Quiet Musings.
Nov. 29th, 2007 09:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
"You realize," Kale said as he laid on Trever's bed, "If dad's alive, he's going to ground us to the next millennium."
Trever snorted, looking up from the book he was reading. Sitting on a chair he had his bare feet up on the bed. "We're twenty one. A bit old for grounding."
"You actually think that'll stop him?" Kale looked at his twin eyebrows raised.
"Point." Trever admitted. "How's Tobias?"
"He's okay. Resting."
"Why aren't you with him?"
He shrugged, "Wanted to be alone for a bit." Trever didn't ask, 'then why are you here?' because he knew that the two of them together still constituted being alone. Even with their bond shattered and Kale a hole in the Force the two of them still had trouble with thinking of themselves as individuals. They were getting better at it, but it would take a long time before they thought of themselves as two instead of one. "Do you think he's alive?"
"I don't know," Trever said quietly. "He'll be so... disappointed."
"Yeah. We really fucked up."
"Big time."
"It'd be nice, I think,, if he was alive."
"Mom'll be pissed for making her worry."
"I wonder what she's up to. Her and Naldin."
Trever looked at Kale curiously, "You mean you haven't talked to her recently?"
"No. Not since I left."
"She's gonna ground us too."
"... Yeah. We're fucked."
"Not going to be allowed out of the house until we're fifty."
"If we're lucky."
Trever snorted, looking up from the book he was reading. Sitting on a chair he had his bare feet up on the bed. "We're twenty one. A bit old for grounding."
"You actually think that'll stop him?" Kale looked at his twin eyebrows raised.
"Point." Trever admitted. "How's Tobias?"
"He's okay. Resting."
"Why aren't you with him?"
He shrugged, "Wanted to be alone for a bit." Trever didn't ask, 'then why are you here?' because he knew that the two of them together still constituted being alone. Even with their bond shattered and Kale a hole in the Force the two of them still had trouble with thinking of themselves as individuals. They were getting better at it, but it would take a long time before they thought of themselves as two instead of one. "Do you think he's alive?"
"I don't know," Trever said quietly. "He'll be so... disappointed."
"Yeah. We really fucked up."
"Big time."
"It'd be nice, I think,, if he was alive."
"Mom'll be pissed for making her worry."
"I wonder what she's up to. Her and Naldin."
Trever looked at Kale curiously, "You mean you haven't talked to her recently?"
"No. Not since I left."
"She's gonna ground us too."
"... Yeah. We're fucked."
"Not going to be allowed out of the house until we're fifty."
"If we're lucky."