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[talentedscavenger]

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]

"You can try. But you've already used it, even if you don't think you have." In some ways, it was impossible for someone as Force sensitive as they were to just not tap into it at all. So much could be done subconsciously, after all.

"And you're going to hold that comment against me forever, aren't you?" he asks ruefully. "I'm probably not a very good teacher though. They'd be crazy to give me a padawan."

[talentedscavenger]

"No...not forever. I only bring it up because you did." Because even though she did annoy him as his little sister, he wouldn't harm her. He wouldn't turn to the Dark Side. He wouldn't hurt her.

There was a soft sigh, finding her brother had a point. She could try to not use the Force, but considering the ability she had....it was best to find a way to control it. Least she accidentally harm someone.

"Well...who else would be able to teach me?"

[morally_cryptic]

"Mmm," he leans back from her in thought, realizes that she's been pressed up against his bare chest and lets her go so he can go tug on a shirt while he thinks. "I mean, any of the Masters are capable, of course but..." would any of them do it? Master Halcyon maybe but he tended to keep to Corellia, given the opportunity. He automatically discards anyone actually on the Council because he can picture their disapproving expressions without even having to put any effort into it. Most of the other Masters he can think of already have students of their own. But one.

"Sithspit," he mutters.

Obi-Wan and Rey did not need to tag team him.

[talentedscavenger]

It didn't hurt per say to have him pull away from her, but it was probably for the best considering all things. Later, she might find it funny that her brother was modest like this, but her mind was still preoccupied with what she just experienced.

The dream--or was it a vision? That plagued her mind.

"Probably not willing to break code," they wouldn't take anyone that wasn't a padawan. Or go against the council's wishes. No, there wasn't much they could do. So either Anakin taught her--! Or he came up with a different idea.

"What?"

[morally_cryptic]

"Nothing," he says evasively, "he probably wouldn't want to do it anyway."

He sits down on the edge of his bed and waves her over to sit as well if she feels so inclined. "Since we're both awake now, you want some breakfast?" Just changing the subject here....

[talentedscavenger]

Rey knits her eyebrows, picking up on his sudden evasiveness. She moves to sit next to him and shakes her head at him at the offer of food. It still had to be in the middle of the night. No point in waking up anyone to go to the kitchens again.

"Not hungry, just..." she searched her feelings, trying to pinpoint the right word for it.

"Exhausted...I want to go back to sleep, but I don't think I can." she nudged her leg at his, trying to get him back on the subject.

"So...am I going to call you master, or will that inflate your ego too much?"

[morally_cryptic]

He nudges her back with his knee and makes a face, "as tempting as that is, I just keep hearing you say it in this sarcastic tone of voice and it takes all the fun out of it. Guess we could see if the Creche Master wants to take you on. I mean...you'll have to start at the beginning, anyway."

At least if they can tease each other they can take the edge off her dream.

[talentedscavenger]

"Me? Sarcastic?" There was a bit of sarcasm in her voice then, not as strong as it could have been, but it was there. Albeit, weak, but it was there. She could appreciate him trying to help cheer her up.

"You're assuming they'll go along with it--and if.." she stifled a yawn. "If the council finds out, they'll throw me out." Granted, she was planning on leaving, but that was besides the point.

Her leg nudged his again, averting her gaze from him once more. "...Have you ever had a dream like that before? So strong, it made you think it was happening?"

[morally_cryptic]

"If the Council throws you out I'm just going to have to have words with them," he says grimly.

Good thing it's fairly dark in his room, she doesn't have to see how his expression stays grim. "Once or twice. Never anything good." Why couldn't he have pleasant visions about Padme Amidala, for instance? "Doesn't mean they weren't still just dreams."

Except for the ones he'd had about Shmi. She doesn't need to know about those.

[talentedscavenger]

The grim tone of her voice makes Rey stiffen, not needing to see his face to know how he looked. The grim tone brought her back to her dream again. She found herself reaching out to rest her hand on top of Anakin's, just as a way to anchor herself and to remind herself that he was there. He was the same Anakin who found her, and the same one who annoyed and cared for her.

"You'll have more than words..." she says softly, squeezing his hand as a way to comfort her and him.

