talentedscavenger | Closed to morally

Rey had experienced a whirlwind of events from locating Luke Skywalker's lightsaber to being pulled through time to meet the person who started it all; Anakin. The man was her grandfather, someone who was the 'chosen one' to bring balance to the Force. If that wasn't enough, she learned of her own powers and had to be trained to use them. It was an interesting time, spending weeks learning about the man and studying under him. They developed a friendship, a strange bond between two adults who happened to be generations apart. As much as she enjoyed her time with him, she was thrust back to her present time.

Anakin was right, it was like she never left. Everyone was still at the Cantina, looking for her. The First Order arrived...it was chaos.

But that was then, and this was now. She found out about Kylo Ren and the man he idolized so much. It pained her, no, angered her to know the same person she met had turned to the Dark Side. Rey kept her mouth shut to her cousin, managing to use the Force to keep him out of her mind and push him back. Now, she had a target on her back. The events didn't go well from there, losing her friend and semi-father figure, Han.

Now she was on a quest to find Luke. The man who could or could not be father. She didn't know how many children Anakin had, though she still remembered those strong Force visions of two children. Chewie and her managed to land the Falcon on the right planet, now she had to make the journey to find the Jedi. At least the time to herself would let her deal with her emotions. She was conflicted, angry, and hurt. From losing a friend to learning some of the truth about her grandfather...it was disheartening.

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morally_cryptic

He smiles and claps a hand on her shoulder, giving a friendly squeeze, "I was joking about the cab driver thing. You drive like I do." So unless they were looking for a thrill, she'd probably just scare all of her passengers away, is what his tone seems to imply.

"But yes, really, I'll help you find something." Which has the added benefit of making sure she doesn't go very far away, too.

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talentedscavenger

They both had a habit of flying either too fast or too 'recklessly' for some people's tastes, but honestly, she thought they did fine. At least they knew how to fly and weren't crashing into buildings left and right. Though, it was nice to hear they shared a trait or two--a positive trait, not like stubbornness.

Rey was thrilled to know Anakin would help her, unable to realize he may or may not try to keep her close. Right now she was happy to have her brother back, and to actually catch up. Assuming that is, the Council didn't want him to report right away and ship him back out again.

"Thanks, I'm hoping it won't take me too long to find something. But what was your last mission about? Or can you not say?" Because you know, Jedi had their own missions and she wasn't sure if it was secretive or not. Really, she wanted to talk, about anything and everything, and spend time with her twin.

[ooc: PPPFFFT, if Obi-Wan doesn't train her, second option....give her some job with Senator Palpatine.]

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morally_cryptic

[ooc: it's up to you! whatever you like better. :) ]

"No," he shakes his head, moving them in the direction of somewhere to sit and have a proper conversation. Possibly with snacks. "It's not a secret, it was just a pretty standard border dispute. I mean, Obi-Wan handled the actual negotiations, I did the investigating into the allegations both sides were throwing at each other. It got pretty ridiculous."

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talentedscavenger

[ooc: urgh, which one would provide the most angst and annoy Anakin to no end?]

Rey follows after her brother, letting him lead them to where ever he wanted to go. Since coming to the Temple Rey has started to eat more. She wasn't starving anymore, but didn't take more than what she felt she needed. It was a hard mindset to break.

"You? Settling a border dispute? I wouldn't have guessed, I would have thought you'd be sent into a fight or....a battle." Considering, well, when they argued it was more fun than anything. Even when they were having a spat it was still fun, and utterly funny to keep teasing her twin. She couldn't view him the authoritative type, trying to dictate what would be best for both sides.

"That would explain why you're back so soon--not that I was counting." she totally was.

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morally_cryptic

[ooc: both are probably more future-angst things but I think her working with Palpatine might end up annoying him even if he helps her get the position (even if accidentally by mentioning it when he's talking to Palpatine without actually expecting him to offer her a job) because then God only knows what she'll say to the man about him. /snerk]

"That's why Obi-Wan did the negotiating bits and I did the action-y bits. Makes for a pretty good division of labor, don't you think?"

He could be authoritative, but his idea of settling such things is generally not the sort of thing that would actually end in a properly peaceful resolution.

