Destinies So Large 1X1 Kilasin and Fiendfyre

[kilasin]

"Ahhh...I'm really hating biology..." She said the word with obvious distaste, and hurriedly added, "TURN! LEFT! NOW!" She shook her head, "Oh, and that snotty kid Micah got me detention today and the rest of the week. All I did was force him into the ladies room on accident!" She grinned up at her bigger brother. Tattle tales were on the bottom of her 'cool' list.

[Fiendfyre]

Lyre quickly turned left. He let out a huge laugh about the kid called 'Micah'. But groaned when he heard about the detentions. He ruffled Kila's hair, and added, "You snot."
He looked at her weirdly, "Why did you have to force him in there? How come he didn't willingly go? I would have, in fact I have."
He paused, "Oh I know the reason why, they're not as awesome as me."

[kilasin]

Kila nodded in agreement, "Boys don't know just how stupid they are. You're the smart one." She ruffled her brother's jet black hair pushing a strand of her blonde hair away from her startling stormy eyes. "That, and how come kids can't get detention for being a snotty brat? That would be interesting. I would like that. Not the fact that I'll get stuck in detention with a room full of snotty brats, I just think they desere it." She grinned, putting her grey and blue dusty converse on the seat.

[Fiendfyre]

Lyre made a sharp turn, "Hey Kila, I sold the house this morning. So now we're moving, again."
He grinned, "It took me a while to sell the damn place. Mainly 'cause of your decor."
He sighed, "Oh Kila, why must idiots not appreciate our decorating skills. They are most superb."

[kilasin]

Kila shook with laughter, imitating the first man to visit their house long ago, "YOU INCOMPETENT- *cough cough* - FOOLS! Nobody will buy this house again! It's beauty, gone!" She shook her head, "They are the incompetent cough cough fools. They don't know artistic stuff when they see it." She grinned.

[Fiendfyre]

Lyre shook his head, chuckling. "Hey Kila, where do you want to live next? Oh and don't worry about our stuff, it's in the back of our truck. I forgot to mention that."
He gripped the wheel tightly as a car flew past them, barely making past their car without hitting them. He threw up the bird at them. And immediantly said, "And that is what you throw at incompetant fools that are a danger to everyone, including theirselves."
He leaned back in his seat and watched as a motorcycle went by them. He whistled appreciatedly. "Hey Kila, what do you think about me getting a motorcycle?"

[kilasin]

Kila gave him a suddenly serious look, "As long as the guy that I'm sharing the second seat with isn't smelly." Then she grinned at the motorcycle, "But don't you dare get rid of the truck, she's been getting us across this country forever!" She thought about where to live next, "Somewhere in the middle. Colorado, maybe? They have a pretty state."

[Fiendfyre]

Lyre rolled his eyes, "I wouldn't deam of getting rid of my baby. I promise I won't smell, I'll even wear extra deodorant." He thought about Colorado, then quickly shook his head.
"How about New York, or Pennslyvania instead? I think the North would be better, they even have a better schooling system. I even heard that between Erie and Western New York, the goverment is less corupt."

[kilasin]

Kila considered it, "Okay, you can buy a motorcycle, but I don't like New York. Too cold up there, little more west, I think Pennsylvania is good." She nodded, then added, "Take the next left."

[Fiendfyre]

"M'kay. I want to go to Erie though. They have a great Water resort there and definately alot of countryside." Lyre turned left, and looked at the clock. "We'll be there in 15 minutes." He informed his sister.
He pulled down a dirt road, then stopped the truck. "I'll be right back."
Lyre got out and walked over to the gate, picking the lock and opening the gate so his truck could fit through. He walked back over to his truck and got in. He drove through the gate then stopped a few yards away. He got back out, and went to the gate, relocking it. He jogged back to his truck, and slid in. He resumed driving.