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Yes...
However, I take forever to actually make a post that isn't "lol" "omg like dude seriously" or a random picture.
So, at least you know I finished it. You'll just have to wait a bit for me to make a worthy post.
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It was pretty damn awesome.
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I saw Star Trek
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Nipples
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Show them half-naked Thom.
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Who was it that made the fanart of Momo and Siuan in the new banner? If it the same person who made Kitten's current Avatar and the one in Marie's sig?
It was Chien! (I always credit the art in case anyone wants to know in the future when I change the layout in five years.)
And yes, she did the artwork in my sig/Kate's avatar.
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Season 2, Episode 5 - Xpander
"I do not understand how you allowed yourself to get into this situation, Thom," Nynaeve tried to keep her voice level as she handed the old gleeman some tea. "Not to mention, I have no idea what you see in Moiraine. She's not very friendly. Or nice. Doesn't have any hobbies or know the meaning of fun. Pale as a maggot and walks around with her nose in the air. Dye her blond and she'd be Elayne!"
Thom sipped his tea, but he still hadn't touched any of the biscuits she had made. "I could say a few choice things about Elaida...."
"Completely different!" How dare he! Who did he think he was? "I was obviously under Compulsion at the time. There is no way I would willing behave that way with Ellie."
"Ellie?"
"Elaida." Nynaeve did not like where this conversation was going. She liked even less that Thom was outright laughing at her. At her! No one laughed at Nynaeve unless she said they could. "No one has any proof I wasn't under Compulsion," except Elaida of course, "so there is no need to guffaw like that."
"I don't recall saying I disbelieved you." His disbelief was written all over his face! "Have you heard from Lan recently?"
Clearly he was trying to change the subject; Nynaeve thought it might be best to let him. "No. I still cannot believe he joined the Whitecloaks. Not that they do much these days besides roam around trying to...do things...with women. Perhaps Lan is just trying to make them more honorable."
"Perhaps."
Nynaeve felt an intense desire to tug her braid. "What other reason could he have for joining?"
"You mean besides your 'death'? Don't tug your braid at me, woman! Why, maybe all Lan needs is some children to keep him occupied in his old years." He had the nerve to look her up and down. "You are still fertile enough for the job."
With a wordless shriek, Nynaeve flew at Thom and slapped him until he limped out of the room.
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Asmodean had tried very hard to avoid Rand al'Thor, but there were so many hallways and rooms in the Tower he found himself lost and cornered soon enough.
"Please! You cannot still be angry about all those years ago! I was attacked; I didn't leave you!"
Rand just stood there staring at him without a single emotion flickering across his face. It was hard to tell if Asmodean was looking at the face of sanity or its reverse. Finally, Rand stepped toward him.
"Asmodean. I should kill you. You did some majorly bad things, man, majorly bad. But dude, sleeping with my girl is just plain wrong."
"As if any woman who had me would have anything to do with you!" He said the words, but Asmodean had a feeling he knew what Crazy Boy was talking about.
"Cadsuane is mine. I claim her! I gave her a daughter!"
"How do you know she's yours?" The world didn't need anymore al'Thor spawn. What was Cadsuane thinking?!
"I know because...because...don't try and divert me! I challenge you to a duel!" Rand gave a satisfied nod then walked away as if he expected Asmodean to follow him.
Asmodean followed.
Rand was headed toward a clearing on the other side of the river. It didn't occur to either to simply Travel there until they were halfway across the island, at which point both were content to pretend they simply enjoyed walking. While they strode past an inn built to look like crashing waves or a drowning cat or something, they caught sight of a woman who looked remarkably like Aviendha. But when Rand called out to her she ran away like the Great Lord himself had just flashed her.
"I thought she was one of your women, Rand al'Thor. Why is she running away from you?"
Crazy Boy muttered under his breath and just continued to lead the way.
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Moiraine enjoyed having tea and biscuits and spending time with her family. Sometimes she even liked to combine the two. This was not one of those times. Innloine and Anvaere were gossiping and giggling like fool girls despite the gray in their hair. Moiraine didn't mind that so much as she minded them gossiping about her and her husband.
"Lord Mat is rather cute when he is jealous, wouldn't you say Inny?"
"Oh yes, Anvaere, his looks improve a thousand fold when he gets all puffed up!"
"Indeed! Normally I don't understand what Moiraine sees in him--he's a little tall for my tastes--but lately he seems a lot more attractive."
