third? Light when did he start counting…when did he have to?<br/><br/>She spun with abandon. It was almost freeing as she smiled and let the cares of the world go. The feel of the silk pooling around him the flash of flesh to anyone who was watching and at this point they had quite a few more. It was not every day that an Aes Sedai danced like this and now adding to that the twirls and movements they tossed in others had paused to watch as they flowed across the dance floor. In a way, Kal was jealous. The weight of the last battle rested on her shoulders, the training needed to be ready, the grief that they both felt and she could find a way to let it all go and spin. The rush of it was enough to cause his own stomach to tighten through the bond.<br/><br/>For a brief moment, his lips parted in simple awe.<br/><br/>“No you did not, I am going to have to watch your words very carefully it seems always leaving yourself just enough room…” His hand dropped away settling back at his side. The dance had been exhilarating but he had barely started to breath hard. “Willing to enjoy the attempt, I am not sure who you were dancing with but that was far from an attempt. That was a success.” Kal gave her a sage like nod, guiding them both a bit to the edge of the floor as people started to shuffle around getting in place for the next dance. “You know damn well what would happen if you…” she robbed him of the words as she slipped the compliment in at the end.<br/><br/>“You do?”<br/><br/>There was an honest bit of surprise in there. Granted if she had really disliked him or if his antics proved to be too much she could have passed him off to another. The first few months he had attempted to have her do just that not wanting the memory hanging around him so close but now they were here and that simple admission. That simple truthful admission was not something he had ever expected to get. What was he supposed to say? You too? Did he mean it did he….”Yeah, I think I will go for that other dance now.” Smooth as always. He held an arm out for her to take, bringing them back and then offering his hand, the other settling on her once again. The strength of the last dance wasn’t there and for once it simply rested on her contently.<br/>