The Grey Tower

Betrys hadn't expected her prank to have such dramatic results, the fact people had actually attacked the Trolloc-plants had been really pleasing as it proved how successful her creations had been. It had made her determined to try again but first she did need to clean up, the scattered chaos and slight damage had made her sad for the garden but at least this was in the wintertime so most of the flowerbeds and such were empty of their usual plants.

Which was one of the reasons she had even agreed to go along with the idea. Not that it took much to persuade her to join in but it at least it managed to mitigate her guilt about the whole venture "Oh! I wasnae expecting anyone tae be bout right now. I come here often - in the morning, what are yer doing here?" she asked, deciding to challenge him right on back.

After all, Betrys had a lot of reasons she could use to justify herself being here but she had yet to here what his excuses were and that would be rather nice to hear about in some more detail. Besides he'd started it "Yer nae a body I hae seen here bouts afore now" she added, looking up at him. Which was usual for her, even with the variety of all the people that were encountered in the Tower she still tended to be the one who was the shorter end of the scale. Not that she minded that much. It was after all something that she couldn't actually change no matter what she might prefer to be otherwise, and there were far more critical things to be concerned about than her height.

When she had first arrived at the Tower, reading and writing had been two strange and frightening unknowns. Over time and with a little hard work (well a lot of it) Betrys had managed to work on her skills until at last they had become familiar enough to avoid upsetting her every time she had to deal with either of them.

Which didn't make her comfortable when people used phrasing and words which were far above her own personal vocabulary. So, she narrowed her eyes slightly "You are. Well that isnae a bad thing I suppose..." she admitted, taking care with her own reply just in case this had been some kind of test. Betrys didn't recognise him but that didn't remove the fact that he had earned the right to come to these gardens as much as anyone else who have come to the Tower, the possessive reaction she felt about this location was merely in her own mind and she would respect that "Earthdsinging? I've nae seen a man do plant sculpture before" she replied softly.

As a result of her own interest in the skill and the learning experiences which had led to her understanding that her own talent was very much built in Betrys had spent more time watching male channelers as few other women could actually manage to keep up with her Earth weaving skills which had meant her being somewhat more creative than the other lessons.

"Aren't yer bothered wiv the Trolloc-pants?" she asked. Betrys had noticed that more than a few had been unsettled about the prank and the plants which had made it a success.

Odd. Betrys decided that was as good a word as any to describe this man. He was odd. Not that it counted greatly against him, she considered herself rather odd at times as well. At least here at the Tower it usually only resulted in a few perplexed stares in her direction before people just moved on with whatever they'd been doing. There was a degree of comfort in that knowledge, the certainty that she wasn't quite as alone as she would have been otherwise.

Betrys had struggled with fitting in at home, sometimes that was also true here but the difference was that she had a purpose now "I ain't sen earth sculpture before - is it hard?" she wouldn't mind trying but of course as usual when she watched something done with saidar she would have to figure it out on her own. The two couldn't be taught between the genders, even if it was possible for them to come together and create wonderful and wondrous things.

It was a strange separation but clearly the Creator had something in mind when he had arranged it in the first place "I can show yer the way I've done and talk about the Weaves I use..." she offered, giving him a rather hesitant smile "Did you..yer like the Trolloc-plants?" Betrys asked.

It hadn't been hard to guess it was water-based, although Betrys hadn't seen an ice sculpture before now. So, this was all rather new and therefore much more interesting "Well yer saying that but that dinnae mind I wouldnae find it so. Saidin is very different after all" Betrys replied, not wanting to argue but also not accepting that it was as straightforward as he was making out.

"Explosions? I've nae done anything like that" Betrys admitted warmly.

As he mentioned the plant shaping, she felt her cheeks heat slightly "I can make things like the Trolloc-plants actually" not actually outrightly owing up to being the one who was responsible for their creation. Betrys didn't want to receive any sort of lecture or punishment for all her hard work but he did seem rather impressed and it was hard not to want to own up and say she had been responsible "I use Weaves of Earth and Spirit with touches of Water..." she explained, although Betrys knew it was probably not going to be something that he was going to understand just from a description and even showing him was rather hint or miss.

"What would you suggest the first time?" she asked, accepting the look and returning one of her own. Betrys was very familiar with shy, which she really needed to work on given how often she was spending around men. She couldn't keep blushing all the time.

Betrys had always been prepared to work on sharing her ideas and creations when she was able to and especially when she could learn something new from someone else.

Which made her pleased that he still seemed so interested about her ideas and capabilities "It is? I thought fire were something that all men did well" which was probably a mistake to assume was the case. The abilities that existed just between herself and Mirin were vastly different after all and they were both women.

"A bowl?" she nodded slowly before watching as he just went ahead and did it "That is...well yer make it look so easy like - I'm gonna need tae work on it a little more" of that much she was very certain. While it all seemed to come easily and with little effort that didn't mean no work was required at all "Hae yer worked wiv the plants at all?" she asked, using her connection to the One Power as she concentrated on linking herself to that feeling of vast, welcoming warmth and allowing it to give her the vision and energy she needed to summon and control the Weaves for what she had in mind.

Betrys wasn't really thinking about how much it might or might not give her away but she was determined to give him an idea of what could be done with the plants - and the easiest way was to show her abilities.

Renewing her link to the Trolloc-plant she extended the Weave with an addition of some air to allow her to shift the plant slightly, making it quiver before the shape began to alter. She removed the obvious features and had it bow down into a smaller form that resembled a cat, before directing another Weave that encouraged the plant to bloom with delicate white flowers shaped like a stars "I find it best to coax...it is like a song I hear - what about yerself? The Weaves I use are all meant tae match the songs I hear" Betrys seriously suspected she'd end up sounding more than a little daft "...would the earth be like that yer think?" she asked narrowing her eyes and eying a patch of earth that she wondered about working with.