"Mmmhmmm, I agree! He is a nice boy, too. Why, he doesn't even mind the bit of pudge Moiraine gained from the baby."
"Stop talking about me while I am right here!" Moiraine shouted at them, but they just went right on ignoring her. And she didn't have any pudge! She was just curvy.
The door slide open enough to admit Elayne and her too tall, too dark, too handsome lover Raul. "Hello, my aunts. How are you?" Elayne didn't wait for a reply. "Moiraine, I wish to discuss Andor with you."
"Go away."
Instead, Elayne and Raul sat down across from Moiraine. "Aunt Moiraine, please hear me. I know you will not give back what is rightfully mine. I can even understand your reasons. But at least consider placing me in charge of the...the Province of Andor."
"How would that be any different than making you a queen?" Moiraine had to smack Raul's hand away from her biscuits.
"I am trying to help you, Moiraine. Andor is a different beast than Cairhien. Andorans require a certain set of skills to handle." Elayne smiled so her dimple showed. It didn't have the effect she wanted.
"I am so tired of you. So tired. I want you out of my sight." Innloine and Anvaere were suddenly paying very close attention to Moiraine. Moiraine was feeling a little evil. She liked it. "I hereby banish you to Emond's Field. Raul shall be exiled with you. Am I not merciful?"
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Galad looked pretty when he was angry: or so he was told. Today it was Lan Mandragoran who caused him grief. The man was being truant from his duties with the Children of the Light. And he had had such high hopes for Lan. He couldn't let such an example run loose and so it was that he had tracked the man down to the city of Cairhien.
While searching the palace he ran into Elayne who was for some reason surrounded by a horde of soldiers. She attempted to flag him down, but he had no time for talk, so after a polite bow and nod he continued on his way. He couldn't be sure but he thought she might have actually cursed at him.
Lan, as it turned out, was sitting in a garden staring at nothing.
"al'Lan Mandragoran, I am afraid I will have to arrest you for abandoning your duties as a soldier."
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"Lan, I am speaking to you. Lan? Look, I know you can hear me. Please stand. I do not want to use force against you."
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"You are pushing the limits."
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Galad could feel his blood rising. Lan had never been much of a talker but this was beyond reason. "al'Lan Mandragoran if you do not rise at this instant--eep!"
A woman screamed as she witnessed that beautiful face of Galad Damodred's get backhanded.
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Romanda and twenty fellow Aes Sedai had gathered in Cairhien. The girl Amyrlin had not prohibited them from taking back Siuan Sanche by force. The fact that Romanda had conveniently forgot to ask for permission wasn't even worth mentioning. Since arriving she had discovered Elaida a'Roihan was also in the city; what a great boom for Romanda! Tomorrow they would strike, and if one of the two fools was harmed or killed during the capture, well, such is life.
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Is this the end of the fic then?
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I blame Kaitlin.
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Season 2, Episode 4 - This Time
Rand was bound and determined to avoid having a job, and thus he fulfilled his promise to himself and went to Tar Valon to join Thom. The old gleeman had taken up residence in a dingy, and rather nasty in Rand's opinion, inn on the docks. True, in Tar Valon "nasty" was pretty damn good considering, but he had certain standards to be met. As far as he could tell Thom hadn't actually done anything productive in his time on the island, aside from visiting the Tower to talk with Nynaeve. Why anyone would want to talk with Nynaeve was a mystery to Rand. Mostly he hated finding out Cadsuane had been right about Nynaeve not being dead. Stupid woman was always right!
But Thom and his new buddy Nana were the furthest things in his mind. He had discovered Asmodean was living in the Tower. No one wanted Rand in the Tower unsupervised because he might break something or Bore a new hole or some such nonsense, but a Forsaken could walk around like a happy daisy! It was with this mind set that he arranged an appointment to meet with Egwene.
"Egwene, um, Mother, I am afraid I must tell you that your resident gleeman is in fact the Forsaken Asmodean. I am more than happy to kill him for you." He smiled to show he was friendly. She didn't respond. "Well, um, you see, Mother, he is a Forsaken and they are the kinds of channelers we good Lightfriends execute. Painfully, might I add. That's part of the perk of being a good guy: killing bad guys!" She stared at him blankly. "Egwene-!"
"That's 'Mother' to you."
"Mother! Please! Let me kill him! Please?"
