It's been a long morning already, or so it feels to Ingress. She's showed Lan all the forms and long-practiced movements she remembers from Arithon's rigorous instruction. A lot of time has gone by, though, and she doesn't remember what some of the steps were called. She just goes by rote through everything she can recall ( Read more... )

Been a while since we've seen you here, Firebender, Lan might say drily if Zuko were only a fraction less prickly.

He doesn't.

Only leads Zuko into the room -- he's dangerous until proven otherwise, like 99% of the world's population, and Lan is a Warder through and through -- and waits for Nynaeve to follow.

Secreted in a common room, among the Friend's wing, Zuko -- slept poorly, as those in pain are wont to do. His head ached where River had kicked him and his flesh still crawled with the weaving of Semirhage's working of the One Power ( Read more... )