Kale Delvar (
hidden_jedi) wrote2007-09-22 09:44 pm
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The two of them together, Kale and Trever, once they got past the original anger at each other, were like one person. They didn't talk to each other, but clearly communication happened, with a gesture, an expression or sometimes nothing at all. The two of them sat under the Ebon Hawk, fiddling with what appeared to be the shell of a droid.
Both of them were dressed alike and with heads bent over different pieces of machinery, it was nearly impossible to tell them apart. They didn't even talk as they worked. Occasionally one would hold out a hand and the other would put a tool in it, or give a spare part, or help hold something. Their movement was fluid, never a hesitation or a wondering what the other wanted. Never a touching to get the other's attention.
Even though they were working on two separate things, they were able to know what the other wanted.
Both of them were dressed alike and with heads bent over different pieces of machinery, it was nearly impossible to tell them apart. They didn't even talk as they worked. Occasionally one would hold out a hand and the other would put a tool in it, or give a spare part, or help hold something. Their movement was fluid, never a hesitation or a wondering what the other wanted. Never a touching to get the other's attention.
Even though they were working on two separate things, they were able to know what the other wanted.
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"Then what is your interest in my brother, sir?"
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"I'm training him, as I have with others before. And if it's what you want and what you think will make him happy, it can go back to being just that. My interest in him is to keep him as a friend as long as he'll let me."
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"No, this isn't what we want. This is what you want."
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"I'm telling you the truth, Trever. All I've said is all that I want." Aside from things that neither of them can help him with.
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Trever on the other hand gets up and sits on the other side of Tobias, creating a Exile Sandwich.
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He notices this, turning his head to look over at the ex-sith that just sandwiched him.
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Trever has his eyes closed, looking like he's listening to something only he can hear.
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