The Roof, Wednesday Night

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He hadn't seen Karal in a while.

Ender had come up to the roof to think, or rather to sit out his sleepless hours like he always did, but that thought kept going through his mind. That, and the realisation of the sheer ease of slipping straight back. How easy it'd be to interfere in Ben's case directly and be a commander and everything.

Easy, and everything he didn't want.

It had made insomnia strike him worse than it usually did, smack him straight in his mind with the urgency. And so he sat on the roof, his blanket pulled tightly around his shoulders to shield him from the cold.

It was the first time he'd been up here since Valentine visited. He didn't know if that meant anything, and he wasn't inclined to try to figure it out.

[ open like a roof, and ender's there if you don't mind sp ]

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[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

Robin had come up to the roof with the idea of practicing his banjo, but realized when he got there he'd have to take off the mittens, and it was just too cold to do that.

Oh, there was someone else up here anyway.

"Hello."

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"Ho," Ender responded. He pulled the blankets more tightly around himself, and said nothing else.

[robinthefrog.livejournal.com]

Robin tentatively came closer, and hopped up on the ledge nearby. "Nice night." he said. Except, you know, cold.