Skywalker Apartment [GFFA, Tuesday evening, Fandom time]

[momslilassassin]

"Fifteen thousand channels and there's still nothing to watch," Ben complained to Ender as he flipped through the stations of the holovid. Outside the windows of the apartment, the constantly-moving stream of air traffic whizzed past. New York had nothing on the lights of Coruscant in the evening. "Unless you're feeling masochistic and want to watch a documentary about my relatives, complete with dusty professors trying to explain what I mean in terms of the legacy." He rolled his eyes. "Honestly. Besides, you'll meet Aunt Leia tomorrow, and she's way more astral than they ever show her in those things."

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[endsthegame]

"Here's to hoping you don't poison me."

[momslilassassin]

"Ye of little faith," Ben said, taking a handful of the chips and flopping back onto the sofa. "I'm not going to poison you. Weird reaction that makes you stay blue? Maybe. But poison is tacky."

[endsthegame]

"I only let a man dye me blue once," said Ender, which was a complete and utter lie - if it was necessary to stay unobtrusive, he would sit through that whole thing again.

[momslilassassin]

Ben smiled over at him. "Liar," he said fondly. "If it served a larger goal for you, you'd let me paint polka dots on you."

[endsthegame]

"They would look pretty with my complexion."

[momslilassassin]

"Of course I'd make sure they didn't clash," Ben said, looking Terribly Offended.