That sig has cleavage!!!

 

And I created it just for you, Dias.

33. Rand's new sig pic. I know Ata already said it, but it bears repeating. It's hot!

“Light! I am so excited! What do I do now, Aes Sedai!?â€

Shaneevae couldn’t help, but smile at the young girl’s excitement as she slipped the emerald back over head. “Well.†She said as she placed her hands on her hips. “You’ll be getting yourself directly to the Mistress of Novices to begin your training, which is unfortunate for Miss Potter and me. She’ll have need of a new apprentice and I’ll have need of a new seamstress.†The child looked almost guilty at Shaneevae’s last words and the Brown sister touched her gently on the shoulder. “No worries child. Tower business certainly comes before my need for a few new dresses.â€

Shaneevae started to poke around the room in search of ink and quill and was rewarded when she spotted a small, black jar and quill set on the top shelf. Relaxing her shoulders and mind, the Aes Sedai embraced Saidar bringing her prize down into her grasp on a fine net of Air. Ellinielle’s eyes widened in amazement as she watched the set drift unencumbered through the air to end delicately in Shaneevae’s outstretched palms. “Now for parchment child, do you know where Miss Potter keeps it?â€

The future novice scurried over to the far corner of the room and with a few shuffles quickly scurried back with a few pieces of crisp, wrinkled pieces of parchment. “Thank you, child†With tools in hand, Shaneevae began the brief note that would forever change the seamstress’ life, forever weave her into the Pattern.

Faerzyne Sedai,

I have had to grandest fortune while shopping in Tar Valon, a youth who has the ability to be taught. Go out for a new dress, come back with a novice, all in a days work, I say. So, I send her to you and I’m sure you’ll have her in novice whites within the hour.

Shaneevae Sedai

Folding up the parchment, Shaneevae handed it over to Ellinielle. Pack up your belongings and head to the Tower. At the entrance you’ll be asked your business. Tell them that you’ve been sent to the Mistress of Novices by Shaneevae Sedai. Once you arrive at Faerzyne Sedai’s office, give her this note. She will take care of the rest. Placing her hand under the child’s chin, she lifted it slightly and smiled, “May the Light keep you and bless you.â€

With that, Shaneevae left the shop, the door chiming with her exit.

Shaneevae Sedai

OOC: Now just post your arrival at the White Tower on the White Tower board. Place attention MON in your heading and she'll be along shortly. It was great rping with you, let me know if you need anything else! Good Luck.

Colors. That was the problem. There were so many lovely fabrics and patterns, so many from which to choose. Jewel tones, pastels, rich blooded reds, plush velvets and opulent chocolates, how was a girl to choose? Rubbing a dark velvet against her face, she eyed a heavy golden brocade weighing it’s attributes within her mind when the young woman interrupted her thoughts.

“Excuse me, Aes Sedai, but I…was just wondering if…maybe…you might be able test me…to see if I can channel?â€

Shaneevae’s eyes widened in surprise. A young woman in Tar Valon and she hadn’t been tested yet? It was unheard of and especially when the novice quarters were only a fraction full of what they used to be.

Looking at the seamstress intently, she wondered if this young girl had any idea of the sacrifices that would have to be made if it were found that she could channel. Certainly, the benefits of such were astronomical, but sometimes so were the limitations of such a commitment. Sometimes she mourned the loss of motherhood so keenly that she would spend hours watching the children of Tar Valon play before going to her quarters and crying pitifully with a heart full of could have beens and should have beens. Her regret did not stem only from the loss of Ryan and what could have been, but from as far back as her youth. For some women escaping motherhood was a blessing while for others it was a curse and there were days when she could see the positives from both sides.

“How long have you been in Tar Valon, child? I’m awed that you could have escaped notice this long without being tested. No matter, we shall remedy that immediately.â€

Pulling on a delicate silver chain, she fished an emerald the size of a robin’s egg from between her breasts. Crossing the room, she sat and beckoned for the blue eyed child to sit across from her. Indicating for her to hold out her hands, Shannevae placed the stone in her cupped palms.

