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Her restlessness has been growing.

("In a sense, it feels as though almost all my life ahead of this day has become uncertain."

"Moiraine, you dwell in this place... a woman out of your own world and out of your time."

"My devotion to the mysteries of this world transcends any single law enforcement agency... it's my responsibility to go where I can do some good."

"I hope you find your answers, whatever they may be.")

Moiraine has her suspicions, if at present barely more than that, as to what the source of her growing unease may be, but as yet she cannot confirm them.

(And if she is to undertake what comes after if she is correct in this, then she must, she must be absolutely certain, without doubt or question.)

Thus it happens that the Aes Sedai may be found on this particular afternoon within the walls of Milliways, a gently-steaming pot of tea near at hand, and her attention focused on studying one of the books that Tom Riddle had so graciously retrieved for her some time ago.

There are not many here these days who would recognize the Karaethon Cycle for what it is, and perhaps fewer still who might grasp the significance of her interest in it now. Still, she makes no attempt to conceal what it is that she is reading.

Unusual, that.

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"Does anyone ever get used to the Bar?" He's been watching the calendar. Mardi Gras is coming, and he is never ready for that.

"I was a reporter for a while, so I guess I used to collect stories as well."

"It seems that we might have something in common, then."

More than one thing, perhaps.

"What sort of stories did you seek?"

"News about crime and injustice. I was something of a crusading reporter type at my best.

"But I left that years ago." He doesn't miss it. At all.

Much.

The Aes Sedai smiles, and indicates the deep blue color of her woolen dress.

"Something else in common, then. I am of the Blue Ajah, and Blues are known for having an interest in causes and justice."

"Like a cop, or like a costumed hero?" Blue would go with being a cop.

On Earth, anyway.

She blinks, once, and allows a flicker of amusement to show.

"If the choice is to be made between those two options, then I believe the first would be more accurate."

She must remember to tell Dale of the comparison.

"I was the latter. As well as a reporter. But there was always a difference between gathering stories and gathering evidence. Facts as opposed to the bigger picture." And in the end, both gave way to just being nosy about everything.

"You were a costumed hero?"

Her eyebrows rise, and she considers him with interest.

"I should like to hear of this."

"It's a pretty strange story at the end. With some highlights in the middle. And some slow parts." Been ages since he told the whole thing.