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.
