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[blue_ajah]

*Moiraine comes downstairs and goes to the bar for tea. A cup appears, along with a bouquet of flowers attached to one note, and a rose attached to another.

The Aes Sedai considers the rose warily, but opens and reads both notes. Moiraine takes everything over to her table and settles there, looking very thoughtful.*

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[md_donighal]

The man in the gray suit notices the rose and its bearer, and follows her to her table. "Good evening, Moiraine Sedai. I see we're in shared good company again." He shows her his own rose.

[blue_ajah]

*She looks up at him and smiles.*

Michael. It has been some time. *Moiraine indicates an empty seat, and glances at her own rose.*

It would appear so, at that.

[md_donighal]

"I was telling him my story. Now neither of us will get to hear the end of the other's tale." Michael notices the bouquet. "Might I ask whom the other flowers are from?"

[blue_ajah]

They are from Tom Riddle. *Her tone is just slightly absent, as she considers her own note from Jake.*

Why, I wonder?

[flame_and_void]

Rand walks up to the table on the opposite side of Moiraine so as not to startle her, and gives a small bow.

"Moiraine Sedai."

[blue_ajah]

*She rises from her seat and curtseys gracefully in return.*

Rand al'Thor. Good evening.

[flame_and_void]

He isn't quite able to keep his stoic facade, and a hint of a smile touches his face.

"You need not rise on my account. Please, sit down."

He pulls out a chair and waits for Moiraine to sit, then follows.

[blue_ajah]

*The Aes Sedai retakes her seat, then studies Rand.*

It has been some time. What news of the world?

[young_tmriddle]

*Tom sidles over to Moiraine's table, looking every bit the errant schoolboy. Part of this is on purpose, but he does feel badly about recent events.*

May I sit?

[blue_ajah]

*She looks up at him. The bouquet is lying on the table. Moiraine inclines her head.*

Please do, Tom.

[young_tmriddle]

*He does so.*

I was wondering if we could start that conversation about Arithon over. I never intended to act in that manner, and I can only blame my lack of forethought. I did a charm I shouldn't have in order to help someone dear to me. I hope you can forgive me, if not forget.

*Tom knows there is no way she will ever forget this episode.*

[blue_ajah]

*She raises an eyebrow.*

Certainly we may have another discussion, if you wish.

*A pause.*

I would be interested in hearing of the charm, and of what need was such that you were moved to use it.