I seriously hate these bloody curses. They are flaming nightmares...

And now I'm stuck. Burn this flaming place and all it's bloody curses.

Private to Waverly

I don't like being stuck but at least the flaming thing is with you. It makes it not so bad.

It's been a bit since I last used a bloody quarterstaff in a fight. The flaming City is leaving me rusty. I'll have to take care of that. But first... *tapping of a finger on a table*

Hmmmm.

Let's see what else did I need to do... *pause* Right.

Waverly? Are you here now?

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[Private to Waverly]

You'd better be ready to go and out of your room. I'm taking you dancing.

[/End Private]

I think I'm getting rusty with things. This is the longest I've gone in awhile without needing to fight.

It's bloody strange...

[Voice is very soft and tentative.]

Nn...My head.

[A pause as water is heard running in the background.]

Waverly, I'm sorry about yesterday.

[Water splashes.]

Too much to drink...Nynaeve would kill me.

[ooc: Someone had way too much to drink last night which means major hangover.]

If the Sea Folk or Seanchan were here, they'd be bloody disgusted with the ship that sank for the recent curse. They pride themselves with their work and their bloody ships rarely sink...or crash.

Light!

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