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[faithful-slayer.livejournal.com]

Faith is curled up on one of the sofas in front of the fireplace, coffee cup in hand and a pensieve expression on her face.

Yeah, Faith's thinking. No it doesn't hurt.

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[balletrat]

Hey, Faith, *Meg says, dropping into an armchair across from her.*

[prince-arithon.livejournal.com]

First there is money. USA currency, to be clear. There is...rather a lot of it, dropping on the table in front of her. Good, old fashioned bricks of fifties, at least three of them.

"Greetings, Jiask."

And then there is a small, dark little man sitting down across from her,

"Will that be enough for clothing?"

[nitro-is-ace.livejournal.com]

The cushions shift.

There's an Ace sitting at the opposite end of the sofa, with cocoa.

[blue_ajah]

(From here.)

Moiraine glides out the door of the security office, and then Faith leads the way back to the couch and her abandoned coffee. The Aes Sedai gracefully takes a seat in an armchair nearby.

"It has been quite an eventful evening."

With perfect composure.