<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/c1/RedAjah.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Theraeve Valaim (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=234819.msg11557599#msg11557599)<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Aes Sedai of the Red Ajah<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Shayella, Closed<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Afternoon, Saven 5th, 990NE<br/><strong>Place:</strong>Her private suit in the Tower<br/><strong>Warning:</strong>n/a<br/><hr/><br/>It had been a rough night for Theraeve, most of which she'd spent tossing and turning in her bed, unable to find more than a few minutes of sleep at a time. She'd returned to the Tower on the previous evening with her latest capture, a particularly spirited and angry one who'd left her a nasty bump on the back of her head to remember him by. Ever since, she'd been suffering from a relentless pulsating headache which she'd written off as nothing at first, but it had only gotten progressively worse since then.<br/><br/>By the time that the sun had finally come up and she'd given up on getting any rest, it wasn't just Theraeve's head pounding anymore, but also constant feelings of dizziness and nausea which completely robbed her of any appetite. Still, it felt wrong to be moaning about something so trivial when she considered what the young man whom she'd brought to the Tower would be suffering, not just today but for months if not years to come.<br/><br/>Thankfully, a couple glasses of wine taken in lieu of breakfast had allowed her to keep it together long enough to get through the morning meeting which she'd been summoned to by the sitters of her Ajah. Upon returning to her quarters, Theraeve tossed her blood red shawl over the back of a chair but otherwise didn't bother changing out of the relatively conservative outfit that she'd worn for the meeting. It was a long-sleeved, form fitting burgundy dress with a modest neckline and glossy leather shoulderpads for a touch of flair, as well as a matching leather underbust corset worn over it which meant that her breasts were still quite prominent despite being mostly covered up. She still looked a bit of a mess with her hair slightly disheveled and the dark circles under her eyes...but a mess which had made some amount of effort to put itself together, at the very least.<br/><br/>The light knock against her door came shortly afterwards, right as she'd finished downing another glass of wine in a misguided attempt to keep that sensation of nauseousness at bay. Putting down the block of ice wrapped in cloth which she'd been holding against her head, Theraeve got up and went to let Shayella in, already knowing it was her just based on her manner of knocking. That, and Theraeve didn't get too many visitors in general.<br/><br/>Seeing her friend standing there, looking immaculate as always and wearing a pleasant smile upon her even more pleasant face, the blonde could only offer up a tired groan instead of a proper greeting while her eyes dipped down to the floor. At face value, it seemed like annoyance, and most would surely have taken it as such, but Shayella knew her well enough to see through it. If anything, Theraeve was slightly embarrassed since she knew that she should have gone to see a healer herself, and because she had a hunch that her friend from the Yellow Ajah would disapprove of her the way she'd tried to deal with the injury herself by drinking herself numb.<br/><br/>All of that aside, however, Theraeve was still delighted to see Shayella, as was always the case. Stepping aside, she invited the other woman inside with a nod of her head before going to take a seat on her still unmade bed. Placing her hands on her knees, she took a breath and let her shoulders slump a bit as she opened her mouth to speak. "You're looking particularly glamorous this afternoon...special plans for tonight?" Theraeve asked in a thinly veiled attempt to deflect the conversation away from herself, although she was also a little bit curious.<br/><br/>