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Ben Skywalker ([personal profile] momslilassassin) wrote in [community profile] fandomtownies2011-05-05 10:59 pm

Fixer-Uppers [all day Friday]

Jaina was gone, and Jono's presence had disappeared from the island as well.

Ben hated this time of year, and the prospects of new students was just not enough to get him out of his funk.

At least tonight he'd be back home eating normal things like nerfburgers and tubers (yes, normal was relative) and possibly trying to avoid a really boring reception or two.

It'd be nice to visit Coruscant for the weekend.

He blamed the residual bad feeling he had on people leaving.

[OOC: Listen to your bad feeling, Ben! This is his last post for Fandom for the summer, though he doesn't know that. Up early as I am traveling to Ohio tomorrow and will be on massively epic SP this weekend.]
endsthegame: (comic: very far away)

[personal profile] endsthegame 2011-05-06 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
Ender showed up with a backpack slung lightly over his shoulder. He'd conferred with the Hive Queen after Ben left, so she wouldn't be caught off-guard by him slipping into another universe for a few days; for all his trouble, she'd just given him an annoyed waiting here, waiting there, what does it matter? and a battering of impatience that clung to him even now.

If he hadn't had a healthy respect for anyone who could deal with Jedi abilities before, then she had definitely made sure he did now.

But now he was here, and he had a week's worth of clothes and supplies on him, just in case. And a travel pack of burgers. And a lot of repressed anticipatory self-pity. "Ready, kreetle?"
Edited 2011-05-06 04:56 (UTC)
endsthegame: (comic: not the pizza guy)

[personal profile] endsthegame 2011-05-07 06:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Aye aye, Captain," Ender returned, putting his bag down on the floor for a few minutes while he waited. "What's the designation for a shuttle pilot, anyway?"
endsthegame: (comic: gotcha!)

[personal profile] endsthegame 2011-05-07 08:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"I have burgers, so we can do a little bit of both," Ender answered, holding up the container. "It's up to you; I wasn't sure if you were going to order anything."

So he brought food. That wasn't domestic, thank you very much.
endsthegame: (in the background)

[personal profile] endsthegame 2011-05-07 08:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Ender cast the travel pack onto the desk, and sat down. "Then I suggest we have dinner," he said, "I'm not dealing with you whining about sustenance while you're driving."
endsthegame: (+ valentine ready now)

[personal profile] endsthegame 2011-05-10 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm not sure what would be worse," Ender mused, "That being a lie, or that being sheer obliviousness."
endsthegame: (headtilt)

[personal profile] endsthegame 2011-05-10 06:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"Eat," Ender said, pulling a burger out of the pack, "If at all possible, before your head explodes. I didn't really bring any tissues."
Edited 2011-05-10 18:09 (UTC)