Disclaimer: "Ten feet down the road, there
is a prarie dog. What do you do?" "I just pass on by." "It's
hundred feet tall." "Oh."
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EBrooklynW : *chuckle* tou WOULD say that
Professor McCarthy : Why, thank you!
Sword7w: give it time, lovie. I promise.
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Christina: Thank you! whoo!!!!
Xiaoie: I'm glad!
A/N: Keep those reviews coming, how else will I know if I'm doing well? Also, sorry for the long wait, I have no clue where this story is going... *chagrin*
---Hidden Love : Chapter Eight------
It was several days before Kyp was allowed to leave the Med-Bay, and it would be some days yet before he would be cleared for missions again. This irked him to no end, as all he really wanted right then was a good fight. He was supposed to have died out there, figured that fate and Force would have other ideas.
With a sigh, he donned the clothes that had been brought to him, the medics didn't say by whom, and with a nod to Sharr, who for some reason had been there - again - he headed for his small quarters.
Kyp stood in the doorway to his room in shock. There, in the centre of his desk, lay the still-holo of his family.
"I thought they'd rest more comfortably there," a voice spoke behind him.
He nearly jumped out of his skin as he whirled around to address the speaker. "Jaina!" Her name unpon his lips sounded both a curse of hurt anger, and a breath of a prayer.
"Well, they WERE your family, Kyp," she said tilting her head to look up at him as she shoved her hands in her pockets.
"What are you doing here?" his eyes almost narrowed. Who told?
"Heard you were out, thought I'd come by and thank you for what you did. Though it was probably the stupidest, most idiotic thing you may have done to date."
"Uh... you're welcome?"
She smiled enigmatically and brushed past him to go sit on the edge of the bed, drawing her knees up as she regarded him.
"Don't you have a boyfriend to harass right now, Goddess?"
She waved a hand, "He's busy. So, tell me about them?"
"About who?" he danced around the subject.
"Your family."
"No. I try not to think about it." With that, he moved to pick up the holo, and then went to his footlocker to lock it away.
"What are you doing?"
"Putting the holo back where it belongs."
"You're keeping your family in your footlocker? What kind of a man does that?!" She sighed, flicking a loose strand of hair behind her ear, "Tell me about them."
"No. They have no place in my life now."
"But... they were your family!"
"And they're dead, that is all. Don't ask me again," Kyp growled menacingly.
"They meant a lot to you, didn't they?" she asked quietly, shamed by his anger.
"Goddess, I would rather return to the depths Kessel than continue this conversation. Was there anything else you wanted?" he asked sourly.
She took a folded up piece of flimsy from her pocket and stood. She handed it to him as he left, "Thought you might want this back."
He frowned and opened it, blanching at what he saw. It was a letter he'd written, he thought he'd thrown it away weeks ago! Just as he lifted his head to ask her how she got it, the door slid shut, and she was gone.
He slammed his hand on the opener and stormed out after the small figure heading down the empty hallway. He grabbed her shoulder and spun her around, shaking the bit of flimsy in her face with his other hand. "Where did you get this, Jaya?"
She simply raised her eyebrows, "I found it."
"Where."
"On the floor."
He almost growled in response.
It was an intimidating growl, and coupled with the furor in his gaze, she capitulated. "In your room. I'm sorry," she turned her face away from him and started heading down the hall.
"You read it, didn't you."
She stopped momentarily looking back over her shoulder. The confused look in her eyes was the only response he received before she turned and disappeared around a corner.
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Next time:
"Yes oh Goddess, my Goddess.... Your wish is my command."
Responses:
EBrooklynW : *chuckle* tou WOULD say that
Professor McCarthy : Why, thank you!
Sword7w: give it time, lovie. I promise.
Magus Durron: =whistles= you'll see... about when I do :)
Christina: Thank you! whoo!!!!
Xiaoie: I'm glad!
A/N: Keep those reviews coming, how else will I know if I'm doing well? Also, sorry for the long wait, I have no clue where this story is going... *chagrin*
---Hidden Love : Chapter Eight------
It was several days before Kyp was allowed to leave the Med-Bay, and it would be some days yet before he would be cleared for missions again. This irked him to no end, as all he really wanted right then was a good fight. He was supposed to have died out there, figured that fate and Force would have other ideas.
With a sigh, he donned the clothes that had been brought to him, the medics didn't say by whom, and with a nod to Sharr, who for some reason had been there - again - he headed for his small quarters.
Kyp stood in the doorway to his room in shock. There, in the centre of his desk, lay the still-holo of his family.
"I thought they'd rest more comfortably there," a voice spoke behind him.
He nearly jumped out of his skin as he whirled around to address the speaker. "Jaina!" Her name unpon his lips sounded both a curse of hurt anger, and a breath of a prayer.
"Well, they WERE your family, Kyp," she said tilting her head to look up at him as she shoved her hands in her pockets.
"What are you doing here?" his eyes almost narrowed. Who told?
"Heard you were out, thought I'd come by and thank you for what you did. Though it was probably the stupidest, most idiotic thing you may have done to date."
"Uh... you're welcome?"
She smiled enigmatically and brushed past him to go sit on the edge of the bed, drawing her knees up as she regarded him.
"Don't you have a boyfriend to harass right now, Goddess?"
She waved a hand, "He's busy. So, tell me about them?"
"About who?" he danced around the subject.
"Your family."
"No. I try not to think about it." With that, he moved to pick up the holo, and then went to his footlocker to lock it away.
"What are you doing?"
"Putting the holo back where it belongs."
"You're keeping your family in your footlocker? What kind of a man does that?!" She sighed, flicking a loose strand of hair behind her ear, "Tell me about them."
"No. They have no place in my life now."
"But... they were your family!"
"And they're dead, that is all. Don't ask me again," Kyp growled menacingly.
"They meant a lot to you, didn't they?" she asked quietly, shamed by his anger.
"Goddess, I would rather return to the depths Kessel than continue this conversation. Was there anything else you wanted?" he asked sourly.
She took a folded up piece of flimsy from her pocket and stood. She handed it to him as he left, "Thought you might want this back."
He frowned and opened it, blanching at what he saw. It was a letter he'd written, he thought he'd thrown it away weeks ago! Just as he lifted his head to ask her how she got it, the door slid shut, and she was gone.
He slammed his hand on the opener and stormed out after the small figure heading down the empty hallway. He grabbed her shoulder and spun her around, shaking the bit of flimsy in her face with his other hand. "Where did you get this, Jaya?"
She simply raised her eyebrows, "I found it."
"Where."
"On the floor."
He almost growled in response.
It was an intimidating growl, and coupled with the furor in his gaze, she capitulated. "In your room. I'm sorry," she turned her face away from him and started heading down the hall.
"You read it, didn't you."
She stopped momentarily looking back over her shoulder. The confused look in her eyes was the only response he received before she turned and disappeared around a corner.
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Next time:
"Yes oh Goddess, my Goddess.... Your wish is my command."