NoiseSpren

"So, Jasnah, how much do you know about Sazed? Nothing? Do you want to know more?"

"Just a distraction. I survived worse. I will clean the mess. Sorry for the table, Doc." Andrew seemed distacted. "My spren-" he stopped in middle of the sentence. "You know... One with temper like this shoud not get hands on a shardblade. Never... What kinds of pizza do we have?" Shi*! You have to keep your mouth shut! What was by Almighty that?!

Andrew picked these spheres and inhaled stormlight. Then he walked - Oh right, no legs. I forgot. - wheeled in the kitchen, took dull knife and stabbed it with full force through palm of his right hand. It stopped one inch deep in the table. "Stop" The pain was overhelming. "Caring" Blood runned across the table. "About" Stormlight started to heal him. "Them!" He pulled the knife out with wet sound. He sunk in his wheelchair and muttered: "They do not appreciate it and even if they did they will die. They always die." Then he left the bloody knive on the bloody table to get some pizza.

"No. You get up." Andrew took four full spheres and tossed them in front of Tylers face. "Breathe" that was not a question.

Andrew froze. Then he wheeled in amazing speed to him and checked him. "Are you hurt?! Where?"

"Yeah, train him." Andrew mused "You needn't to hold back while hitting him with sharp objects. He would literally walk away if you chopped his legs off. If he has enough investiture." His eyes wandered in places where he once had legs.

"Sounds fair to me." said Andrew too well aware that some people do not share his joy of ant world.

Andrew ate the cookie in instant. Then he saw troubled-looking Shana. "You -ant hel- wih the mat?" he asked her with his mouth full. After swallowing it he continued: "I can do it if Ben cannot. Do you want my help?" "Who else wants to watch the documentary about ants?!" He shouted. "So math?" "Doom your fear — our math — our fear is your doom!"

"No, free to spar or whatever. I could use some stretching of my wheels. Oh. And you? Any homework?" Andrew picked TV guide and exclaimed "Tonight we watch a documentary film about Mirmica rubra. It is very well referenced and it will throw light upon some aspects of fire ants!"

Andrew (who came with Rob) sat (as he do all the time) and watched news with others. "You know, I just said there were Redeyes seen. I did not say all must go and kill them in white day without planning. People should think about this FIRST and then fight. But that isn't big deal. Shana, do you have any cookies left? Hungry half-radiant here..."

Andrew ignored Rob. "There is a new one. One that claimed winds. He looks a bit nervous. And now excuse me from your great conversation, I need to talk with Drupadh." He picked his "phone" and tapped "1" button twice. "Hi, Drupadh, you know what? Voidbringer. Four of them actually. And one very interesting book about ant societies around the..." Andrew continued in his conversation oblivious to the rest of the world. "... a sunrise? You have to send me the picture. I wish I could pay you a visit but Hymalaya is far from here." "Yes, I know you are too busy... Back to the important thing. These ant-slavers are three times..."

"You can push my wheelchair. It would look less suspicious." said Andrew. "Let's go!" @I think I am here.

"Ah, didn't think about these... Rob, can you sink them in the ground so we can get rid of them later? Good point, Leros." Andrew gulped "I will stay hidden here and lightweawe some false evidence... Or rather have all evidence disappearar." Andrew grinned half worried half nervous.