momslilassassin | Aboard the Falcon [Wednesday afternoon, Fandom time]

The quarters were a little more cramped on the Falcon than they were on the Shadow, and the addition of two more people and a nexu cub was helping Ben feel a little caged in.

It wasn't helping that Luke hadn't called yet to let him know where to rendezvous to continue on with their mission. His father wasn't dead--Ben would have felt that--so Ben was trying to wait patiently for his comlink to go off, rather than calling and demanding to know what was going on.

After a few hours of staring at the comm and mentally demanding it to ring, Luke finally called in. The Sith had left the planet having captured most of the Nightsisters of Dathomir, but Luke had Vestara as his prisoner aboard the Shadow and was using her as collateral in his new pact with the Sith.

Ben's yelped "WHAT?!" at that news had echoed through the ship.

Luke's second bit of news--that the Sith claimed their young people were going through the same Force psychosis that had plagued the Jedi--was harder for Ben to believe, and the final piece--that Luke would prefer Ben head to Coruscant to warn the Council personally about the Sith rather than meet up with his father to head back into the Maw--was greeted with absolute silence, then a nod of acquiescence.

Ben was being left behind again. He was fine with that. Really. He curled up on his bunk after he wished Luke luck on his mission and stared at the wall.

See? Totally fine.

[OOC: For the guy with him, phone calls or emails!]

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"I think in the list of things my dad wants to have a conversation with me about, those magazines are nowhere on there," Ben assured him.

"Sounds about right," Tony replied. "I could just make sure you have replacements in your room instead of foam..."

"This won't make me seem like some kind of sad porn addict?" Ben checked.

"...I wouldn't say that."

"In that case, sure," Ben said, "and thanks."

Theirs was a special sort of friendship.

It worked somehow!

"So, you guys figured stuff out then?"

There was a pause.

"Kind of. Dad's going to take it from here for a little while."

Bitter, party of one? Your table's ready.

Tony made a face that, you know, Ben couldn't see or anything. But it was there. "Think he'll be okay?"

"I'm sure he'll be fine," Ben said shortly. "Besides, we've already been to the Maw. I'm not anxious to return there."

"The place with the ominous name," Tony confirmed. "Yeah, might be the right place to avoid."

"So you went from being an teacher-eating alien to a tiny horse, huh? Fun August for you," Ben teased.

"I also beat up a guy claiming to be The Living Laser yesterday," Tony added. "I think it's been a decent week."

"That is a really terrible name," Ben decided.

"I know, right? And he was really insecure. It was sad."

"Well if that was the best name he could come up with, I can see why he'd be insecure," Ben mused. "Was that at home or in Fandom?"

"Back home." A beat. "Don't tell Mr. Rogers."

"And here he was going to be my next call," Ben teased. "Doesn't he like you going out and superheroing?"

"He seems always worried I'm going to get in over my head." WHICH WOULD NEVER HAPPEN. NEVER.

There was a pause as there was a beep for the other line. "Hold on real quick? I think Rhodey is calling me."

"Sure thing," Ben said. "It's your credits."

"Billionaire," Tony added before switching over. Because he was an awesome friend. HE'LL OFFER YOU A JOB NEXT. JUST LIKE EVERYONE ELSE.

"Tony, tell me you're watching the news," Rhodey said rather than the usual 'hello'.

Typing a few quick commands into the computer, Tony brought up CNN to see what was going on now. "Hello to you too, Rhodey. How's school?"

There was a sigh on the other end of the phone at that. "Just watch."

The ticker on the bottom of the screen demanded to know where was Iron Man before a clip was played, possibly for the fifth time so far:

I want Iron Man here and I want him now, a distressingly familiar redhead criminal shouted from what looked like Times Square. Wasn't he supposed to be in jail? And, you know, not still glowing. You hear me, Iron Man? And if Iron Man doesn't show, then I'll turn this entire city into a pile of smoking ash.

"...crap."

"Exactly," Rhodey replied. "You might want to get here now before he tears things apart, man."

Tony sighed, rubbing his forehead. "Yeah, on my way," he muttered, clicking back over to Ben. "Hey! Ben. Email me plans for the visit, okay? I have to do... something real quick."

"Okay," Ben said slowly. "You all right?"

"Seems that laser guy broke out of jail and wants to destroy Iron Man," Tony said dismissively. No big deal!

Ben sighed heavily. "They put a guy made of laser into a regular jail?"

"It was actually an outfit, but I'm thinking the technology wasn't stable enough for him to actually use." Thinking. Knowing. Possibly planning to hurt Obidiah Stane.

"So he just walked out by himself?" Ben said, sounding confused.

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