"I want sleep!"
The voice was strident, proud, a voice that demanded to be heard.
"So sleep. It's really not that complicated, little girl who thinks she's an Aes Sedai."
The other voice was weary, yet it still managed to sound condescending.
"I can't sleep! Rand's making too much of a racket. So there!"
"That's not my problem."
Nyneave sighed, cursing the housing shortage. Because of the hole in their wall (Mesaana's missed balefire strike at Aviendha.go read the first chapter again.), Semirhage and Mesaana had moved into the room she shared with Siuan. It was bad enough with Siuan, and she supposed that sharing a room with Semirhage couldn't be fun, but both of them combined..
"Listen, Siuan," she broke in, "if Rand's moaning annoys you so much, go ask him to shut up."
"What makes you think he'll listen to me, you foolish girl? He doesn't listen to anyone. Except maybe Lews Therin," Siuan mused.
"Honestly. He won't obey you after all you've done for him? No wonder they took all of your powers away, if you can't even control an idiot like him!" Semirhage's voice was harsh, yet Nyneave noted a cunning undertone.
"We'll see about that!" With a huff, Siuan stormed out of the room, towards the bathroom where Rand was moaning.
Mesaana rolled over in bed and looked up, the first indication that she was awake. The three women exchanged glances, and Semirhage rose from the bed and locked the door. Giggling to herself, she climbed back into the bed and pulled the covers tight.
That giggling would get annoying, Nyneave decided. She was glad that she wouldn't have to room with the woman on a permenant basis.
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The wind was cold in Aviendha's new room, yet she didn't notice. Years of desert living had acclimated her to cold nights. Life in a tent helped her to ignore the hole in the wall. She had been moved into the room that Mesaana and Semirhage had shared, on the condition that she would be could move back in with Siuan and Nyneave when the hole was patched.
The others thought that this was a punishment. Little did they know that at night she searched the room, looking for clues to Mesaana's weaknesses. No middle aged Wetlander Forsaken woman would steal her man away. He belonged to her, her sisters, and not to that disgusting woman.
Outside, it started to rain. Aviendha had never dealt with rain on a normal basis. She wasn't even sure she could deal with it. She got to her feet, and gathered the bedsheets. If she couldn't sleep here, then maybe she could sleep in the hall.
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Moridin walked down the stairs carefully. It was dark, and he only had one hand to hold on to the banister. The other hand was carrying a tortoise.
"Eleven.twelve.thirteen. There. We're at the bottom now." Moridin took another step before he realized that there were fourteen steps. Mr. Shelly flew out of his grasp and skittered across the floor, while Moridin stumbled and smacked his head on a table he had forgotten existed. Cursing, he stood, only to hit himself again. Several profanity-filled minutes later, he decided that using the One Power to make light would be worthwhile right about now.
Mr. Shelly might have flinched when the brilliant light suddenly filled the kitchen, but the tortoise did not move. All of his effort went into trying to roll off of his back. He glared at Moridin as the man rose to his feet and stumbled towards the refrigerator. The amount of light flooding the room rose even higher as Moridin opened the fridge. He glared at the contents.
Lettuce. Shaidar Haran had thought it was funny to punish his failures in this manner. Lettuce, a food not fit for man nor beast, and certainly not fit for his midnight snack.
Meanwhile, Mr. Shelly spotted the lettuce. If the tortoise had cared, it would have been torture, trapped on his back with such luscious food in sight.
Sighing, Moridin slammed the fridge shut and stormed up the stairs in a rage, leaving his companion alone and helpless.
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In the darkness, two bodies collided.
"Watch where you're going, foolish Wetlander!"
"I wouldn't need to if you weren't in my way, you woolheaded girl! Wait.Aviendha?"
"Siuan?"
The two bodies recognized each other, and began to plot household domination.
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"Mrrrrrrrrphlgerb."
"Shut up."
"Mrrrrrrr."
"Mat, be quiet."
"ZZZZZzzzzzZZZZZZzzzzz.."
"Don't snore. Please."
"ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ."
Admitting defeat, Demandred got out of bed, and shook Mat awake.
"Stop snoring!" he commanded.
Mat's face crinkled in confusion before he shook himself loose. Demandred watched as Mat shifted slightly and then went back to sleep.
"zzzzZZZZzzzz."
Demandred glared one more time, then gathered his bedsheets. He couldn't sleep in the hall, since there was a devious planning session. He couldn't sleep outside, the rain would mess up his hair. Scowling, he stormed down the stairs and went to sleep on the kitchen floor.
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The moaning turned into howling that night. The howling was worse than the moaning.
"Ilyena! Where are you Ilyena? And where is my food? I'm hungry! Ilyena, bring me food! Why aren't you bringing me food, Ilyena? You're in league with Demandred, aren't you? ILYENA!!!!"
