#xkane

He sat in the sand letting the night waves wash over bare legs. Body covered only by the black speedo he wore to swim. Ronin deciding on taking refuge in the above ground water over the grotto, avoiding the pet crocodile that swam there. With his back on the wet floor he called the sand around him to rise. Watching it change from red to black as his power took control of it. The black spec mixing in his vision with the stars creating something almost childlike for him to enjoy. The smile on his face softer than most on the island had witness and had he known someone else was so close by he would've done a better job of hiding it. The sudden presence felt caused the sand to fall to the ground again...from black to red. Rolling up to see Kane lurking close by.

"Oh...it's just you." Not meant in any offense. Just that it was better another Acolyte saw him using his powers over a mortal. They were supposed to be keeping the god, demi-demigod stuff out of their line of sight. "Sorry thought I was alone out here. You come out for a swim?" His hair and body still wet from the resent trip through the waves. "The waters aren't as warm as the grotto but you get used to it."

Mercy. The wretched word kept swirling in Zainab's mind after he ditched the battle party. That damned elf escaped his clutches more than once. Tomorrow, maybe the next day, the ranger would hear word of what information Silas forced from him. Then he would be sober and glad the others out voted him. But for now, Zai was seething and bleeding in a dark alley alone.

A silhouette filled the blue lit frame at the alleyways opening. A terribly familiar shape and energy dwelled there. He winced at it. A less aggressive reaction than he had intended when picturing another demigod. One of those with lights shooting out of their hands or another, armored in black, who was so much better than him. "What would you've said...?" He asked, considering Kane's vote hadn't been counted. "Would you've killed him?"

Ronin was usually the first to know when someone new arrived. The movements above were less of his concern but someone fresh entering the catacombs he had to observe. This would be yet another fighting for the same seat within the inner circle. An ally in battle but a rival where it mattered most. He was never concerned with the threat but he felt it right to be mindful of the potential at the same time. He couldn't let his favor with the King stale if some new shiny acolyte emerged. One sharing blood with a member of the inner circle no less.

He watched the other from a distance for a day prior before coming to introduce himself directly. Knocking at the frame of the door to his bedchambers and looking around inside. "Anyone home?" Asked as he entered but stayed close to the door. Seniority gave him the right to trespass, no?