momslilassassin: ([neg] bitch plz)
Bean walked away. He had memorized the route, of course, and knew how to get to the causeway without Sister Carlotta's help. But that was no consolation for the bitter disappointment of finding out that Peter was a gameplaying fool.

No one called after him, and he did not look back.

He knew the way to the causeway, but Peter's booked portal wouldn't be in for a while yet. So what was the point of waiting around for the portal to magically appear? Bean glanced up and looked at the large castle that spiked out from the hills.

What a waste of a trip. At least if they had gone to Greensboro and waited for Peter to come home during his break, he'd have been able to see the place where Ender had grown up.

He began to walk aimlessly, his instincts telling him to keep moving.

Oh, goody! Ben's favorite person! )

[OOC: After this, preplayed with the fabulous [livejournal.com profile] lockestheway and [livejournal.com profile] hoorayimrich, continuing in comments and NFB!]
momslilassassin: ([neg] it's on the book cover)
In the morning, Bean got up and posted a message to Achilles, naming a time about an hour later for their meeting. Then he wrote a brief note to Petra, just so she’d know he was thinking of her in case this was the last day of his life. Then another note to his parents, and one to Nikolai. At least if he managed to bring Achilles down with him, they’d be safe. That was something.

He walked downstairs to find Peter, Ben and Ender already waiting beside the IF car that would take them to the perimeter that had been established around the compound. The Wiggins seemed to have achieved some kind of truce, with Ender using Ben as an invisible wall between him and his brother.

They rode in near silence, because there was really nothing more to say.

At the perimeter, near the east gate, Bean found out very quickly that Peter hadn’t lied-the IF was standing behind his determination to go in with Bean’s group. Well, that was fine. Bean didn’t really need his companions to do much.

As he had requested before leaving Damascus, the IF had a uniformed doctor, two highly trained sharpshooters, and a fully equipped hazard squad, one of whom was to come in with Bean’s party.

This was always here, lala )

[OOC: NFB, NFI, ABC, PDQ, LALALA. Preplayed with the luminous [livejournal.com profile] endsthegame, and holy GOD, OSC needs therapy.]
momslilassassin: ([neg] gawking)
Peter's email had fallen snugly into one of Bean's inboxes that morning. He'd sat there and looked it over for the shortest while, and now his fingers were typing furiously on the reply. It had been a frustrating few weeks, full of correcting plans and getting mind-boggling corrections back on his own plans.

The strangest thing hadn't been that, though. The strangest thing was that said corrections had come in the shape of idle remarks, dropped by Alai, idle remarks he knew didn't sound like him. He was starting to suspect there was someone else involved.

But now? Now, he had other concerns. He sent off the email to Peter, and closed his laptop. Here was to hoping Virlomi didn't do anything rash with her people in India.

In which Ben and Bean still don't kill each other. )

[OOC: NFB, NFI, EIEIO. Preplayed with the fantabulous [livejournal.com profile] endsthegame and coded by the equally fantabulous [livejournal.com profile] icecoldfrost.]
momslilassassin: ([neg] gawking)
Bean had called them as soon as the doctors had told them Petra was nearly finished with the in-vitro treatment, and told them to meet him by the doors. He hadn't asked for anything else, had instead disposed of the phone, and then waited.

He was waiting for her with balloons.

They wheeled her out into the reception area. At first she didn’t notice him, because she was busy talking with the doctor. Which was fine with him. He wanted to look at her.

INTRIGUE, OMG. )

[OOC: NFB, NFI, preplayed with the stunning [livejournal.com profile] glacial_witch and the sparkling [livejournal.com profile] endsthegame. Random obsession with teenage pregnancy is alllllll Orson Scott Card, kthx.]
momslilassassin: ([neg] omgwtfbbq)
So Bean and Petra were going to have children - even in the midst of all of the confusion, the unsolved problem of Achilles, and the puzzling, continuing absence of Ender in the light of everything Ben and Karla claimed was going on.

They'd found a clinic, though. A place that would get them the children they didn't think they could have otherwise. It'd taken a lot of poking around to get the right doctors to check to make sure none of Petra's children would have the genetic problems that Bean had - the gene that would ensure he'd be dead before he turned twenty.

The morning of her in-vitro fertilization, Petra was still in bed, sleeping off her nerves before they'd head towards the hospital. Bean wasn't. He was restless, his desk a continuous presence in his hands, and eventually he'd slipped into the living area of their two-bedroom suite - and don't ask what kind of strings he'd pulled for that - in order not to bother her.

He ran a quick check of all of his waiting emails.

Where Ben and Bean don’t kill each other. Yet. )

[OOC: NFI, NFB, preplayed with the talented [livejournal.com profile] endsthegame, OOC comments fed pie.]

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