Second Floor Common Room, Saturday Morning

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It was late morning, nearing noon, and Ender had finished his morning exercises a while ago. He'd sat down to work in his room afterwards, but this sense of-- moroseness he had been trying to avoid wouldn't leave him alone, making him restless and a little irritable. Jane's commentary about that hadn't really helped either.

Which was why right now he was curled up on the couch in the common room, with Animal Planet playing some documentary about Brazilian tree-frogs in the background. He'd taken the datapad Ben had given him for his birthday with him, and he was poking idly through stats for alien races he'd never heard of before.

He was still a little restless, but at least he was less irritable. The calm, he could fake.

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Comments

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"Exactly!" Tony had no idea.

[child-of-rer.livejournal.com]

Neither had Sov. "Yeah, maybe I should."

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"She's been here as long as us," Tony replied. "This probably won't even phase her."

[child-of-rer.livejournal.com]

"You don't think so?" Sov said, hopefully.

MEAN! :D

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

Tony was a billionaire with a suit of armor he used to fight crime! His judgement was skewed!

"If not, I will--be mad at her on your behalf."

[child-of-rer.livejournal.com]

"Really?" Sov laughed.

[hoorayimrich.livejournal.com]

"I'll even glare," he promised.

[child-of-rer.livejournal.com]

"That's really nice of you," Sov said, the laugh turning into more of a giggle.