Family ... that was something I've been lacking for many a years now. It's not that I wasn't born into a family or had none. No ... I did at one time. I had a mother, a father, and a younger brother that which I tried so often to defend. That all changed, though, at the age of fourteen, when the those horrid monsters called the Blood Raiders stole our parents from us. That event felled our small family forever, and tore asunder the bond that I had with my brother. It was made even worse by our grandmother, and for many a years I received nothing but scornful looks from him.
Five years have passed since the last time I even spoke with him, tried to reach to him for something I yearned from the last kin I had. It did not end well, and I have not tried since ...
Till now. A recent conversation I had with Esna spurred my curiosity of Ren's well being, and even though I said I would not try any time soon, I did anyway. I wonder if it went unnoticed by his frequent scans of my datapad activities ...
Though imagine my surprise when I received a response from my brother. Sure, it took a bit of time, but he did. He agreed to meet with me, as his flight back down to Annad III was delayed, and would have to stay up in a system station for a day or two. Naturally, I jumped at this opportunity. Perhaps ... he won't be so embarrassed what what I have become, or angry.
Speaking of angry ... I hope Esna is not. I left no notification as to where I ran off to, nor did I take my datapad with me ... I should probably find a way to inform him, when I get a chance to.
Thursday, March 10, 2011
Saturday, March 5, 2011
Mercy
Raphael Saint ...
That name ... that one name, amongst so many others in the knighthood ...
I hate it .... no, hate is not the right word. Detest it more then anything, or rather, the man behind the name. That man has never given me the greatest of impressions since the night I first met him. I will admit to making a mistake that night, getting involved in something I should not have been by trying to defend a sleeping Shalee. Had I but known he was another member of the knighthood, I would have backed off, though since I did not, and did what I felt was right at the time. He has never forgotten about that night.
Had it not been for how the encounters with him have gone after that night, I would have apologised for my actions back then. Since that night, he has gone as far as to accuse me of butting into every conversation he has with others when I am around. I have been the subject of his insults both in front of others and in private, as well as him trying to tell me how to go about my business as if I was some idiot rookie. Though most of that does not bother me, what does the most was how he insulted Esna so openly one night. Had it not been for my promise to my only friend to not try to cause any trouble, I might have made Raphael eat those foul words that night.
So imagine my surprise when I had heard from Red about his incarceration. I almost instantly recalled something he had said one night to Esna in regards to myself, on how if it were him when it came to helping me our of my own predicament, he would've left me out in the rain. Admittedly, the thought of letting him rot in his cell flashed through my mind ever so briefly, but that's when the memories of my own imprisonment raced through my head. Those memories roared even louder then the previous cruel thought, and it was then I knew I couldn't do that. Not when it seemed as if I was the only other person that knew ...
And thus, I did what I felt was right. I swallowed my own damnable pride, and flew down to where Raphael was being held and bailed his sorry ass out of jail. I did so with my own hard earned isk, even though I told the ones in charge there I came in the name of my master.
I have never seen that man so surprised at my actions. Nor have I ever heard him speak my name before...
But he did that night, along with a thank you.
Perhaps I will apologise to him, after all...
That name ... that one name, amongst so many others in the knighthood ...
I hate it .... no, hate is not the right word. Detest it more then anything, or rather, the man behind the name. That man has never given me the greatest of impressions since the night I first met him. I will admit to making a mistake that night, getting involved in something I should not have been by trying to defend a sleeping Shalee. Had I but known he was another member of the knighthood, I would have backed off, though since I did not, and did what I felt was right at the time. He has never forgotten about that night.
Had it not been for how the encounters with him have gone after that night, I would have apologised for my actions back then. Since that night, he has gone as far as to accuse me of butting into every conversation he has with others when I am around. I have been the subject of his insults both in front of others and in private, as well as him trying to tell me how to go about my business as if I was some idiot rookie. Though most of that does not bother me, what does the most was how he insulted Esna so openly one night. Had it not been for my promise to my only friend to not try to cause any trouble, I might have made Raphael eat those foul words that night.
So imagine my surprise when I had heard from Red about his incarceration. I almost instantly recalled something he had said one night to Esna in regards to myself, on how if it were him when it came to helping me our of my own predicament, he would've left me out in the rain. Admittedly, the thought of letting him rot in his cell flashed through my mind ever so briefly, but that's when the memories of my own imprisonment raced through my head. Those memories roared even louder then the previous cruel thought, and it was then I knew I couldn't do that. Not when it seemed as if I was the only other person that knew ...
And thus, I did what I felt was right. I swallowed my own damnable pride, and flew down to where Raphael was being held and bailed his sorry ass out of jail. I did so with my own hard earned isk, even though I told the ones in charge there I came in the name of my master.
I have never seen that man so surprised at my actions. Nor have I ever heard him speak my name before...
But he did that night, along with a thank you.
Perhaps I will apologise to him, after all...
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