Salle [Thursday morning]

[momslilassassin]

Ben trotted into the salle, lightsaber hilt on his waist as usual.

He ignored the giant candy canes over where the practice swords normally were, ignited his 'saber and....

"Huh?"

Shaking the candy candy isn't going to turn it back into a weapon, Ben. Sorry.

[OOC: Open for any fighty types who wish to be annoyed!]

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[brat_inslayage]

"What the hell?" Kennedy demanded, storming into the salle from the weapons locker with a giant candy cane in one hand. "This isn't funny!"

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"I know," Ben whined whined. "How can I fight with a piece of candy?"

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"This is such bull." No strikeout text could contain the magnitude of Kennedy's bitching as she shot an accusatory glare at the candy cane. "I really liked that sword. How am I supposed to explain that? 'Oh, sorry, it turned into candy and broke while I was sparring, can you send me a new one?'"

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"Depends who you're talking to, but I'm pretty sure it'll sound stupid," was Ben's helpful reply.

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"Psh. Stupid doesn't begin to describe how it'll sound. God! It couldn't even be something, I don't know, cool-looking? Did it have to be so festive?" Kennedy tried to adjust her grip on the candy cane, scowled when she had to peel her fingers away, and bitchfaced even more at the red stripes on her fingers. "And sticky?"

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"Ew," Ben said, making another face. "It's not even my holiday."

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"Not your world either?" Kennedy guessed. Why'd she have to get the unwrapped candy cane? What a ripoff. "I swear, it's not supposed to be a monthlong thing."

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"The eggnog shower was a nice touch too," Ben commented, "but I want my kriffing weapon back. It took months to make."

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"You made it yourself?" Kennedy asked, more than a little skeptical. "Also, 'kriffing,' what kind of lame word is that?"

Nice, Kennedy. Really nice.

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"Hey," Ben said, ignoring the second part to take offense at the first. "It's part of Jedi training."

[brat_inslayage]

Kennedy belatedly remembered Jaina mentioning something along those lines. "What's it supposed to do, build character or something?"

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"The crystal is the heart of the blade. The heart is the crystal of the Jedi. The Jedi is the crystal of the Force. The Force is the blade of the heart. All are intertwined. The crystal, the blade, the Jedi. You are one," Ben recited, closing his eyes. "We build that weapon from the molecular level. It's a part of us."

Sometimes being around Luke made Ben a little, well, verbose.

[brat_inslayage]

"Uh huh." Kennedy's eyebrows had crept higher and higher as the recitation went on. "That is way too mystical for me. I mean, don't get me wrong, I'd hate to have to explain to my Watcher that someone ate my sword and I need a new one, but at least that's replaceable."

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Ben nodded. "Plus it's a huge pain to build another."

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"Sounds like. Glad I don't have that hassle." Kennedy eyed the candy cane in her hand. "Tell me this'll change back."

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"Do I have to be telling the truth?" Ben checked.

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Kennedy rolled her eyes. "Right now, I don't care, but it'd be nice if it was."

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"Well, everything else went back to normal the next day," Ben replied, "so logically we should be okay tomorrow. We're not still drowning in cookies whatever we open, right?"

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"Oh, yeah." Kennedy had demolished a good number of those cookies. "And the stupid eggnog was gone the next day, but still..."

She hefted the candy cane again, and sighed. "I think I'll just hang on to this all day. Just to be on the safe side."

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"Wonder what would happen to our stomachs if we ate it," Ben mused.

[brat_inslayage]

"You're not eating my candy cane," Kennedy said immediately. "Go eat one of the practice swords. They're blunt at least."

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"Can you imagine the looks on the clinic doctor's faces?" he said with a grin. "I ate a sword, but it was delicious."

[brat_inslayage]

That got a mild snicker out of Kennedy. "I want to see that reaction, actually. Maybe I don't actually have to eat it, just say I did?"

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"I'll give you a pint of ice cream if you do," Ben promised.

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Kennedy gave him a mildly scandalized look, but in good humor. "Hey, hang on. Do I look like the kind of person you can just buy off with ice cream?"

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"Yep," Ben said with a little grin. "Was I wrong?"

[brat_inslayage]

"Yeah, you so don't know me." She put the candy cane up over her shoulder and smirked. "There's a practically brand new sports car that says I'm not that easy to bribe."

Except when it was something she wanted, but shh, why make it easy on him?

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"Oooh, parental guilt?" Ben guessed. "I have something similar at home."

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"Shyeah, right." It hadn't occurred to Kennedy if there was any guilt going on at all on her father's part, and she didn't much care, to be honest. She snorted, shrugging. "It was literally a bribe; let's say Dad's not thrilled with my lifestyle."

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"What does he think is wrong with it?" Ben asked.

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"You want the long list?" Kennedy asked in response. "Or just the key part that boils down to how I'm gay?"

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Ben blinked. "And that's a problem why?" He'd heard rumors about Face and his first wingman, after all.

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"Beats the hell out of me," Kennedy shrugged. She usually did a pretty good job of playing it off like it didn't bother her at all, so the resentment (mild though it was) didn't show in her face or voice, but it wasn't like she knew Ben was empathic. "Parents, you know. They're kinda screwed up."

FACE/PHANAN FOREVER OMG

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*WAVES FLAGS*

Ben nodded. "Completely screwed up. What do yours do?"

[brat_inslayage]

"My dad runs an advertising firm. Big international corporate thing." Kennedy had never really cared much about the details, as long as it kept her supplied with stuff she wanted. "My mom... her job was to look good at parties and society stuff until Dad traded her in for a newer and more user-friendly model," she added with a touch of scorn.

"The usual stuff, pretty much. Throw in a dash of paranoia that people were gonna talk about me, toss it all in a blender, and hey. Instant dysfunction smoothie. It's no big, I hardly see them anyway."

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Ben looked understanding. He lived with a guy who never ever (ever) mentioned his parents, so he thought he kind of got it.

"Still, kind of sucks when they aren't. Raised by a nanny too?"

He left the droid part off.

[brat_inslayage]

He might, a little.

"You could say that," Kennedy decided, already picturing the annoyed look on Constance's face at being referred to that way. "Since I was six, then boarding schools for the last five years."

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"We don't really have boarding schools," Ben replied. "A nanny took care of me until my cousin agreed to train me."

And how well that had turned out.