Subject: [TAN] TR Boys Too Mature? From: Troy Terry Newsgroups: rec.arts.sf.written.robert-jordan Organization: Pacific Bell Internet Services It seems to me that the TR boys are acting just a _little_ too mature for their years, even considering that they've been through a lot. Remember, they're like 17 years old. Virgins. Chaperoned by Nynaeve. Except for Mat, they can't get no ... girlie action. Consider that Perrin and Mat tiptoe warily around Rand in the Stone of Tear, when, as lifelong friends (joined by new buddy Loial), their conversation should go something like this: RAND: Perrin, what's up with this Faile chick? PERRIN: [Swigs beer] Hell if I know, dude. She's always yelling at me. MAT: So she's your girlfriend, then. LOIAL: I don't know what he sees in her. PERRIN: Dudes. That's not important now; listen to what I've got to tell you. [Looks around to make sure they're alone] MAT: Yeah? What is it? PERRIN: Remember how me and Lan and Moiraine were travelling across the whole fuckin' _continent_ chasing after your skinny Aiel ass, Rand? RAND: Sorry man, I was like in this weird space. PERRIN: Whatever. The important thing is that... [pauses dramatically] MAT: Yeah? PERRIN: *I*SAW*MOIRAINE'S*BOOBS*! RAND: [Flabbergasted] Were they ... y'know ... Power-enhanced? PERRIN: Sheep-swallop and bloody buttered onions, Rand, how should I know? MAT: [In his own dream world] ... buttered ... RAND: Everybody knows that cuellindar implants are, y'know, hard. PERRIN: It's not like I got to touch 'em, woolhead. I just saw 'em, and they were utterly scrumplicious. [1] LOIAL: Did you get the ... Longing? RAND: Finally, a _benefit_ of being ta'veren! MAT: [In his own dream world] ... buttered ... Yours, T. Terry [1] In the Old Tongue, "vha'vha'vha'vheum".