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talentedscavenger

[ooc: LOL this is true, but could turn to a lot of great angst, if she's tempted to the dark side...

Or if Obi-Wan teachers her, she could always shake her head at Anakin and ask what he was complaining about.]

"...Action-y? You couldn't think of a better word? You mean you persuade with action." She teased, continuing to walk with him to get a snack or more. Most of the other residents at the temple didn't seem to pay much attention to them. Except the young padawans who would just stare at how tall everyone else was.

"While a good division of labor, you'll actually have to find a way to use your words to solve disputes. But...I could be saying that because I don't want you to get into too much trouble. Not without me at least."

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morally_cryptic

He frowns slightly, "well. Not quite. But fine," he adds as he opens the door to the kitchen for her.

"Use my words? You make me sound like a child."

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talentedscavenger

"Well, when we first met, you kind of came off as such." Rey told him, following him into the kitchens. She still felt weird and awkward for roaming about in a place where she technically didn't belong.

"Though, it does make me wonder which of is technically older. "

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morally_cryptic

"I am," he answers promptly. "That's why I'm taller."

Not that that's saying much, he's taller than a lot of people.

[ooc: sorry for such a short tag after so long, I'm trying to get back in the groove]

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talentedscavenger

Rey rolled her eyes, "Height has nothing to do with it. Maturity though? I think I have to be older for that. You act more childish than I do."

The pot calling the kettle black.

"Would there be a way to find out? Just curious, that's all."

[ooc: It's okay! Thought of another idea! Them actually getting their blood tested and bam! High counts for her and Anakin. Or having a Force dream that both share and scares teh crap out of her.]

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morally_cryptic

He won't dignify that first part with a response. The second gets a shrug, "I'm not a doctor and I'm definitely not an Emdee droid. Maybe? Does it matter that much?"

Because he doesn't entirely see how it would really change anything. They still have a whole list of things they can fraternally bicker about, after all. Either way, he starts scavenging for something for them to eat, moving around with the assurance of someone who's done this far too many times to count. Starting when he was still too short to reach the high cabinets.

[ooc: Force dream would probably work]

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talentedscavenger

"No, not much...just curious, like I said." Maybe he was the older one, considering he didn't know when she was teasing him. Though her remark might have rubbed him the wrong way. It's not as though she could read his mind. Twins they were, but she could only guess to what he was feeling, or tried to read his body language. Although, if she had the training, maybe even used the Force to accurately sense his emotions.

She continues to follow him, not commenting on how easy it was for him to move about. He can pick whatever he wants to eat, she won't have anything. Right now she was fine, later though she would need something. Being at the temple has helped her gain some weight--helping to add muscle to her body. At least this way she isn't a starving twig.

[ooc: Hmm...dream of Anakin turning evil or one or both of them dying? Or something more dramatic?]

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morally_cryptic

She might not make anything of her own but he manages to make enough for both of them, pointedly setting the tray down between the two of them though he doesn't actually tell her to take anything.

"I used to wonder sometimes when I was a kid what it'd be like to have a sibling." He glances over her, a wry tilt to his expression, "I always figured I'd be the older one."

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talentedscavenger

It's obvious to Rey how much he's taking isn't solely for him, but she doesn't comment on it. Maybe later she might take something, but for now she doesn't say anything, only wondering how much he's going to pile on. Or maybe he really was starving.

"Is it living up to everything you hoped it would?" she joked, trying to imagine what would have happened if they did grow up together. If the Council would have taken in both of them...and maybe they could have saved their mother.

"I would just wonder when someone would come."

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morally_cryptic

"I don't know," he says with a sly sidelong look, "I was thinking it'd be a brother. Though I guess," he adds, pointing a fork at her, "I didn't quite live up to expectations either."

But it'd worked out well enough for the both of them, he'd admit.

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talentedscavenger

"I'm just happy you exist," she told him softly, her smile still there but barely. She wanted family and now...now she had it. She wasn't about to let that slip through her fingers. Yes, he is a Jedi, but she....she couldn't give him up, not just yet.

