#khayne

"Nuh-uh!" he stated stubbornly, his crimson face wrinkled with skepticism. "You're lying!"

"Am not!" Zarazha replied, sticking her tongue out at him. "It really happened, for really real!"

He turned toward his parents, his face still stained with disbelief, demanding a confirmation before he even opened his mouth. "She's lying, right, father? She didn't really drain 2V of oil by pulling his circuits using the Force, did she?"

His father simply smiled at him, his red eyes hiding secrets he never revealed. "Why not find out for yourself, hm? Why ask me?" A sly and almost evil smirk coiled on his lips as he leaned forward to tell him something privately. "All I know is that your sister is currently attempting to repair him."

He chewed on the words for a second, still frowning as he searched his father's face for clues of either truthfulness or deception. He still hadn't mastered the ability to use the Force to see someone's true allegiance, and didn't know if it would work on lies as well as loyalty, so his answer remained unanswered. He grunted, pulling his small feet to himself as he turned to face his younger sister, who was happily smiling a prideful grin at him.

He couldn't take it. He had to know. "You guys are mean!" he exclaimed, getting up from his seat and ran as fast as he could to Kheyla's chambers. He knew very well his father hadn't specified which sister was doing repairs, but he was far from stupid. Jaerah wouldn't have touched 2V to do repairs if her life depended on it.

As he reached the door, however, he stopped, pondering the possible outcomes of the scenario. If Zarazha hadn't been lying, it meant that she was getting better than him at using the Force, but if she were lying, it meant he had been fooled. Again. He bit his lip, looking at the door with questioning eyes, unsure if he should knock, or simply let it be. In either case, she wouldn't win this time... Grunting silently, he knocked on the door.

It had only taken a few moments before Kheyla opened it, and he immediately stuck his head in to see if 2V was there. "Are you doing repairs on 2V?" he asked, getting straight to the point.

"I am," she replied, looking at him with a confused expression. "One of his circuits came off when Zarazha was playing with him, so I have to repair him before dinner time."

"Oh..." A look of disappointment slipped across his face as he stopped searching for the droid. But it didn't take long before his demeanor changed to frustration and skepticism once again. "Did she use the Force?"

"Not to my knowledge," Kheyla replied, seeming puzzled.

He grunted, staring back toward the living room where Zarazha was likely laughing to herself, happy that she'd yet again managed to outsmart him. But he'd had enough. It was time to teach the wretched girl a lesson. "Ok, thank you!" he said to Kheyla as he ran further down the hall, back toward the bedroom he was sharing with his sister. She had made a fool out of him for the last time...

He needed to come up with something... Something that both proved he was stronger in the Force than her, and that he was smarter than her, but he had no idea where to even start. His eyes then fell upon the drone they were using to learn how to sense danger around them, and a plan slowly formed in his head... If he could somehow use the Force to activate it whenever she was near it, he could have it zap her whenever he wanted! Granted, that would only prove to her that he was more skilled in the ways of the Force, so he still had to find out how to outsmart her...

His small hands wrapped around the metallic ball, picking it up before he glanced down the hallway outside his room. He knew she was a far better liar than him, and so, if he wanted to fool her, he had to be honest. She would never believe him if he told her he had managed to make the drone fly without being activated, and, grinning to himself, he simply closed the door to their room, sat down as he placed the drone in front of him and stared at it.

Time had passed by faster than he had managed to keep track of it, trapped in the concentration of attempting to make the drone turn itself on. He didn't need it to hover by using the Force -- not yet. He just wanted it to be turned on and start zapping Zarazha. A low humming came from it as he gritted his teeth and clenched his fist, exclaiming: "Turn yourself on, you useless piece of junk!" He could barely believe his eyes as it started hovering, slowly, and he blinked a few times in disbelief. "Okay... That's progress..."