Egwene sighed softly. "No. I don't know how much Nynaeve is paying you to say this silly thing-"
"She does not pay anyone!"
"-but this is going too far. Really. Is it because Jasin claims to be Cadsuane's lover? Oh you poor boy. Killing over a woman. Tsk."
Rand stopped listening to her lecture him and began muttering under his breath: "Cadsuane...and...Asmodean...Asmo and Cad, Cad and Asmo...!"
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Moiraine was a very angry Cairhienin. Thom had whisked off to Tar Valon without a word--if he was sharing his bed with some twenty-year-old she'd have his hide--and Cadsuane was being a serious, major, pain in the ass.
"Listen you old bat! I do not like your spying on me--oh yes I know you were spying! Not to mention those games you played on me about the dead people. Now that was just mean of you." Cadsuane shrugged her shoulders and continued her sewing. Sewing! Only crusty spinsters sewed! Moiraine did not like being ignored. "Listen to me! I said listen!"
"Oh please, stop throwing tantrums." She didn't even look up at Moiraine. "It can't be called spying if there is nothing to spy. It is basic logic."
"Basic logic in senile land!"
"Yes."
Flabbergasted and hating it, Moiraine stood there and fumed for a good minute before leaving with as much grace as she could muster. Siuan standing outside grinning like an idiot didn't help her mood.
"I thought I told you to go back to Tanchico."
Siuan's smile faded a touch. "I feel I am of more use to you here, than all the way over there."
Moiraine pursed her lips, but arguing with Siuan was pointless. Instead, she made a grand show of leaving to return to the palace proper. She was only mildly disappointed to realize Siuan wasn't even watching her stalk away.
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It didn't take a lot of thought to realize Rand was the source of Mat's current problem. He usually was in some way. Thom had hid his running away to Tar Valon well enough, but Rand enjoyed bragging too much about his "good idea" for it to stay secret for long.
Unfortunately, and surprisingly, it really was a good idea. Mat wasn't going to step foot near the White Tower if he could help it. At least Thom was away on an island away from his wife.
That still left the problem of Lan; the old Warder had apparently abandoned his Whitecloak ways and was now roaming Cairhien chatting it up with Moiraine. In fact, Lan seemed to get some evil pleasure out of tweaking Mat's nose and openly flirting--flirting!--with Moiraine. Why Moiraine put up with it boggled his mind. When he confronted her about it she brushed it off as pure imagination on his part. Even if it was, it still wasn't right!
Cadsuane was of no help in this situation. She too claimed Mat was imagining things, and said his true fear should be Siuan. The idea that Moiraine and Siuan had ever been anything more than friends seemed so ridiculous, yet Moiraine was a little too mute on the subject for his comfort. Siuan in turn seemed to enjoy describing Moiraine naked to him as if to prove she had seen Moiraine in her skin.
He was fast becoming frustrated with life.
But then, a thought occurred to him, one as good as Rand's brilliant idea: he would write to Tar Valon about their escapee.
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Elaida watched Moiraine walk around the palace gardens seemingly lost in thought. Her and that fool Matrim's daughter trailed after her. The girl looked too much like her father for Elaida's comfort. Behind them Moiraine's sisters walked in a sea of ladies-in-waiting and behind that circus Siuan and Cadsuane trailed behind. Cadsuane. Burn that hag! But there was no Mat to be seen: a first and a sign the Creator favored her.
Stepping out into the pathway, Elaida was almost run over by Moiraine. Not that she minded; bumping into someone had its benefits.
"Oh! Eladia? What are you doing here?" Oh, how Elaida loved the voice like silver chimes descending from the moon itself!
Before Elaida could answer her sweet little dove, Cadsuane crackled like a madwoman as Siuan landed a punch square on Elaida's nose.
"What are you doing here following me?! Don't act innocent! I know you were following me!" Siuan seemed to think punches counted as periods.
A petrified Innloine said someone should break the fight up, but no one seemed all too eager to volunteer.
Finally, Moiraine put a hand on Siuan's arm which seemed to settle the beast. "Siuan, please stop. You will get blood on the flowers. Now, Elaida, why are you here?" Everything she had wanted to say flew out of Elaida's mind. Moiraine bit her lower lip before continuing. "I suppose it doesn't matter; you are here now. Just stay out of the way and no more fights with Siuan." With that, she walked away.
Siuan followed with the rest of the attendants but not before making clear she planned on killing Elaida in her sleep.