“Now, I want you to clear your mind of everything except for the stone that is in your hands.†Watching the young woman’s face, she could see the excitement as well as the trepidation. “Now focus, child. Focus only on the stone and leave all other thoughts outside of the room, outside of your mind.â€

The young woman’s face became a blank canvas as she stared into the cool jewel. Shaneevae only had to wait for a short time when the emerald flashed with Saidar. Smiling, she leaned forward to gain the girl’s attention. “Congratulations Ellinielle, you have the ability to learn to channel.â€

Shaneevae Sedai

Head of the Brown Ajah

OOC: Just reply with how you focused on the emerald and then your reaction to the news. In my next post I will write a note and send you directly to the Mistress of Novices.

Bleh' date=' Rand, you know Shan and I have all these people beat. Pick a winner. And pick wisely lest you anger your favorite ladies :P[/quote']

 

That's my girl! :D Come on, Rand. Ya know ya wanna.

A bright smile broke out across her face at the child’s perfect curtsy and polite greeting even if the pretty youth looked a little taken back by her presence. “Fantastic!†She said clapping her hands. Shall we get started?â€

With that, the youth turned for Shaneevae to follow her behind the curtains. Immediately her eyes and hands darted toward the luxurious fabrics that lined a multitude of shelves. How on Earth would she ever choose only two? Maybe she would have to splurge a tad further with such a rich selection from which to choose. Her small hands traced a myriad of patterns, textures and colors. Her eyes were wide and her mind scrambling with effort to form a quick decision. It had been so long since she had allowed herself the luxury of a new gown or two….maybe even three that she no longer knew what was in style or even what colors flattered her earthy, freckled complexion.

She, of course, knew that the Cairhein or Andoran styles would make her buxom figure look frumpy rather than voluptuous, but that only left a few styles. Tairen had always been her choice. The neckline draping from the shoulders and the slim fit had always flattered her nicely, but she desperately wanted something new. Maybe simply adding a few more embellishments, which she normally stayed away from would do the trick.

Having been lost in thought, she turned making a brief apology, “I’m sorry child. I’m easily distracted.†Shaneevae let out a throaty laugh. “Perhaps you could recommend something for me? If you would be so kind.â€

Shaneevae el'Edware

Head of the Brown Ajah

OOC: You did a wonderful job! I figure on my next post I will ask you if you'd like to be tested or you could bring it up in your next post. Shaneevae is very busty and is a curvaceous handful. She is considered pretty with freckles and blue-green eyes. I've always imagined her very earthy in appearance. Please forgive my terrible RPing..I've been out of practice for awhile. *winks*

Spring had arrived and Shaneevae had to admit the warming weather did a tremendous amount for her flagging mood of late. Birds sang a song of tinkling bells and a slight breeze lifted her golden brown hair from her shoulders. A new season called for a new wardrobe or at least that’s what she told herself when she made the decision to spend way too many coin. The Brown Sister was rather stingy with the coin the White Tower paid her, which left her with a hefty nest egg to spend on whatever she wanted, not that she ever did. The life of a scientist had little use for coin and why should it? Everything she needed to study nature provided in abundance.

Having been in mourning for far too long, Shaneevae headed into the seamstress’ shop. Ryan was out of her life now and it was time for her to move on. She couldn’t very well live like a hermit for the rest of her life and a very poorly dressed one at that. Oh her gowns were fine if a little out of date and a little worn, but a new dress could always cheer a girl up even one as old as she. With the ringing of a bell, Miss Potter came tottering out. The woman was getting up in years and the age showed heavily on her lined face, but she was still the best the city had to offer. Finer work Shaneevae had never seen.

Miss Potter’s face lit up at the sight of her and rushed forward to embrace her, “Why Sedai, it has been so long and look at you.†The plump woman fussed at Shaneevae’s skirts and tsked her displeasure. “You are far too lovely to be mucking around in such poor attire.â€

Shaneevae blushed and kissed the woman briefly on each cheek before giving her a quick hug in return. “Yes, Miss Potter I have let my work distract me from some of the finer things in life, but I am here to remedy that today by the finest seamstress in all of Tar Valon.†She said giving the woman a confident smile.

