Ben Skywalker (
momslilassassin) wrote2012-03-31 11:15 am
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Entry tags:
- 204,
- au kiddies,
- au!val,
- ender
Room 204 [morning]
Prom had been fun and the evening after prom had been even more fun (Ben liked Ender in uniform, so sue him), but being fairly bright Fandom students who had been at the school for four years, both guys had remembered to put some clothing back on before falling asleep just in case.
Ben was curled into Ender now, sleeping in for once (so...past sun-up) and enjoying a weekend where he had nothing planned.
[OOC: You know the drill by now, folks! For the boy, then the visitor.]
Ben was curled into Ender now, sleeping in for once (so...past sun-up) and enjoying a weekend where he had nothing planned.
[OOC: You know the drill by now, folks! For the boy, then the visitor.]
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She finally gave in to her paranoia and reached out, sensing where Ender might be-- still a little down from where they were, but moving.
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It sounded an awful lot like there was an unspoken 'stupid' there.
"Even if you are a complete tolo-face."
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He kissed the top of her head and hugged her back. "It sounds like a good life," he continued more quietly.
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It still hurt a bit to think that he wouldn't be one.
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Like Jacen.
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Even if they couldn't get back to Ben's universe ever again, it would only be a matter of time before he started looking for trouble somewhere else instead.
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They just seemed to
be discussing this behind her backthink it was at best a hypothetical."I'm just still worried."
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To his own restlessness and delusions, if nothing else.
Re:
"You know, I could probably find you a picture," she said, intent on changing the subject.
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There was Valentine-the-Elder, newly pregnant, and her large, blond husband; a three-year-old boy with messy red hair and a five-year-old with light hair, and Val herself, looking only a little younger than she'd been last time she was here.
And Ben and Ender, of course - the latter greying the tiniest bit around the temple. Both of them looked relaxed.
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"I'm not bald," he said. "That's good." It wasn't his image that he was reaching out to touch, though: it was the two other children, then Ender.
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She had no trouble trying to keep it light for him.
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