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"No, actually you probably don't have a right to be interesting us what to do. But you also need to realise, Silver and Zale belong in Four. I belong in Seven, since Ten isn't around anymore. It's not beneficial for either of us to move to an environment where we aren't comfortable. It's like... Making Silver milk a cow or me to fish or swim - it's not going to happen. It's committing suicide effectively." Callan explained as she looked to Silver trying to get her input on the subject at hand.

"I would be willing, if, and only if, there was a place for all of us to go that had all of what we needed. Silver and Zale need the ocean. I need wide open places, Carver needs trees. There isn't a district that offers it all to us like that."
"I know that, Silver. I was just pointing it out, since I don't readily look at my own ears." She laughed running her fingers lovingly through her sister's hair as she thought, but then their mother's voice filled the room and Cal didn't have time to respond to the pictures anymore. Releasing Silver, Callan turned around to see Asteria standing there with her arms crossed over her chest.

"I can't ask Silver to do that. And I'm not living in Four. Silver needs to stay with Zale." Callan said calmly, as she moved to sit on a nearby bar stool that stood by the window. "Mother, listen. We're eighteen... I'm going to have child of my own, I'm not a little kid anymore. Silver is a big girl and can take care of herself. And if she couldn't Zale is with her. I need to be with Carver."
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Callan had already bounded up the stairs and had been scoping out rooms for herself, when Silver called. The blonde exited the room she was in, at the end of the hallway at the top of the stairs. "I get the last bedroom on the left!" She shouted back down to her sister as she quickly walked back down to the living room and over to her sister. The blonde looked up at the picture and rested her chin on the top of her sister's shoulder, wrapping her arms around her waist and hugging her from behind. "'S a nice picture." Callan commented after a few minutes of thinking to herself. "You look a lot like Mom. Except the ears, you have Dad's ears."

Cadence entered the house after everyone else, seeing the twins in the living room, he decided it wasn't anyone's place except for Asteria to even talk to them at the moment. Motioning for Asteria to go in and be with her children, Cadence left to go grab something to drink back in the town centre.

"I can't believe she's kept these pictures, despite everything." Callan whispered, pointing to a split frame off on the mantle. On one side there was a picture of eight year old Callan riding a horse, on the other was a young Silver playing on the sand back in District Four. "She's watched us... our whole lives."
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"Silver we can't be attached at the hip the rest of our lives," Callan laughed to herself but the laugh was cut short when Asteria spoke to them and finished leading them to her house in Victors' Village. Upon seeing the brilliantly white house, Callan tilted her head curiously in one direction then the other as she scoped out the house she and Silver would have grown up in, if they hadn't been put up for adoption. "Huh, I've always imagined that it would be decked out in diamonds or jewels or something of that sort. But it's... plain..." Callan muttered looking to her mother, "Why? Even our homes have more character than this..." the elder twin said gesturing between herself and Silver.

Finally, Callan looked to her sister and smirked, "I get to pick my room out first!" She shouted and pushed herself in front of her twin before taking off down the path and up the front steps. Her feet pounded on the gravel way, kicking up little puffs of dirt and dust here and there.
"It's not a matter of getting them to like Seven; it's a matter of trying to convince them that the do in fact need to be around each other." Cadence said but quickly turned his attention to Callan when she snapped at them. "Asteria, get them to your house. They at least need to get in doors before Callan releases the worst of herself."

"Silver, I know that you want to be there but you have your own life. I can't ask you to just up and move like that." She said feeling her sister's hand on her shoulder, "And we'll see each other. The capital wouldn't want to look bad by keeping us apart now would they?" The elder twin asked as she took her sister's hand, "Come on, let's keep walking. I need to sit down soon; I'm starting to feel sick."
Cadence rubbed at his scruffy face and sighed heavily, "Asteria, they just found each other... seventeen years apart and as much as one of them is on my nerves right now, Callan needs Silver in her life and right by her side as much as she can get. You know she's the least mentally stable of the two of them. If there's one person that can talk to her it's Silver."

"Silver, I can't ask you to do that. You have Four and that's where you belong. I can't take you from that for my sake. I'll be okay with Carver and I'll call you every day. Because we both know that if I don't you're going to be calling me." she said trying to give a little laugh but failing miserably at it. Slowly, Callan looked over to the three adults staring at them. "What? Can't I have a moment with my sister and just cry if I need to?" The blonde snapped heatedly.
"Savera, shut up." Cadence snapped as he stopped in his tracks and watched the twins carefully. "You know, Asteria... Callan can't be away from her sister like she's planning. Silver is the only one who seems to be able to get through to her when she needs it the most. Is there any way of talking Silver into going with Callan? Or bringing Carver to Four or something so they can be together?"

"I don't know anymore, Silver. Everything is getting so difficult to do. The dreams keep getting worse but this time there is a little dark hair child in them with me, and I can't protect them..." Callan said wiping away her tears. "My baby is in my nightmares and they just kill him out right and I just stand there dumbstruck."
Cade scowled, "She's being so difficult with everything." He muttered as they walked along watching as Silver ran up to talk to her sister.

"No," Callan whispered sniffing loudly and wiping at her eyes with the heels of her hands. "I'm hungry, but eating makes me feel sick. I don't want to be here. I want to be on the train back to Seven. I want to be with Carver and not on this pointless-stupid-exhausting-tour." She cried miserably before stopping in her tracks and pulling Silver close to her and hugging her tightly. "Nothing is turning out like it was supposed to and I'm so overwhelmed, Silver."
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