Room 529, Friday Midday

[weetuskenraider]

The datapad on Tahiri's lap currently displayed a map of the Outer Rim -- the Sluis sector, to be specific -- with planets color-coded according to whether they were held by the Yuuzhan Vong or the New Republic . . . no, wait, it was the Galactic Alliance now, and she wasn't sure she was thrilled about that. The notebook lying on the bed beside her held a couple of pages of scribbled notes on ideas for Flight Club, since she'd completely forgotten about it on Monday after Ben had come by to tell her where he was going.

Tahiri's attention was split between the two, but that was a completely livable kind of division; she'd be smiling at the thought if she wasn't concentrating so hard on the map on her datapad.

You'd think she was trying to plot a course into the Dagobah system or something.

[OOC: Expecting a phone call, but it's open! As is the door. I keep forgetting to mention that.]

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[weetuskenraider]

Tahiri chuckled softly. "And because you sound very Jedi, I'm giving you the benefit of the doubt."

[momslilassassin]

"Thank you," Ben said. "It's strange being somewhere where I could tell them I'm Jedi and get absolutely blank stares from everyone."

And he didn't like it.

[weetuskenraider]

"And that's not ranking awfully high on your list of favorite reactions, is it?" Tahiri guessed. "You can tell me, when you get back. I can even act surprised."

[momslilassassin]

"I'll tell you all about it," he promised, glancing at the clock by his bed. "But I should go now. Tomorrow's going to be long. I wish you were here."

[weetuskenraider]

"I wish I could help," Tahiri admitted, but she wasn't entirely sure she wouldn't have gone crazy herself, actively looking for suspicious activity around every corner. "But you'll do fine. Tell them hi for me, okay?"

[momslilassassin]

"I will," Ben said. "See you soon."

[weetuskenraider]

"You better," Tahiri replied. "May the Force be with you."