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[blue_ajah]

As the air parts, she simply appears near her preferred table. Moiraine is carrying an anthology of poetry again this evening, and has a small notebook as well.

The Aes Sedai settles at her table and opens her books, with an idle glance around the bar.

[Summary: Elaine brings tea at Dream's request and is convinced to take a short break, in which she and Moiraine discuss Elaine's family and background, with great canon similarity identified, and then move into feminism and finally discussion of their worlds. Morpheus appears, and Moiraine thanks him for his consideration, and then they are simply cute together for a while. Later, she and Roland discuss Cort's arrival and whether or not Roland should tell him things about the future; at some point later, Peter Pevensie asks her to Heal Caspian (although the healing is rejected in Caspian's thread). Afterwards, she returns to her table and is joined by Bran, who discusses poetry with her-- and is stunned by a plotty revelation. Meg drops by and tells Moiraine that she'll be joining the ranks-of-pseudo-immortal-mortals after her own death, and this is still under discussion, as the thread is slowtimed. Finally, Nita Callahan introduces herself and asks for help with a problem that concerns Asmodean, which immediately gets Moiraine's full attention... (Say it with me, folks: slowtimed.)]

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[maid-of-astolat.livejournal.com]

And Elaine, smiling, comes over with a steaming pot of tea. "Good even, my lady. Lord Morpheus asked me to deliver a pot of tea to you when you came in. Is there anything else I can get for you today?"

[blue_ajah]

Moiraine glances at her with a serene smile. The Aes Sedai does not look around for Dream; she is already aware of his presence, by virtue of the Warder's bond.

"Good evening, and I shall offer my thanks to both you for your attentiveness and him for his thoughtfulness."

She tilts her head, considering. "I have seen you in the bar before, but I do not believe we have spoken previously."

[maid-of-astolat.livejournal.com]

"No, we have not. I mentioned as such to him. My name is Elaine Le Blanke, and it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance." Elaine beams and makes a small curtsey.

[blue_ajah]

"I am pleased to meet you as well, I think," she says with a serene smile. "And I need nothing else at present; does your duty require that you be elsewhere soon, or would you perhaps wish to join me?"

[lastgunslinger]

Roland has finished his breakfast, and as he looks up with the vague thought in mind of getting something to read, he spies Moiraine.

He slides out of his booth.

"Long days and pleasant nights, lady-sai."

[blue_ajah]

"And may you have twice the number, Roland." She smiles serenely at him and indicates an empty seat at the table.

"Join me, if you wish."

[lastgunslinger]

He inclines his head in acknowledgement and sits. "Matters go well with you, I hope?"

[blue_ajah]

"At present." It is a slight qualification, but perhaps not a disturbing one.

"And yourself?"

[lord-of-dreams.livejournal.com]

"Good evening, my love."

He is, indeed, there. One hand traces a gentle path across her face.

[blue_ajah]

"My lord Morpheus." She looks up at him, and the serene smile warms.

"How are matters with you this evening?"

[lord-of-dreams.livejournal.com]

"Calm. It is rather unexpected and pleasing. Yourself?"

[blue_ajah]

"Things have been calm enough for me, as well." A pause, and she smiles again, adding,

"I understand that I should thank you for your thoughtfulness, in asking Elaine to bring me tea, earlier."

[theravenboy]

Bran joins her. "Are you reading anything interesting?"

[blue_ajah]

"Poetry, at the moment." Moiraine turns the Norton Anthology toward Bran, that he might look at it.

"It was a gift, of sorts." A pause. "How are matters with you, Bran?"

[theravenboy]

"All is well, diolch byth." Bran takes the Norton and begins flipping the pages idly. "A lovely gift, this." He glances fondly over the selections for Wordsworth, Shelley and Byron before his breath catches. The heading on the page where he stops is "TENNYSON: The Passing of Arthur."

Softly and clearly, Bran reads,

"But now farewell. I am going a long way
With these thou seëst--if indeed I go
(For all my mind is clouded with a doubt)--
To the island-valley of Avilion;
Where falls not hail, or rain, or any snow,
Nor ever wind blows loudly; but it lies
Deep-meadow'd, happy, fair with orchard lawns
And bowery hollows crown'd with summer sea,
Where I will heal me of my grievous wound."

Bran blinks rapidly, eyelashes glistening.

[blue_ajah]

She is quiet for a moment, studying him; and when she speaks, Moiraine's voice remains calm, but is yet almost gentle.

"There is much of meaning to be found in such works, I have discovered."

[highking.livejournal.com]

Peter hurries over from the fireplace (http://www.livejournal.com/community/milliways_bar/5644129.html?thread=233285985#t233285985), stopping to bow low.

"Pardon me, my lady. May I have a word?"

[blue_ajah]

"Certainly, Peter." Moiraine studies him, raising one eyebrow curiously.

[highking.livejournal.com]

"A friend of mine-" Peter gestures at Caspian, who is sitting by the fireplace (http://www.livejournal.com/community/milliways_bar/5644129.html)- "is injured. He cut himself badly a day or two ago, and has allowed the wound to fester. Would you be willing to give him some aid?"

[balletrat]

*Meg glances up from her table, and sees her aunt nearby, presumably peacefully occupied.

A moment's hesitation, and then she rises and walks over.*

Hey, Moiraine.

[blue_ajah]

"Good evening, Meg."

Moiraine gestures to an empty seat, with a serene smile of invitation.

"How are matters with you?"

[balletrat]

A little complex, *Meg says, honestly, and grins a bit.* But. I mean. That's nothing new, I guess.

[nita_callahan]

Nita knows her. It's an uncomfortable feeling, because she knows that the knowledge is mostly coming through Asmodean. But that same knowledge says that this woman is from his world, and she might be able to help.

So she approaches, a tad warily. "Moiraine. . . Sedai?"

[blue_ajah]

She glances up at the unfamiliar young woman, and studies her with interest.

"I am Moiraine, yes."

[nita_callahan]

"Dai'stiho, cousin. I'm Nita Callahan." She takes a deep breath. "Um. I need help, and I think you might be able to give it."