Room 204 [afternoon]

[momslilassassin]

Attention world: Ben Skywalker finally got his hair cut!

Newly shorn (not quite military short, but close) thanks to the people at the spa (where he rather vehemently turned down a massage, an eyebrow sculpting and a pedicure. The staff had discovered quickly how easy it was to make him blush), he was now back in his room tinkering with a couple of projects that he was thinking of turning into holiday gifts.

The door was wide open.

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[momslilassassin]

"Not even once," Ben said, because when you were talking to a Jedi who could do that, it was a point of personal integrity that he hadn't. "But you get this hunted look in your eyes when I've gotten you to say something you didn't want to."

[endsthegame]

Ender offered him a smile. "I never say anything I don't want to."

[momslilassassin]

Ben's smile back looked a little relieved. "Wouldn't be much of a friendship if you did," he replied.

[endsthegame]

"Well, you already know I'm a stubborn little bastard," he said, mouth quirking to something amused. "So no, you haven't goaded me."

[momslilassassin]

"Well now you've given me a goal," Ben teased. "Goad Ender."

[endsthegame]

"That's adorable," he decided.

[momslilassassin]

"It is not adorable," Ben declared, scowling. "It's a formidable prospect!"

Or something.