"How do you know? How do you it's only a dream and...a glimpse into what could be?"

[morally_cryptic]

He sighs at that question and shakes his head slightly. "It's...hard to explain since you don't really know that much about the Force." Which is kind of a cop-out but by damn he's going to use it.

"And there are things that might be but that doesn't mean they'll actually happen." He hates that he's about to go here, "Master Yoda likes to say that the future is always in motion."

[talentedscavenger]

"You could tell me." Considering she may not know much about the Force but he could still give her some information. He would still be teaching her in a way. However, he didn't look comfortable with that option.

So what she saw could be the future. A possibility, as slim as it was, it was still possible. Rey's grip on Anakin's hand tightened, becoming unsure of what she saw.

"It's in motion, but that outcome is still there. "

[morally_cryptic]

"No," he says firmly, moving his hand so he can clasp hers as well. "Not if I have anything to say about it."

And since, you know, it was about him, he feels pretty strongly about that fact.

[talentedscavenger]

"Why?" She asked, confused and trying to connect the dots. Why did he want to hide something from her? Did he not trust her? Thus far she had been very transparent, letting him get close to her. Closer than any other person.

[morally_cryptic]

He blinks at her, just as puzzled. "I didn't think me declaring I'm turning to the Dark Side actually needed explanation?"

Maybe his lack of sleep isn't making him coherent.

[talentedscavenger]

They were both tired and Rey's train of thought was going to other directions than Anakin's.

"No, not that..." she let out a soft sigh. "I meant, why won't you tell me anything about the Force? if what Is aw wasn't a dream...but it wasn't the future, I need to know what it is. I need to know how to control this." Because someone had to train her. Unless others found out and wanted to train Rey and turn her into something dark.

She stifled a yawn, opting to lean against her brother for support and comfort.

"...you're being stubborn for no reason."

[morally_cryptic]

"You never really wanted to know before," he says, "hell, you didn't even want to believe it was a thing there for a while."

Okay, they'd gotten over that part fairly quickly, but still. He has a point, doesn't he? Maybe.

He sighs and leans his head on hers. Because he's taller and can do that. "I'm always stubborn. I don't need a reason. Can we talk about this in the morning? I'll take the floor." She doesn't have to go.

[talentedscavenger]

"Because I'm not special, not like you. I'm no one, remember?" The same words she told herself repeatedly, not out of pity but because it was the truth. It was her truth. Anakin was meant for greater things, she wasn't jealous at all by it. In comparison she was just a scavenger.

"Knew it was there, Anakin, just didn't think it applied to me," Rey huffed, finding herself getting comfortable against her brother.

"No..I can take the floor. Used to it." Even on some nights she still preferred the floor. A soft bed was something she would never get used to. She didn't want to go, but if he made a fuss over where they would be sleeping, she might threaten him with leaving.

[morally_cryptic]

"You're just as stubborn as me," he mutters. Then louder, "you're my twin, Rey. You couldn't be more like me if you tried." Which maybe wasn't entirely comforting in the context of her dream but he means it more to insist that yes, she is special and not just because he's biased.

Then he just smirks at her and pushes her lightly down onto the bed before dropping and rolling onto the floor himself in one smooth movement, pillowing his head back on his hands. "Too late."

[talentedscavenger]

They both equally stubborn, which usually left Rey wondering how the two of them would have been together. A pair of twins running around the Temple or trying to give their mother a hard time...those moments were stolen from them. All they could do now was be there for each other.

"I don't try, and I don't plan on trying," she muttered softly only to be lights pushed onto his bed.

"You're being a brat," she told him, grabbing a pillow behind her to throw down at him.

"At least take that. "

[morally_cryptic]

He lets out a chuckle muffled by the pillow before moving to use it properly. "Goodnight, Rey."

No, he's not going to deny the brat thing. It's self-evident.

[talentedscavenger]

"Night, Anakin.." Rey laid down on her side, trying to fall asleep. When she closed her eyes, the vision she had of Anakin continued to come up. Her dream altered between the evil Anakin she faced before and her fighting and ultimately...joining him.

That made Rey wake up again, breathing hard and ultimately unable to fall asleep. She laid in her brother's bed and waited for morning to come.