Thunder returned, setting down some bags filled with tea and various foods, as well as a pizza he had picked up for him and his brother. He looked around for Lightning in the small house for a moment before noticing something... a very, very familiar scent. Coming... from his brother's room.
He knocked on the door at first, but when he didn't get an answer, he opened the door, the smell of cologne lingering. And that's when Thunder saw the military tags. Almost in a daze, Thunder made his way acriss the room, picking them up, and gasped at the name.
Lightning was busy in the back yard and blowing up what was left of the trees. After reading the letter, he decided to take his anger out on anything he could set on fire and get away with. After he had done this, he looked at what he did, and decided to go back inside. Maybe Thunder was home. Picking on Thunder was a lot easier and much more... rewarding than blowing up a tree.
He passed his bedroom and saw Thunder there. "Oh, good, you returned. Do you want to--" He paused when he saw that Thunder was holding... something. Oh, wow. Lightning knew he forgot to hide something from his brother. And he was a little worried, because the crumbled up letter was somewhere in the bedroom.
At first, Thunder didn't really acknowledge his brother entering the room. He continued to stare at the tags, still looking completely shocked. His father was wearing these when he left. He hadn't seen them since he was a child. So... how is it that here they were in his brother's room?
He finally turned to Lightning for an explanation; just one word escaping him, although he had so many questions floating through his head. "..how?"
Speechless Thunder, meet your twin Speechless Lightning.
Lightning wasn't exactly sure how to explain this to Thunder. The last thing he really wanted to talk about was their father, let alone where those dog tags came from. Besides, what if that letter was a fake? did he really want to set Thunder up for disappointment?
His eyes darted to the side, catching sight of the letter, and glanced back at his brother. What if he didn't give him an expalantion? Or what if it wasn't good eonugh? No need to be afraid of Thunder, right? Lightning was the older brother. He could take Thunder. ... he would pull a muscle, but he could take him.
There was no use in hiding it, though. Right? Looking back at the crumbled piece of paper, he picked it up, and held out the ball to Thunder. "Read this first," he said.
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He knocked on the door at first, but when he didn't get an answer, he opened the door, the smell of cologne lingering. And that's when Thunder saw the military tags. Almost in a daze, Thunder made his way acriss the room, picking them up, and gasped at the name.
"Walter Williams... father..?"
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He passed his bedroom and saw Thunder there. "Oh, good, you returned. Do you want to--" He paused when he saw that Thunder was holding... something. Oh, wow. Lightning knew he forgot to hide something from his brother. And he was a little worried, because the crumbled up letter was somewhere in the bedroom.
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He finally turned to Lightning for an explanation; just one word escaping him, although he had so many questions floating through his head. "..how?"
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Lightning wasn't exactly sure how to explain this to Thunder. The last thing he really wanted to talk about was their father, let alone where those dog tags came from. Besides, what if that letter was a fake? did he really want to set Thunder up for disappointment?
His eyes darted to the side, catching sight of the letter, and glanced back at his brother. What if he didn't give him an expalantion? Or what if it wasn't good eonugh? No need to be afraid of Thunder, right? Lightning was the older brother. He could take Thunder. ... he would pull a muscle, but he could take him.
There was no use in hiding it, though. Right? Looking back at the crumbled piece of paper, he picked it up, and held out the ball to Thunder. "Read this first," he said.
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