Dueling Daughters and a Nervous Uncle

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"That's not fair!" Tiji growled, throwing herself to the side, but still unable to dislodge the warrior girl off her back. Both girl stumbled through the Cantina doorway, tumbling to the floor in a heap, nly to freeze and look up.

"Huh?" Tiji said, looking around as Laka let go and got to her own feet, helping her cousin up as they looked around.

"Girls!" Atton stumbled in right after them, looking both ashen and red with breath shortness. He blinked, then sighed. "Great. Now what?"

"It's a cantina, like the other one, but different," Tiji looked around.

"Oh... well, alright. Don't wrestle in here," Atton said, taking a deep breath and nearly sprinting fr the bar.

Laka rolled her eyes, and Tiji smirked.

"Let's find some boys," she said eagerly. Laka gave her a look of utter contempt, but allowed herself to be dragged out of her uncle's eyesight.

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"You probably don't want to look at our thoughts," he said soberly. "We drove a mind reader nuts once."

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"What bothers you?" she asked softly, worried for him.

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"Bothers us... me?" he asked, lifting an eyebrow.

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She shooked her head and touched her lips to his before blushing and layin her cheek to his shoulder.

"You're sad. But you don't have totell me why," she said, mentally barating herself for prying.

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"Buh buh buh...." He struggled for coherence as his mind tried to shut down. "Woah! Um...." His arm tightened around her protectively. "Um... my old would kill me for that... wow."

Then he closed his eyes and lay his cheek against her hair again as he lowered his natural shields and let her see a bit of what was inside his mind and on his heart: The father who stayed at home and mourned, the mother and baby sister lost in a gas attack, the uncle who had sworn to kill the father for what he perceived as the betrayal of the mother and other transgenics.

His thoughts were strong, but behind them was a chaos of unconnected thoughts and images, impulses and feelings. He was a brilliant young man, and caring and sweet-natured. But he was also quite mad.

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She blinked, then snaked her arms around him, closing her eyes and projecting feelings of comfort and companionship, being there for him as she thought about what she'd seen. Then she showed him her family and friends, sharing the things she'd seen, and the attempts on her mother and family's life by beings of horrible evil, including the one time her own Aunt had fallen again.

There was a whisper of a man in the back of these thoguhts, but she kept that as well hidden as she could, not being ready to share that chapter of her life with anybody.

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Frank frowned softly, his other arm joining the first so that he was hugging her tenderly as if she were a treasure, the respect he'd hand for his adopted mother coming through in how he treated and regarded this girl. He didn't know what to say.

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"There's nothing to say," she said softly, listening to his heart for a little while longer. "I can't always be here, but if you want me, I'll be here for you."

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"You realize we're both cracked," he murmured. "Earnest and I... can't even differentiate between ourselves sometimes. And we can bounce off the walls on a bad day."

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"I have bad days too," she said, looking up at him. "I almost turned, once. And that... that'd be a bad thing. Really bad. And... I mean, well, I'm half Jedi, half crazy Republic start pilot. All vigilantee. And... I dunno. Maybe to cracked kids can fill in the hurts?"