Trying to Forget

[Ren]

Ren slid down a hole from the sewers into the tunnel, landing with a soft thump of cloth and flesh. He would have liked to be completely silent, but managing to cover the sound of every single one of his knives was good enough for now. He turned behind him, and waving his hand over the opening, and muttering one of the two spells he knew, closed up the hole.
Quickly finishing that, he hurriedly walked away, and turned down another tunnel. As soon as he had, he slowed down, walking at a more moderate pace.
The hole led to the surface, and recently, thinking about the surface had brought about old memories; painful ones. He staggered, and suddenly collapsed to the ground, memories overwhelming him.

Rai... where are you?... it's been so long.... are you all right?

The memory of those times... when he lived on the surface, when he saw Rai...

A tear slowly leaked out of his eye, and slid down the black skin of his cheek.

The day when someone found them.... and tried to kill them...

No.... don't think about it.... you'll become weak, and down here, being weak gets you killed.

Stop it.

He got up, gaining back his composure, hoping that no one had seen what had just happened to him.

This was why he couldn't be on the surafce. Too many memories could be found up there- too many memories that could get Ren killed, no matter how skilled he was.
That was why he was down here now; to surpress those memories. To overcome them, and to live without them.

He and Rai and agreed a long time ago that those memories could kill them both.... and agreed that they could never see each other again.

[Ramona]

Ramona had indeed watched this display of one of her people, her emerald eyes, eyes that none other of her kind had, pale in the underworld of her Kingdome, seemed to see everything. She settled her arrows that lay in their confines at her back, into a more comfortable position, and likewise let her crossbow slide form her shoulder and rest in her left hand, pointed at the soft ground at her bare feet as she stepped from the darkened shadows and walked up, slowly to this Drow male, she did not recognize.

Oh, how she could hear Zak’s complaints about her doing so now and a brief smile graced her lips, before she let them slide back again to the concerned look that lay there now upon her approach.

Her long tresses of oddly raven hair lay at her back, tied up so as to stay out of her face, the painting of her body visibly showing who she was, if the eyes and dark hair did not give her away, they certainly would. Everyone knew the Spider Queen by the painted runes about her body, like tattoo’s they were, there for decoration of her status, and to ensure she had not been touched by another.

Her feet came to a stop but a few feet away from the new Drow she had not recognized and she looked at him, questioning. “You seem bothered brother, might I offer you a bit of company, if for no other reason than to not allow you to suffer in silent loneliness?” She asked, her voice as soft as always.

[Ren]

Ren stiffened; someone had seen him, against all his hopes.

"No, I do not wish company at all."

He turned around, and his eyes widened, suddelny seeing to whom he was talking to. Quickly, he bowed, and apologised.
"I'm sorry, Highness, I did not mean to offend in any way. I did not know that it was you to whom I spoke."

"I would gladly have your company, if that is what you wish. Though, I would not consider myself worthy to talk to someone such as yourself. I am but a warrior, and one who has not lived here long... I do not know what I have done to deserve such company."

[Ramona]

Ramona inclined her head towards the Drow and then smiled slightly towards him as well. “But of course you are worthy, you are Drow, you are one of mine own brothers and I am your Queen, so if I say it, it must be true.” She replied.

Ramona, the Spider Queen of the Drow, was a very powerful being, and she respected her people for the respect they showed in her, and their trust, one might say, that her biggest weakness was her love of her kind, and it might just be as they say. Yes, she could be cruel and at times even a bit evil, but when it came to her people, there was always a softness about her that was shown in her every action and word.

“I think, that even if you do not wish company, I certainly shouldn’t be walking about the Web without escort, would you be so kind as to act as guard for me, for the present time?” She inquired, knowing he would not refuse, and thinking perhaps, that this one needed the company, rather he wished to admit it or not.

[Ren]

Ren smiled, and bowed slightly.
"I would be honoured to accompany you, Higness." He answered, though he was sure that with her proficency with the crossbow, the Drow Queen did not if fact, need an escort.

But...

In spite of his offended manner earlier... he did want company. If only to keep certain thoughts away... he was glad that the Drow Queen had come across him.

"Where is it that you wish to go, m'lady?" Ren enquired.

Wherever, whatever, she wanted to do, was acceptable. Well... there was a limit, but it was rather far off. To do anything to get his mind of him...