Voicemail

[weetuskenraider]

"Tahiri here. I'm a little bit busy right now so tell me what you need and I'll get back to you. Sorry about the delay. Stupid Jawa-forsaken primitive piece of tech . . ."

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Comments

[momslilassassin]

Can't wait, Ben replied. Miss you lots.

[weetuskenraider]

Miss you too. Tahiri grinned slightly at the message. One thing (besides ice cream) this planet lacks is someone with your particular and occasionally painful sense of humor.

[momslilassassin]

My sense of humor is astral!

There was a slight pause.

Don't ask E for confirmation on that.

[weetuskenraider]

Because you wouldn't get exactly the kind of backup you're hoping for if I did? Besides, Tahiri added, I said it was occasionally painful. I never said that was a bad thing.

The amount of time she'd been spending with the Yuuzhan Vong quite possibly showed.

[momslilassassin]

And now she'd made him blush. Be shocked, Tahiri. Really.

Ender tells the truth, even when it's inconvenient for my ego. Maybe esp. then.

[weetuskenraider]

Good thing she -- wasn't sitting down, actually.

That's when you need it most, obviously.

[momslilassassin]

Nuh-uh.

Vastly mature reply, Ben.

[weetuskenraider]

Aw. You've grown up so much since I've been gone.

Which was basically Tahiri's way of agreeing with the narrative.

[momslilassassin]

I sense sarcasm there, Jedi Veila.

[weetuskenraider]

Only because you know me, Jedi Skywalker.

[momslilassassin]

Good thing I like you anyway.

[weetuskenraider]

Good thing it's mutual, then, isn't it?

Tahiri sent a second message a moment later.

I really do miss you, you know.

[momslilassassin]

I know.

Which was family shorthand for something else entirely, and he meant that, too.

It's been a v long few weeks.

[weetuskenraider]

Tahiri was familiar with that family shorthand, yes, so she didn't miss the implication.

Because of Fandom, or other things?

[momslilassassin]

Yes?

[weetuskenraider]

Naturally. That was a dumb question, huh?

What with Fandom being Fandom, and their galaxy being what it was and all.

[momslilassassin]

Nah. Just hard to get into it all over the phone likeZ this. Ice cream date when you get here?

[weetuskenraider]

Is Hoth just a tiny bit chilly?

[momslilassassin]

Ben laughed at his phone.

I've even treat.

[weetuskenraider]

I think you might just have yourself a deal, Skywalker, Tahiri sent back.

. . . she really missed ice cream.

[momslilassassin]

And if we're still wearing uniforms, I'll be sure to get one close to your size.

So helpful, Ben.

[weetuskenraider]

THERE HAD BETTER NOT BE SHOES.

Did that make you feel any better, Ben?

[momslilassassin]

There are REALLY UGLY shoes!

[weetuskenraider]

Which I refuse to wear no matter what.

She'd argued her way out of it at the Academy when she was nine. She'd totally do it again now.

[momslilassassin]

They're kind of a crime against feet, he said, taking a picture of his shoes and sending it off.