Date: 2011-03-20 06:00 pm (UTC)
Grin as Iago makes eyes at me. Memory hits me quick -flame jumping, lighting a cigarette, hands, knife spinning end over end, always laughing-

"We are on our own quest, however, you are welcome to join us if you wish."

Ares speaks again. I know the wrong one did, but his words don't matter to me. I see the way his weight shifts, and how Ares moves closer to me. Not only familiar, but wise. More defensive. About to speak when another woman comes running up to us, throws herself and her child against us -friend, fighter, dear to us, Wanda- and I do not know all of who I am, but I know what I am.

Wheel my steed around and lower my reins, putting Ares and Wanda behind me as I address the two men, "Iago, you are welcome to join us, but you- I remember you," If it was just us I might have let him come with us, if only to watch him. But now there is a child, and I can not let him near her, "You walk with the Living, but I know that you should not. I saw you climb the Gallow's Tree."
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