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"You sure you're going to be okay?" Trever asked Kale. He wanted to reach up and brush some hair from his twin's face... but that would have been wrong. They were trying to be separate.
"I'll be fine, promise. I'm not going to leave the house. Tobias and I'll be fine. I promise," Kale said, looking a bit wistful. He wanted to go too. But... he couldn't. Too dangerous. The last thing they needed was for something to trigger off Kale turning into something like Nihilus.
Trever hesitated and then gave Kale a hug. Hugs were safe. Kale hugged him back. "I'll miss you."
"Me too."
"Right, okay. I'll try and keep you updated as often as possible."
"Good. Now go on. Shoo."
Trever stuck his tongue out, but left to find Axis. It felt weird going to find their father body or alive. He didn't know which would be worse.
"I'll be fine, promise. I'm not going to leave the house. Tobias and I'll be fine. I promise," Kale said, looking a bit wistful. He wanted to go too. But... he couldn't. Too dangerous. The last thing they needed was for something to trigger off Kale turning into something like Nihilus.
Trever hesitated and then gave Kale a hug. Hugs were safe. Kale hugged him back. "I'll miss you."
"Me too."
"Right, okay. I'll try and keep you updated as often as possible."
"Good. Now go on. Shoo."
Trever stuck his tongue out, but left to find Axis. It felt weird going to find their father body or alive. He didn't know which would be worse.
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Date: 2007-12-02 09:18 pm (UTC)Trever laughs at that. "No, we're not. The Empire holds the planet... but I know the codes to get through."
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Date: 2007-12-02 11:42 pm (UTC)He mutters something to John, who nods and slinks off again.
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Date: 2007-12-03 04:18 am (UTC)He watches the scenery with a bit of a smile, resisting the urge to point out places he recognizes.
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Date: 2007-12-03 04:42 am (UTC)He sets the Ebon Hawk down once he finds a good spot. "You ready for this?"
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Date: 2007-12-03 04:44 am (UTC)He takes a deep breath and nods. "Ready as I'll ever be."
Though there's a twitch of a smile on his face, as though he knows something Axis doesn't.
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Date: 2007-12-03 05:38 am (UTC)He finishes locking down the ship, going so far as to lock down the star charts and everything else, before getting up. "Let's get going, then."
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Date: 2007-12-03 05:47 am (UTC)Trever stretches a bit before getting out of the seat to walk out of the ship. He'll wait for Axis and John (if he's coming) to catch up before setting out towards the farm, hands in his pockets, that smile on his face.
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Date: 2007-12-03 05:56 am (UTC)Axis does catch up, talking quietly with John (possibly even finalizing battle/retreat plans based on the landscape) as they walk. John changed into a breastplate, shinguards, and gauntlets, with a pair of blaster pistols at his side. He almost looks like he belongs here.
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Date: 2007-12-03 06:01 am (UTC)Trever only half listens to what Axis and John are talking about, apparently not at all worried about what's up ahead. It doesn't take long before the buildings are in sight.
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Date: 2007-12-03 06:14 am (UTC)Axis is just paranoid and stuff and- oh, buildings. That's good.
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Date: 2007-12-03 06:33 am (UTC)As they walk, he drops a bit next to Axis, hands in his pockets, taking in the familiar scenery.
The reason for this becomes clear as soon as they reach the gates of the farmstead. A shot from a heavy blaster rifle hits the earth just in front of the three of them, sending up large clods of dirt.
A woman, who was very obviously Trever's mother was standing with the rifle held up like she had known how to use one her whole life. In perfect Mando'a she said to Axis, "Step away from my son, now."
Trever looks not at all surprised at this.
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Date: 2007-12-03 12:43 pm (UTC)He gives Trever a light shove toward the farmstead before backing up himself. "Here I thought all of the Mando'ade were dead, save one of clan Fett," he says in Basic, tone amiable. "In any case, we were bringing him back and had some questions about his Jetii father." He's thinking up a plan on the fly here; Revan hadn't mentioned this.
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Date: 2007-12-03 06:04 pm (UTC)Revan didn't know about this. The twins never mentioned it. Bad boys.
"And you, get back to the house and tell Naldin that we have guests, and I'm going to be wanting a full account of what's happened and where Kale is."
"Kale's safe, promise."
"GO."
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Date: 2007-12-03 06:18 pm (UTC)John inclines his head politely. "Ma'am." Obviously he has no compunctions about fibbing in this little matter.
"Even if your son's rather..." he tries to think of a word, "well, rambunctious... he is telling the truth. Kale is perfectly safe."
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Date: 2007-12-03 06:40 pm (UTC)She nods her head, shouldering the blaster rifle before giving the hand a shake, "Talia Delvar."
It's a small fib.
"I find that hard to believe. The two of them are practically inseparable. Something must have happened to Kale since he's not here." Talia starts walking to the house, with a wave that they should join her.
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Date: 2007-12-03 10:51 pm (UTC)"It'd be best if we talked about your sons inside," 'Jast' murmurs. "Less chance of prying ears."
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Date: 2007-12-04 01:08 am (UTC)But at 'Jast's' comment she gets a worried mother look on her face, the soldier's mask slipping. "I knew there was something wrong."
The inside of the house is clean and spacious with lots of light. Actual paintings of various landscapes -space to sea- hang on the wall. There's a hologram photo of the family when the twin's must have been around five. Talia is there holding one twin, a man -tall with red hair and a kind smile holds the other, and finally there's a third older boy standing between the two adults.
Trever is inside the living area chatting with his brother (also a red-head, the family is leaking with them) Naldin. When they see their mother, they both scurry off into the kitchen.
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Date: 2007-12-04 02:25 am (UTC)John splits off from the older pair to examine the house, stopping in front of the holo to look at everyone. He points to the tall man. "Your husband?" He asks. "I see where they get their hair."
"Like my family and technopathy," Axis mutters under his breath.
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Date: 2007-12-04 02:34 am (UTC)She then turns and yells off towards the kitchen, "Trever! Get in here now!"
Trever comes back in reluctantly and sits on one of the couches. Talia sits across from him, the heavy blaster rifle next to her and stares at him.
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Date: 2007-12-04 02:44 am (UTC)Axis leans on the back of the couch, next to Trever. "You need to tell her what you've been up to while you were gone."
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Date: 2007-12-04 03:07 am (UTC)Trever spills. Every little bit.
Her expression doesn't change a bit through the entire story.
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Date: 2007-12-04 03:14 am (UTC)Axis eventually settles into a chair carefully as he half-listens to the story; he'd gotten various bits and pieces from Revan and Tobias, so Trever's just basically filling in with his side.
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Date: 2007-12-04 03:34 am (UTC)Talia taps her finger on her knee when he's done. "Kree'sha? Huh. Never thought her to be the type."
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