“Oh you flatter me Shaneevae Sedai, but I’m afraid to say that these old eyes are starting to fail me and these crooked fingers are not as nimble as they used to be.†She said as she embarrassingly wrung her hands. “But I had the good fortune of finding a lovely young lady to help me out and I can guarantee that her work is as good as mine.â€

Turning around, Miss Potter called out in her motherly voice towards the back, “Ellinielle! Come out child. I have a very special customer for you.â€

No more than a few seconds passed when a pretty, young woman with olive skin and bright blue eyes came from behind the curtain. Shaneevae smiled welcomingly as the young woman headed in their direction. “Hello there. I hear that you are an exceptional seamstress and as luck would have it I’m in need of some exceptional gowns.â€

Ya know, I keep staring at that thing and I don't know if it's my dirty mind playing tricks on me or if I'm really seeing something dirty. :?

I think Jamsie is a rather cute nickie for our cantankerous Aussie.

Me too! Sounds like a great RP to get my feet wet again. I'll bring Shaneevae.

Done, Atagirl. :)

*laughs* Good point, Ell.

So Rand, pick Ell and myself and you get a twofer for the price of one. Come on now, you can't pass that up. :P

*flicks away* Excuse me? But I don't believe I was speaking with you. Besides I know who my real competition is.

So, what have you got for me, Ell? :D

*grins* Alright Shan' date=' I see your silky black unmentionables and raise you unbelieveable flexibility :P

 

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Alright. Alright, Amanda. I'll see your unbelievable flexibility and raise you one stuck in Freud's pyschosexual stage #1! :P

 

Had to reword that. :twisted:

Winner picking time? In that case' date=' I'd just like to remind you that I've got a cowboy hat and some pink boots laying around somewhere... :P[/quote']

 

Hey, no fair Ell. In that case, I have lots of silky, black unmentionables lying around. :P

*jumps up and down* Me! Me!

The city was a hectic rumble of carts and bargaining merchants shouting their wares to make a hard-earned coin. Shaneevae brushed her hand across a table of one merchant admiring the turquoise stones with silver worked intricately around them. One piece in particular gave her pause, but alas, she had not brought any coin. Rearranging the basket of jarred salamander samples across her arm, she headed towards the Tower, her mind fussing over the ruined hem of her pale linen skirts. How she had missed that dingy puddle in her path, she would never know, but she did know that her own distractedness would be her downfall.

Making her way up the steps of the grand entrance of the White Tower keeping her eyes down, she continued to fume over her ruined gown. Walking through the doors oblivious to their absence, she wondered why there were so many sisters in the entrance and why flurries of white scurried by. Blinking, she turned in the direction from which she came. Her blue-green eyes wide as took in the charred and splintered double doors and suddenly it was as if her hearing had been restored. Shrieks and wails of fearful confusion filled her senses and her basket of glass jars fell to the floor all but forgotten.

Hiking her skirts, eyes darting about the hall, she sought where she could be of some assistance. Taking no more than a handful of steps the stone walls began to crumble giving way as huge chunks began to fall. Not being able to see through the dust, she ducked and covered her head, but not before a stone feeling to weigh as much as she fell squarely onto her back throwing her to the floor. Tears immediately welled up within her eyes as she struggled to find the breath that had been robbed from her lungs. As she lay there struggling for breath, her lungs on fire, she heard him.

“Today is the Reckoning of the White Tower.â€

Blind rage coursed through her as she at last found her breath with a great angry gulp. Glaring at the man that had caused such destruction, she struggled to her hands and knees, rocks falling from her form. Securing her position, Shaneevae stayed crouched like animal sucking air deeply into her starved lungs. Gaze narrowed upon her target, Saidar rose within her, more than she had ever contained before.

Shaneevae Sedai

Head of the Brown Ajah

*Waves frantically* Hi Drew!!!!

pfftt.... i told you i loved you before but you left me :( my poor heart

O, speak again, bright angel! For thou art

As glorious to this night, being o'er my head,

As is a winged messenger of heaven

Unto the white, upturned, wondering eyes

Of mortals that fall back to gaze on him

When he bestrides the lazy-puffing clouds

And sails upon the bosom of the air.

Nothing like a little Shakespeare to get this love fest in full swing. :D

Ya know I love ya more than my luggage.

*saunters in, arches back and tosses hair* I'm here now. All others can admit defeat. *winks at Rand*

*Slides in way too fast and bumps into Cale*

I'm here, I think. We shall see. :D