<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/fd/Valdar.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Rhoven Bryce (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=234819.msg11565549#msg11565549)<br/><strong>Position:</strong>Valdar<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Theraeve<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Afternoon, Saven 6th, 990NE<br/><strong>Place:</strong>Training Grounds -> Exit<br/><strong>Warning:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>The poor Valdar frowned as Theraeve rebuffed his attempts to assist her, and stormed off. Or, hobbled off anyway. Limped. He strongly considered picking her up and carting her off to the infirmary against her will. She wouldn't be able to stop him, unless she tried to channel, but, he suspected she wouldn't. Probably. Still, best not to underestimate the anger of a woman in her condition. Other problems would also arise if other Red Sisters saw a man carrying off a no doubt yelling and struggling member of their own Ajah, and he certainly didn't want to deal with that, even if Theraeve didn't stab him herself. Perhaps it would just be better if he returned to his training... He threw a sidelong glance back at the sands, where the crowd was dispersing, and people were getting back about their business. The Master at Arms had instructed him to see to her, but, if she didn't want help, what could he do? He clenched his teeth angrily at the thought. Stubborn woman. He was only trying to ensure she got the treatment she needed, but, she was too prideful for her own good. It wasn't like he actually would have lectured her about losing control of her temper... Not much, anyway.<br/><br/>Sighing in frustration, he marched back across the grounds to put his training blade back and pick up his actual sword. Dropping his towel, he pulled his shirt back on and started back off across the grounds after her. Fine. If she didn't want to go, he would just follow her until she had calmed down or passed out. Then he would carry her back. The Amyrlin wouldn't be pleased if a member of her little task force got stabbed in a back alley. Or if any Aes Sedai did, really. He wouldn't be able to forgive himself if he let something happen to her either, even if she wasn't exactly his responsibility. Just a little bit. Muttering irritably under his breath, he stalked off after the sulking Sister, to watch over her and give her some space until she was prepared to be sensible. As if women were ever sensible. Sigh.