The sibling bonding time didn't last as long as long as Rey would have liked. Anakin had to eventually go to the Council and they were forced to separated. Rey spent the remaining time in her room, finding herself dozing off. A fream started to take place, showing her and Anakin trying to strengthen their twin bond...but then things took a darker turn. She saw bodies piling up, the cries of men and women as they were slaughtered and standing in front of her, holding a lightsaber with blood dripping down the handle...Anakin.

Him, staring at her with yellow eyes, offering her a bloody hand. She could only stare at him in horror before raising her own weapon--one that glowed and brought it down on him. The hiss and crackle of blades meeting blades sang in the air. Both siblings fought, with Rey shouting, yelling, trying to convince her brother to stop.

"This isn't you! Anakin, please!"

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morally_cryptic

"Of course it is," he says, prowling around her as he probes for a weakness, "this is who I'm supposed to be. Who I've always been supposed to be."

She's good, of course, but he's been training far longer than she has and he's drawing on the Dark Side making his attacks stronger, his movements faster.

And he's not holding back.

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talentedscavenger

"No it's not!" Rey snaps, continuing to keep her guard up. She doesn't want to strike him, she doesn't want to hurt him. They already lost their mother, did he really want to lose her too?

"You're meant for other things, but not this. We didn't find each other to end up fighting." No, they were meant to do more than be at war with one another. What could she do to make him see that?

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morally_cryptic

He smiles, but it doesn't reach his eyes nor is there any true warmth in the expression, "oh Rey, we don't have to fight."

Once again, he holds his hand out toward her, though he doesn't drop his lightsaber. "Join me and we can remake the galaxy."

After all, there was absolutely nothing that could stop them if they stood together. As it was, there was almost nothing that could stop him.

Except for Rey.

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talentedscavenger

Anakin's smile sends chills down her spine. It wasn't one that reached his eyes, nor held any warmth or affection towards her. This man....this man looked like her brother, but that was it. His heart, his soul...it had been taken over by the Dark Side. Still, she wasn't going to lose hope. She couldn't lose the only family she had.

"Join you?" Rey repeats, shocked and concern on her features. He wanted her to join him? No, this wasn't her brother. Whatever had taken hold of him, she needed to find a way to bring him. But could she really fight against him? Could she bring herself to the point of killing him? No, there has to be another way...

"Discard your weapon...and I'll do the same..." She seemed like she was willing to give in, to join him, but all she wanted was the chance to talk. No weapons, nothing that could harm either of them.

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morally_cryptic

He laughs, the sound sharp and discordant, "discard my weapon? Well. If you insist." So saying, he thumbs the lightsaber off and lets it drop to the ground. "Your turn."

Maybe, just maybe, he's willing to listen somewhere inside.

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talentedscavenger

This was a good sign, he dropped his light saber and turned it off. Rey nodded her head and did the same. Both of them were weapon less now. She dared to take a step towards him, trying to place her hand in his.

"Why do you want to do this? This goes against everything a Jedi stands for. "

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morally_cryptic

[ooc: figure he can do this and then she wakes up?]

As soon as her lightsaber leaves her hand, his expression darkens, "the Jedi are weak and you're a fool to follow them," he clenches the hand she's reaching for into a fist and she'll feel a sudden tightening of pressure around her throat. "And if you're not with me, you're my enemy."

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talentedscavenger

Rey's eyes go wide, feeling her throat tightening. Anakin was using the Force on her. He was doing it without any hesitation. That was enough to wake her up, sweaty and shaken to her core. That...that felt too real to be a dream.

Without thinking, she got up to exit her room to go to Anakin's. In a matter of minutes she was standing outside his door, suddenly afraid to enter or call out his name.

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morally_cryptic

Anakin hadn't been precisely sleeping well himself though his dreams were more a jumble of images, flashes of blood and fire and then a suffocating blackness he can't pull himself out of. Rey's agitated presence outside his door, though in his dream-muddled state he doesn't recognize as her. So he takes his lightsaber with him when he approaches the door. "I'm not a fan of lurkers," he growls as the door opens, "get the hell out."

Only then does he realize who it is and he goes a little wide-eyed.

"Kriff."

Hopefully she doesn't overly mind seeing her brother half-dressed.