This is what boredom brings

[Carra]

Conor Palfrey
no specific timeline.. open to anyone. He wasn't suppose to be here and he knew it. But it was a dare that he couldn't pass up. Bloody Nathen and his bloody big sword-thing. Told him that he couldn't have fun. 'Your too serious, Palfrey!'... Couldn't even say 'you're' right, and when Conor realized that it was his best retaliation to the comment it meant that Nathen was probably right.

So, it was time for an epic panty raid.

The Novices were off in classes and he needed to get a few panties for the clothes line or the flag pole and that'll show that Nathen! Bloody woolhead.

No one was here, surely!


Tip toe. Tip Toe.

[Leala]

It had been a very long time since Leala had felt this angry. It was likely the first time in her life that she had felt any kind of anger toward an authority figure. The Aes Sedai teaching her history class had dismissed her from class, assuming that Leala knew everything, because she raised her hand for every question. There had been no warning, no subtle clues for her to interpret. There had simply been a, "Well, child, if you know so much about this topic, you may as well spend the rest of the class in your quarters, studying for the next class."

The audacity of the dismissal, the watery reason, the absolute rudeness of classifying her as an outsider enraged her to the point that she didn't even care that she was stomping back to her quarters.

She noticed someone out by the clothes line as she approached. She assumed it was a servant, but she realized that it couldn't have been. Novices were expected to do their own laundry.

The young man was hovering suspiciously around the undergarments. She wanted to report him, but she had a feeling that she would be explaining her situation, which would make her angrier, which would likely have her cited for disrespecting her teacher. And, all of a sudden, her compulsion to obey the rules vanished. Some sort of mad silliness took her.

Quietly, she walked up behind him, and said, "I do hope this is some sort of conquest, and that you're not looking for your own use."

[Carra]

Conor Palfrey aren't you a sharp one He jumped at the voice, his hands only having found a couple of cute ones. How Novices were able to wear black panties without being seen through the white dress must be an Aes Sedai trick. Maybe he would have to start running around with buckets of water to figure out which ones were wearing the black panties. It would make them blush so prettily, no doubt.

Conor turned around to see that the voice came from a Novice, a short and cute one no less, and he gave her a bright smile. "Just looking for a hat." He put one that was pink with some kind of fruit on it on his head. "See? just a hat." Towering over her, he still looked sheepish as he started to inch towards the door. "I.. I should finish collecting hats. Novice." Giving a surprisingly well practiced curtsy to her, he tried to be "subtle" in escaping the room.

[Leala]

Leala watched silently as the young man placed a pair of panties on his head, claiming it was a hat. She supposed it was supposed to be funny, but her initial thought was one of shock. She didn't let herself think about it too much. There was nothing she could do, or at least, nothing she planned to do. By his reaction, she assumed that this young drin wasn't used to this sort of thing. A more experienced young man would have run away, or made some lewd remarks...possibly even asked where hers were. No, this young man nervously tried to play this off as something it clearly wasn't.

"I'm afraid you're mistaken," she finally said. She gave the sentence a pause, to make him wonder what she planned to do. Even if she wasn't going to turn him in, she may as well make him hesitate and suffer for a moment. "That is no hat. It's clearly a flower pot."

[Carra]

Conor Palfery the writer is tipsey He furrowed his brow, pulling the panty of his head and gave it a good hard look. "Are you sure...?" He wasn't sure. It could be a flower pot, having all the fancy flowers on it. He looked from the panties to the novice in front of him and with a thoughtful curiousity he put the panties on her head and gave it a serious thought.

"Hm. Definitely a flower pot. You make it work, but No. Not quote right." He pulled it back fro her head before she could really object. "What I need are panties. Many many of them. We can skip over yours if you like, but if you care to help I will be sure not to give your name. Because you shouldn't tell me it until after my backside is raw. Can't tell what you don't know. All you Novices look alike, after all." He gave her a cheeky grin. "What do you say?"

[Leala]

Leala froze as the young man placed the panties on her head. She wasn't exactly sure how to react in a situation like this. He was clearly joking, but she had...someone else's...undergarments...on her head. ON. HER. HEAD. He took them away soon enough, though, and she felt she could breathe again.

"Well, I suppose if you're collecting for a charity, you would need as many as possible. Those poor, needy young men can't be deprived of something to dream about," she said sarcastically. "I won't be actively involved in helping you pick any out, but please do take from mine. If you don't, my classmates will come to the unfortunate conclusion that I had something to do with this, and I've been singled out quite enough today. You'll find mine over there," she said, pointing behind her to a batch of underthings that had very little decoration to them, in comparison to the ones hanging around it. "Although, please don't take too many. They are a necessity, after all."

"As far as names go, much in the same way that you won't give me yours, I won't give you mine. I'd rather my fellow novices think that I went back to my room to study, and nothing of note happened past that." She paused. "Well, I think for practicality's sake, I really will go to my room to study now. It was nice meeting you." She gave the young man a rare smile.

[Carra]

Conor Palfrey And this is why I love him so..
Picked on.. wait? Conor gave her a loot of horror at the prospect that this beautiful Novice was being tortured by others! How dare they! His eyes filled with large alligator tears as he dropped all the panties in his hands and clasped her hands in his.

"But dear, lovely maiden! How could anyone make you so upset and sad?! It is a crime to have your beautiful smile ripped away from the world! Why, we all suffer when you are sad!" Never were his words more sincere.

"Tell me, tell me beautiful maiden, who has offended you and I shall avenge your smile!"

[Leala]

Leala wasn't startled by the young man's words, but rather just how sincere he sounded. It seemed he was putting entirely too much pressure on himself for protecting her, and they had only just met. He didn't even know her name, and now he was bound and determined to "avenge her smile." She had a feeling simply telling him not to worry about it wouldn't help.

"Young sir," she said in a gentle voice, making sure to keep her smile just as gentle. "Please don't bother yourself with avenging my smile. No one took it from me. It is mine to give away as I wish. As for the actions of others in the Tower, I must concede that they are ultimately on my side, no matter if they influence my mood." she took her hands from his, then placed them on top of his.

This feels a lot like flirting... she thought. Was that what they were doing? She couldn't be bothered to figure it out at the moment. "My own smile is not something that I give lightly, but you've earned it today. Just please remember to tell me your name, when you feel it's safe." Her gentle smile perked up into a friendly, and slightly conspiratorial one.

[Carra]

Conor Palfrey He made an effort to wipe away the non-existent tear in his eye. "What a brave young Maiden. You will be a lovely Aes Sedai one day." He straightened up and his height only showed how much he towered over her. The sincerity of his voice felt to be replaced by mischief from when they first encountered each other. "Now, about those panties. How about you hand them over so I don't get caught by someone that will punish me for real."

[Leala]

"Ah," Leala said. She wasn't one to feign being hurt, but she wasn't quite finished yet. "I think it's rather entertaining how you think I won't change my mind." She let that linger for a moment, maintaining her friendly smile. "I changed my mind before I spoke with you, and I'm very likely to change it back before we finish speaking. It would be rather inconvenient to explain myself, but it won't do much damage to me." As she spoke, she took on an air that her mother made sure that she knew and practiced. She tilted her head back, and even though she was much shorter than this young gentleman, it looked as though she were looking down at him.

"As for my next actions, I assure you it won't involve 'handing over' anything, much less my unmentionables, which, by the way, I indicated earlier for your own use."