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Romanda was absolutely delighted! She had received word from Cairhien that Siuan Sanche was avoiding her sentence by hiding in the royal palace. She had already begun to gather herself a little Aes Sedai welcoming party for the stubborn Blue. Fun times were ahead. Fun times.
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OMG he does. I can never look at it the same way again.
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I don't think I ever mentioned my favorite scene in all of WoTdom: Nynaeve and Siuan fist fighting. Oh the glory!
Also, I read a theory that said it was Slayer who killed Asmo. If that is true I will laugh and laugh and laugh.
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I need to start this thread before I forget what I just read since this time around I'm not even bothering with writing notes.
So.
Well.
Semi sent the Trollacs to help Rand in Tear. I need to write this down because it seems I forget that fact every time I read the series.
I don't hate Rand yet. Or even Elayne. Although, I wonder if Elayne is a true friend to Nynaeve. I mean in the sense that I don't think Nyn has a best buddy like others in the series.
Not that I'm a Nyn fan or anything.Although her scenes do make me laugh. Except the ones where she talks about her guilt over dead Moiraine. Those make me tsk at her.
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What about Nyn/Lan?
Not that I'm a Nynaeve fan or anything...
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So does Lan!
We have so destroyed Olivia the II's thread.
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Hey that is cheating
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There are other names too...
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See, I used to view Mo/Siuan differently, but now that I almost, not 100% but almost, hate Siuan, I cannot for the life of me see their relationship in any sort of healthy/nice/romantic way (those three don't really go together...whatever).
And after years of the pillow friend party/orgy on MW I have became rather, how do you say, defensive of "straight" Moiraine. It takes all kinds, and if Moiraine really was just experimenting I'm ok with that. If she has a secret harem of buxom blonds, I'm ok with that too.
Oh, and it wasn't the term itself that caused issues, it was the term as applied to Moiraine/Siuan (it happened on here too) people had problems with. Right now I might be all about defending Moiraine's right to be a plain ol' straight girl, but back then I was the defender of her right to get kinky with Siuan and a candle. Ah good times. Actually no, I really hated him coiming in and saying that.
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A teaser for Kaitlin? Maybe?
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I admit to my own bias in the Mo/Siuan regard. I'm a straight girl who once had a girlfriend but even while dating her I considered myself straight. Anyway that's my big issue with how RJ wrote them: Moiraine is all checking out guys in NS but never girls (I like to pretend her and Amalisa did more than drink tea, but there is no proof of course), and we all know about Siuan and her footman. I like the boys but that doesn't mean my mind doesn't wander.
Or the way they act with each other. I remember when NS came out and how the readership was all like "wait...what....wait...wait...what?!" with the surprise!buttsecks attack RJ threw in there with the pillow friend comment. And then the NS novel came out and it just made it worse (since a lot of people didn't want to believe pillow friends meant..well what it means).
I feel as if NS Moiraine/Siuan could be said to have had this great wonderful thing, and yet the way he wrote the older versions makes their younger selves seem more like the typical four year lesbian. I guess what I am wildly winding down towards is that it is as if RJ devalued that friendship to the point where it is nothing more than friends with benefits.
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I definitely didn't intend to come off as foaming-at-the-mouth hostile at any mention of pairings other than Moiraine/Siuan. If you guys like Moiraine/Thom or Moiraine/Lan or Siuan/Bryne, then go for it! To each her own.
And yeah, I agree that RJ has made them both stupid in regards to how they deal with the men they somehow love. WoT isn't exactly gay-friendly, or even feminist-friendly. But I still keep the dream alive for Moiraine/Siuan, no matter how unlikely!
Well, I said historically because it is true. Before you and most of the current members were around MW was very heavy in the pillow friend love. I was the first turncoat and my lapels are still singed.
And you are nothing compared to Whitty (she didn't even want to read Mo's letter because it was addressed to Thom).
Wait...Moiraine feels what Lan feels. And the other way around. Hypothetically they could have worked out a system so they'd do it simultaneously, so the other would BENEFIT from it rather than being disturbed while doing something important
It's a non-physical way, true, but this I could actually believe. That is an image I have never conjured up.
No, but, she started falling for him before Mo kicked the bucket. So no excuses for her.But she doesn't know that Mo lives! Or does she?
Myrelle looks like a goon
in The Books
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You know, I've seen saggy 50 year old boobs today. I wish they looked like Myrelle's.