OOM: In the Summer Country (Moiraine)

[creator_raven]

It is not so bad a country, perhaps, though it is a kind of static that makes Raven's head itch

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[blue_ajah]

In her days here, she has come to an understanding of the normal routine of the castle. At present, Moiraine is gliding down a hallway on her way toward a particular courtyard, intending to take the air-- and to observe some of the others who tend to do the same at this time of the afternoon.

She tilts her head slightly at the clicking sound, and tosses a glance over her shoulder.

[creator_raven]

Possibly Raven is like Macavity.

Except for the bits about being a cat.

And Scotland Yard.

Still.

It is at this point, perhaps, that Raven taps Moiraine lightly on the shoulder.

"You, I hope, have been well?"

[blue_ajah]

She does not quite startle, having caught a glimpse of him out of the corner of her eye, but Moiraine turns the rest of the way around very quickly.

"Raven! I did not expect to see you here."

[creator_raven]

Raven grins brightly.

"I am, I think, often fond of visiting kin, so."

This, as it happens, is not a lie at all.

"Also you, I think, had forgotten your slippers."