The drone spun, turning itself toward him as though having him targeted, before it sent out a very mild, but well placed and still painful zap. "Ow!" he exclaimed, staring at the thing with a disappointed expression. Before he'd managed to decide if he should attempt to turn it off using the Force, or simply catch it and push the off button, it zapped him again. "Stop that!" he said, staring at it angrily. It wouldn't help, but that didn't matter. "Turn yourself off!" It wasn't a suggestion, and as he had said the command, he let the rage of being zapped flow through him, resulting in the drone turning itself off, falling to the floor at his feet. It wasn't a perfect plan, but it would have to do.

Part one was completed, and he grinned to himself. That would show her... Smiling happily, he ran into the living room again, practically stumbling in his own feet with excitement. Finally, he'd get her back. "Zara!" he called. "Zara, you have to see this!"

She hadn't moved from her spot. In fact, she was sitting and staring at their father as he was bending a piece of metal to shape a piece of jewelry. "Did you find 2V?" she asked, grinning that stupid, smug grin of hers as she turned her face toward him. "Kheyla just finished repairing him, and he's cooking now, if you want to ask him about how he broke."

"Oh, I stopped caring about that," he replied, his lie filled with an impressive amount of arrogance as he lifted his head. "I decided to go train on my abilities instead. You should come see what I can do!"

Her face quickly turned from proud and arrogant to curious and skeptical as she raised her crimson brow, tilting her head slightly to the right. "Can't you just tell me?" she asked.

"As if you'd believe me if I just told you. You have to see it for yourself." There was an almost overwhelming feeling of pride surging within him. Not only because he'd actually managed to activate the drone by using the force, but also because his lies sounded convincing enough for him to be curious about it. His eyes quickly moved toward his parents, who were both still sitting in their sofa, each of them as curious as he wanted Zarazha to become. 

"All right..." she said, standing up slowly. "But if you're lying to me, you're the next ingredient in 2V's dinner!"

He said nothing as he escorted her back toward their bedroom, the drone still lying exactly where he left it. He stopped a good distance between himself and the object, to make sure it wouldn't zap him at all. "You go in, so you can see that I'm not using any strings to fool you," he said, nodding at her with a friendly smile on his face, all while laughing evilly loudly on the inside.

"Why are you all the way over here?" Zara asked before she did as she was told.

"Visual effect," he replied. "Besides, out here, I can't be using any string, so you know for sure that I'm not lying to you."

Hesitating slightly, Zara walked into the bedroom and stopped next to the drone, waiting impatiently for what was to come.

He forced back a grin as he closed his eyes, stretching out his right hand as he focused hard on turning the device on. Once he knew it had been done, he opened them again, slowly lifting his hand at the same time as the drone moved off the floor, to make it seem as though he was simply lifting it. "Pretty neat, huh?" he asked her as the drone stopped, hoping it would wait a few seconds before it started firing at her.

She stared at it in disbelief, without saying anything other than "woaaahhh...." But no amount of blinking or rubbing her eyes would make the drone stop hovering. "You are soooo good!" Her voice was dripping with envy as she turned toward him, just as the drone powered itself on to catch her off guard.

He chuckled to himself in anticipation of what was to come, not having noticed that his parents were both standing behind him.

Then it happened, the moment he'd been waiting for... Zap. Just as her head turned back toward the drone... "Ow!" she cried. "It zapped me!"

He attempted to put on a mildly shocked expression. "What? How could that be? It's not on! Must be broken."

Zap. "Owww! It did it again! You've turned it on, haven't you?!"

"No, I swear. I just made it hover!" He bit his tongue, chuckling evilly to himself.

Zap, zap. "D'amian! Make it stooop, or I swear I will have you fed to a pack of ravenous gundarks!" She placed both hands on her head, and started running from it as she screamed, and he could no longer contain himself, laughing maniacally at the sight.

"Why don't you just use the force to drain it of its power, like you did with 2V?" he asked her, teasingly.

"You're so dead!!" she replied, running straight passed him, chased by the drone that had now been fully activated.

D'amian couldn't stop laughing, his back leaned against the wall as his feet failed to keep him standing.

"Your children are delightfully sadistic, Master," he could hear his mother say, though he had no control over any body part, and couldn't stop laughing no matter how hard he tried.