Room 204 [morning]
It turns out that Skywalker stupidity stubbornness can only hold out so long against the forces of nature, and healing trances and meditation are not the same thing as sixteen solid hours of sleep.
Unfortunately for Ben, the sleep meant that his brain was trying to process all of the trauma he'd been repressing, which led to some really terrifying dreams mixed with Ben's least favorite memories: giant crabs with Jaina's face chasing him down the beach as Jacen stabbed Ender, Tahiri, and Karla with knives; the massive cloaked figure of Darth Vader bearing down on Ben, the masked visage changing from his grandfather's face to his aunt's to his cousin's to his own; a memory of shooting one of the prisoners in the vault transformed by guilt into killing his mother as an older Tahiri looked on and laughed...
Ben woke up with a cry, clapping both hands over his mouth so he wouldn't wake Ender, then remembered he was alone in the room. He curled himself around his pillow, buried his head in it to muffle the sound, and wept.
[OOC: For two who know who they are...]
Unfortunately for Ben, the sleep meant that his brain was trying to process all of the trauma he'd been repressing, which led to some really terrifying dreams mixed with Ben's least favorite memories: giant crabs with Jaina's face chasing him down the beach as Jacen stabbed Ender, Tahiri, and Karla with knives; the massive cloaked figure of Darth Vader bearing down on Ben, the masked visage changing from his grandfather's face to his aunt's to his cousin's to his own; a memory of shooting one of the prisoners in the vault transformed by guilt into killing his mother as an older Tahiri looked on and laughed...
Ben woke up with a cry, clapping both hands over his mouth so he wouldn't wake Ender, then remembered he was alone in the room. He curled himself around his pillow, buried his head in it to muffle the sound, and wept.
[OOC: For two who know who they are...]