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“Excuse you,” Arecia growled, itching to shoot his face off as she visibly resisted the urge to throw that comment right back in his face.
“You are, Areica.” His words came out as a matter of fact statement, “Shall I go into more? I have waited so long to say that, but shall I finish? No wonder my mother hates you so much… I finally see it after all this time.”
“I swear, if you try to turn my daughter against me I will have you dead so fucking fast…”
“Turn her against you? No, I don’t think I will, but I might… in the long run I might.” He shrugged, “If my mother has her way? I will be out of the Knights within a few days and I don’t have to do what you tell me, Arecia.”
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“Excuse you,” Arecia growled, itching to shoot his face off as she visibly resisted the urge to throw that comment right back in his face.
“You are, Areica.” His words came out as a matter of fact statement, “Shall I go into more? I have waited so long to say that, but shall I finish? No wonder my mother hates you so much… I finally see it after all this time.”
“My dad knows what we’ve done.”
Kader doesn’t have too many true friends. He has his fellow Knights as well as Kylo, but he doesn’t classify them as friends.
In truth, the only one he could ever consider a friend would be @arabella-of-the-first-order due to the fact that she’s the only one he can speak with. Not to mention that they have a relationship that his father doesn’t know about.
Mostly friends are tools, they are to be used, and then disposed of. Obviously, he has several contradictions of the idea of what a friend or friends are, but for now he doesn’t feel that he needs any.
Kader chuckled for a slight moment, “Right, you have found me – I would say welcome, but I highly doubt that is needed right now.”
The Knight of Ren ran the tips of his fingers through his hair, “So, what exactly where you looking for?”
“My sister.”
Arecia was keeping just a little bit of hope that Shaelee had just gotten lost, but with her habit of mouthing off to people, Arecia wasn’t too sure. Holding a hand up to her shoulder, she continued, “This tall, light brown hair in a messy ponytail, usually wears dark colors?”
“Your sister?”
He wasn’t exactly usually in the mood to help people (A trait taken from his father) yet, at the same time there was an urge to do so —- if he did, there was a chance he could get a favor from the other or possibly get to know the other decently well.
It was a toss up between doing what he usually did and what was right (Oddly enough he usually chose the former), but this time he decided the later, “No, I have not —— I am going to suspect you want my help?”
Kader chuckled for a slight moment, “Right, you have found me – I would say welcome, but I highly doubt that is needed right now.”
The Knight of Ren ran the tips of his fingers through his hair, “So, what exactly where you looking for?”