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(AN: thanks for reviews. ::gives cookies::)
The voice was strident, proud, a voice that demanded to be heard.
"So sleep. It's really not that complicated, little girl who thinks she's an Aes Sedai."
The other voice was weary, yet it still managed to sound condescending.
"I can't sleep! Rand's making too much of a racket. So there!"
"That's not my problem."
Nyneave sighed, cursing the housing shortage. Because of the hole in their wall (Mesaana's missed balefire strike at Aviendha.go read the first chapter again.), Semirhage and Mesaana had moved into the room she shared with Siuan. It was bad enough with Siuan, and she supposed that sharing a room with Semirhage couldn't be fun, but both of them combined..
"Listen, Siuan," she broke in, "if Rand's moaning annoys you so much, go ask him to shut up."
"What makes you think he'll listen to me, you foolish girl? He doesn't listen to anyone. Except maybe Lews Therin," Siuan mused.
"Honestly. He won't obey you after all you've done for him? No wonder they took all of your powers away, if you can't even control an idiot like him!" Semirhage's voice was harsh, yet Nyneave noted a cunning undertone.
"We'll see about that!" With a huff, Siuan stormed out of the room, towards the bathroom where Rand was moaning.
Mesaana rolled over in bed and looked up, the first indication that she was awake. The three women exchanged glances, and Semirhage rose from the bed and locked the door. Giggling to herself, she climbed back into the bed and pulled the covers tight.
That giggling would get annoying, Nyneave decided. She was glad that she wouldn't have to room with the woman on a permenant basis.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The wind was cold in Aviendha's new room, yet she didn't notice. Years of desert living had acclimated her to cold nights. Life in a tent helped her to ignore the hole in the wall. She had been moved into the room that Mesaana and Semirhage had shared, on the condition that she would be could move back in with Siuan and Nyneave when the hole was patched.
The others thought that this was a punishment. Little did they know that at night she searched the room, looking for clues to Mesaana's weaknesses. No middle aged Wetlander Forsaken woman would steal her man away. He belonged to her, her sisters, and not to that disgusting woman.
Outside, it started to rain. Aviendha had never dealt with rain on a normal basis. She wasn't even sure she could deal with it. She got to her feet, and gathered the bedsheets. If she couldn't sleep here, then maybe she could sleep in the hall.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Moridin walked down the stairs carefully. It was dark, and he only had one hand to hold on to the banister. The other hand was carrying a tortoise.
"Eleven.twelve.thirteen. There. We're at the bottom now." Moridin took another step before he realized that there were fourteen steps. Mr. Shelly flew out of his grasp and skittered across the floor, while Moridin stumbled and smacked his head on a table he had forgotten existed. Cursing, he stood, only to hit himself again. Several profanity-filled minutes later, he decided that using the One Power to make light would be worthwhile right about now.
Mr. Shelly might have flinched when the brilliant light suddenly filled the kitchen, but the tortoise did not move. All of his effort went into trying to roll off of his back. He glared at Moridin as the man rose to his feet and stumbled towards the refrigerator. The amount of light flooding the room rose even higher as Moridin opened the fridge. He glared at the contents.
Lettuce. Shaidar Haran had thought it was funny to punish his failures in this manner. Lettuce, a food not fit for man nor beast, and certainly not fit for his midnight snack.
Meanwhile, Mr. Shelly spotted the lettuce. If the tortoise had cared, it would have been torture, trapped on his back with such luscious food in sight.
Sighing, Moridin slammed the fridge shut and stormed up the stairs in a rage, leaving his companion alone and helpless.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
In the darkness, two bodies collided.
"Watch where you're going, foolish Wetlander!"
"I wouldn't need to if you weren't in my way, you woolheaded girl! Wait.Aviendha?"
"Siuan?"
The two bodies recognized each other, and began to plot household domination.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"Mrrrrrrrrphlgerb."
"Shut up."
"Mrrrrrrr."
"Mat, be quiet."
"ZZZZZzzzzzZZZZZZzzzzz.."
"Don't snore. Please."
"ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ."
Admitting defeat, Demandred got out of bed, and shook Mat awake.
"Stop snoring!" he commanded.
Mat's face crinkled in confusion before he shook himself loose. Demandred watched as Mat shifted slightly and then went back to sleep.
"zzzzZZZZzzzz."
Demandred glared one more time, then gathered his bedsheets. He couldn't sleep in the hall, since there was a devious planning session. He couldn't sleep outside, the rain would mess up his hair. Scowling, he stormed down the stairs and went to sleep on the kitchen floor.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The moaning turned into howling that night. The howling was worse than the moaning.
"Ilyena! Where are you Ilyena? And where is my food? I'm hungry! Ilyena, bring me food! Why aren't you bringing me food, Ilyena? You're in league with Demandred, aren't you? ILYENA!!!!"
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(AN: thanks for reviews. ::gives cookies::)