Topic: Changes

Jenai Ravenlock

Date: 2007-01-12 04:33 EST
Changes. She felt them, about and within. She couldn't explain all of them. Hell really any of them. She just knew they were there. Maybe this was just part of life, as it happens to you.

This night she walked alone, just down any path, any street, to see where it went. If it ended, she would just turn back and find another. She smiled to herself. As the rain started to a slight drizzle she pulled the hood of her coat up and hide her face against the night and the damp. Normally she would have let the rain soak her to the bone, a blessing bath from nature. But tonight, she was not feeling up to the lighter side of things.

She'd been there for so many, even if they never knew it. She never expected anything in return. Maybe that was what was wrong. You get was you expect from most people. But it didn't seem like nothing, it was more, misunderstanding.

Jenai Angelique, the Tao loving, virgin Priestess, naive, peaceful, ever bouncing, happy go lucky red head was now Jenai Angelique, the battle lusting, elbows deep in blood, lover, callous, killer hunting, fanatic of "ancient" Scathach ways fire tempered beastie.

She stopped as the rain came down in sheets now, pittering fat drops against her leathers. Her eyes rested on one of the City's other Churches as even in the pouring rain, followers still attended a mass like clock work. She felt a slight pain at feeling selfish even for a moment, but there were things she could no longer push aside. She'd felt for others, wishing them all the very best, their every hearts desire filled, now, she wanted hers filled and yet only one seemed to see it. And then, he saw what she would let him see.

She know he saw more then she wanted, and he was her saint to be waiting for her to open more to him. He would have to wait, not right now. Others needed her more then she needed herself.

Her Sisters... as much as she felt the rift between them, she would be there until they turned their backs on her. She knew they did not totally accept her choice. But she would follow her heart and it lead straight to Brian. Sometimes, sisters left completely to find their soul mates, that would be a hard tearing she hoped she would never have to do. They gave her strength, together they each gave her wisdom if they knew it or not. They were her back bone in all she did simply because she knew they would be there.

Brian, his need was bigger then hers as she saw it. As much as others may have seen him as a living wreck once upon a time. She saw Brian. He was never a wounded bird to her in need of mending. He would be the only one to do that. She was simply there to love him for all his mistakes and awards. To pick him up if he should fall and love him still. He had taught her, given her a wider view of so much, so many things. He held open a door to the real world for her.

Jenai Ravenlock

Date: 2007-01-12 05:19 EST
Her friends. They always brought a smile to her face. Though right now it was a small one. The last church goer entered the building and the bells stopped ringing. She turned into the next path that laid at her feet and made her way to the docks. The rain will have washed the docks and hopefully taken away some of the scent of fish since the rain drifted from the mountains this time of year.

In this type of weather, she feared little for affront on her as she wound her way closer. She walked in the open, only her ears listening as her mind listened to her own thoughts that pelted and soaked her more then the rain ever could. She stopped at the docks edge and watched the waves reach up to meet the ribbons and more dramatic sheets of rain as they fell to greet their fate.

Friends, like the waves come and go, each carried it's own ties, it's own purpose. Sometimes they worked with the other waves for a common goal, some times they fought each other, swallowed each other, but in the end mostly all of them battled the shore. And in the end she knew most of her friends would forever be there for her. Even her most enigmatic, the ones she would never understand, seemed to have her back when she wasn't looking. She would hear about it. Hear about they things they had said or had done in her absence and in her defense. Those friends, she would never turn from. Some she never dreamed would call her family, and they did. But as much as she loved them, as much as they filled a part of her heart, she would never burden them with what pained her. They had none simply enough by just being there.

The wind picked up and twirled the ends of her coat exposing more of her legs to the rain with the sound of flapping leather. What did that matter though, all wet will dry. She stood there as still as the beams of wood themselves soaked boots and leather leggings would wait as a minor detail...

The murders... the biggest road block before her. Keeping her from her goal. Even though these did not empty nor fill her, it was part of the changes she felt. The clouds over head darkened, lowered, heavy with threats. Perhaps it was just more of something felt then the actual shift in weather. But for now she would stay, her eyes locked on the rain drops that dimpled the rolling water, the thoughts would do the same to her mind a little longer before she would head home.