Wake Up Call | Sif && Kylo
Sif liked to think herself patient, and usually she did manage to be. However, as she glanced at the clock, she noticed she’d already been waiting in the practice tent for half of their allotted time for the day. Sif rose from her spot with a huff, sword still in it’s scabbard at her hip, and made her way back to the train. She found herself both worried and slightly annoyed with Kylo— It seemed off that he hadn’t shown up, and that he hadn’t said anything beforehand about it.
She made her way to Kylo’s car, carefully side stepping those who got in her way, and rapped on the door loudly. “Kylo?” She called, hand resting on the door knob, just in case. “I just need some sign that you aren’t dead, because as it stands right now, I may very well be killing you myself in the next few minutes.” Her tone, however, held a joking lilt to it.
