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[Ronia Skyfire]

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After her lesson and the talk with Olath, she settles in her chair... her mind drifting to Rashid as she takes quill and parchment and begins to write.


Dear Rashid,
I am writing to you to see about meeting you for a talk. yes I realize I messed up and that in the process you were injured. I know no matter how many sorries I offer will not change that fact. But you can not inform me that you had come to speak to me about what you decided, and then toss me out more or less in the same breath. I have a right to know what you feel for me if anything. If you do not wish for this meeting, I will assume that the looks I saw in your eyes that evening was not only filled with anger but hatred. So if I am correct on my assessment on the latter, then I guess there is no real reason to meet. But if I am wrong, I deserve to know what it is then. I know I told you that you needed to think upon it but you have to recall I am one of action. It drove me nuts waiting for you to finish meditating, as the meanwhile only the most horrid of things would come to mind. I have been told more than once I must learn patience but sometimes it is hard. Especially when you are awaiting the verdict of ones feeling, that you have already confessed your own desires and love for. No matter your your feelings or words...I shall always care and love you. That you will find in time is something you can not turn on and off at will. I hope to hear from you soon.

Sincerely,
Ronia

she seals the note and sends it off via messenger then she moves flopping back on her bed letting sleep conquer her fully

[Rashid Oryan]

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Rashid paced around the cold inn found inside the borders of Umbra. Since his attack, he found himself a bit more comfortable there. Occasionally sneaking out in the evening, wearing his brown Monk's robe. This evening though, he found himself with quill and parchment, replying to a missive from Ronia.

Dearest Ronia,

I cannot be dishonest. As I began to write this, I hoped to express a fit of anger, but a part of me will not allow it. I do care for you deeply, and cannot imagine an ill thought escaping my mind and find it's way to this parchment. After much thought, and plenty of meditation, I must decline in us meeting for a bit. I believe that the incident that has passed was nigh short of the universe professing the need to wait on expressing my feelings to you without challenge. Know that I do not love you a bit less in requesting that we wait; but my belief system will not allow me to defy what the energies around me have suggested. As long as I am allowed without challenge, I will remain in umbra. Or until a piece of me suggest my presence to be somewhere else. I feel a great process taking place here, and you may have been a catalyst to that process. For that, I love you even more. I am drawn to you by way of the fates to begin a change in myself.

I know my beliefs try your patients, and I pray that you will bare with me. Also, to say I am completely recovered from our last encounter would be a falsehood.

I just need time...

In Love and Balance,

Rashid Oryan
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From my Fathers teachings...I shall right the energies of this realm. Balance is my purpose.

[Ronia Skyfire]

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After looking at Bryce's letter and putting her response to the side, her gaze falls upon the next letter. How long had it been she wrote to him? Her heart sank as she looked upon it, So many mixed emotions, she wanted to open it, she wanted to throw it away, and she wanted to rip it up and send it back to him. Finally giving up to the first part, she breaks the seal and starts to read it. She sighs, as she ponders a moment. part of her wanted to wait..and wait...picturing him pacing the floors...wondering if she was alive...or if she would ever write back, or if she was pissed and would never speak to him again. The same worries that coarsed through her as she awaiting for a note. Finally she shakes her head and sits down, and begins to write.


Rashid,
Since you were finally kind enough to return a response, I thought I would be kind and respond. Though I shall not wait as long, leaving you to wonder if I am alive, mad, upset, found another, or refuse to ever see or speak to you again. The same mixed emotions and feeling you allowed me to ensure while awaiting a response. In the meantime when not belittling myself, chastizing myself..I started to ..meditate upon it. I am unsure if your anger to me is for the abandonment of my senses to the bottle, or the fact you were attack trying to protect me. I am a Skyfire... and female one at that. My life from my understanding is always in constant danger. If you are going to hold your injuries upon me, so be it. Perhaps it is best you do wait for the meeting so you can think more upon what is important to you. As I said, I am a Skyfire...there are those would rather slice my throat and torture me than to say hello, should they know whom my family is. I can not be held responsible or have my heart torn out each time you work at being the hero and get caught in the blades during it. I love you and understand what you do you feel you need to do. But remember, there will be a time you need to choose for once which is more important. I would have been willing to choose you over my family, should that need have arised... yet I can not seem to compete with your desires of something else. I will try and wait....but no guarentees can be offered. You should speak to your father about his hesistation...and reluctance..and how it lost the woman he claimed to have loved. I will not always be around.. my life could easily be taken after stepping out my door. I do hope you find the happiness in what you seek. Should you ever wish to seek me, if I am not about Sanctus, I will be at Bucs Den. Thanks to you, I have met someone who has become a friend. I have enjoyed his lessons and company while awaiting for you. Please be careful whilst you are in Umbra. I do hope our paths will eventually cross again when you feel, I am back to being worthy of your attention.

Yours,
Ronia

She was too tired to even think or reread her note. She hoped it sounded good but was unsure as she sends it off with a messanger. She then heads to her bed falling back, a sigh escaping her lips. She would have to talk to Olath about this to see what he makes of it. She could not help but to wonder if he would be pleased with the way she responded or if it sounded childish. She didn't care truly at the moment, her body ached as she drifted to sleep.