Senator +2

[no_applause]

WHO: Padme Naberrie Amidala and YOU
WHERE: All over the place
WHAT: March catch-all
WHEN: ... March
WARNINGS: Pregnancy. Birth in later prompts.



The Vanquish

She'd certainly been awake a moment ago. And she'd certainly been on a different ship. With some difficulty, she manages to sit up and swing her feet over the edge of the bunk. One hand presses against her belly as she looks around. This is very concerning.

Getting to her feet, she steps out into the corridor of the strange ship. Decision made. There's no point in sitting around and waiting. She sets out to search the ship for an owner... or answers.

To market, to market.

They're only there for another week or so, then they'll be back where the others had come from. Needless to say, she's going to need more clothes than what she was wearing. She can be found flitting between the various markets in the nearby vicinity, stocking up on clothing, accessories, toiletries, and anything else she might need. Also luggage. She'll definitely need some luggage to pack it all in.

If she sees someone who looks like they don't quite fit in (either by their clothes or the way they're looking at everything) she'll approach them with a smile. "Hello. If I might be so bold: are you from Agra 10?"

About the City (Near the end of the month) CW for beginning labor

Once Padme had learned about the unlimited credit they'd been given, she knew she had to put it to good use. Once she'd bought all of the things she would need, she bough out several markets worth of clothes, food, and other useful items. Hiring some people and droids to help, she had them all boxed up and sent to lower-income areas of the city. She'd lived there long enough to know where it would do the best good. Things had changed in 900 years, but not that much.

Holding her belly, she gestures to a droid. "No, no. That box goes over there with the crates of food going to CoCo Town." The droid beeps and toddles off.

As it leaves, Padme frowns, swaying a little. A protocol droid approaches her, "Are you quite alright? Perhaps you should sit."

Padme nods, "Yes. Yes I think that's a good idea."

IT'S TIME! (Near end of the month) (Closed to Obi-Wan. Anyone else can sit in the waiting room.) CW: Birth (non graphic)

Padme cries out in pain, reaching out, searching for Obi-Wan's hand. "Obi-Wan... please don't leave me. I can't...." She cries out again. "I can't do this alone!"

A Jedi healer smiled kindly at Padme. "You're doing fine. You all are."

Wildcard!

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To market, to market

[happybeeps]

Poe looks up at the question, the easy grin on his face briefly fading in surprise at the shock he feels when he sees her face. For half a moment he mistakes her for Leia. The droid at his feet gives a questioning chirp which seems to pull him from that with an apologetic smile, ducking his head and nodding.

"I am. Temporarily at least, yeah. What gave me away?"

[no_applause]

She registers that shock, though she's too polite to say anything. Chuckling, she gestures down to the droid.

"I've never seen a droid like this before and it doesn't seem like any other droid's I've seen so far, so I took a chance." Returning her gaze to him, she smiles (a smile very reminiscent of Leia's). "I've only just arrived, so I've been trying to meet everyone."

[happybeeps]

"Mm? Ah- well that's because there's no droid like him, is there?" Poe praises, stooping to give him a few fond stritches, looking up at Padme and nearly losing himself in that familiar smile.

"Well, this is BB-8," he introduces, the droid bowing his head plate and beeping hello, "And I'm Poe. Poe Dameron," he continues, pushing back to his feet.

-TO BUY A PUFFER PIG?!

[deal_me_in]

Cayde is a dead give away for a non-local. And as luck would have it, today he's actually not in the market for weapons (it'd probably be the wrong market for that anyway).

He makes some shopkeepers nervous by handling things, as though they don't trust him not to break it. If only the knew how delicate his touch could be! For his part he largely ignores their hovering over his shoulder as he looks at one thing, sets it down and then continues his perusal.

"Fortune favors the bold," the Exo says in response to the question he finds himself being asked, though he doesn't immediately look to Padme as he fiddles with some pocket-sized contraption. "Would you say this is some kind of multi-tool?"

[no_applause]

He does stand out quite a bit. Not that that's always a bad thing, of course. She smiles, taking the device and turning it over. It's a bit old fashioned, but easily recognizable.

"Yes... something like that. You have a good eye."

[deal_me_in]

"Why thank you." The Exo grins as he finally looks at the woman, then pauses. "Although maybe it's my memory going because I'm sure I'd remember a pretty face like yours on Agra Ten. Unless you've just heard about our wild little tour group from rumor, of course."

Vanquish

[beholding_archivist]

Padmé may not come across the actual owner of the ship, but another member of its assigned crew. Jon has been carrying a couple of boxes and bags into the ship with items he wants to bring back to Temba and currently has no need for during their stay on this planet.

It's when he is showing a few boxes of what he has mentally been referring to as space tea in one of the cupboards that a to him unknown and disturbingly pregnant woman steps through the door leading to the shared bedroom.

"Oh, ah- H-hello?" Jon manages, by no means hiding the confusion from his face.

[no_applause]

Padme smiles when she sees someone. Oh look, she's not alone on the ship after all! Of course, that might not necessarily be comforting, but she wasn't going to immediately assume he's unfriendly.

"Hello. I'm afraid I'm a little confused. Where am I?"

About the city

[heypartner]

The newest arrival to their little group certainly had a lot of spirit. She jumped right in to trying to fix things even waddling around like she was. When Cobb caught wind of her plans he volunteered himself to chip in.

It felt a little more useful than winning credits off of rich bastards.

After helping load a crate on the back of a transport speeder he noticed Padme sitting down looking unsteady.

“Here.” Cobb offered her a canteen of water, his tone kind but firm. Back home folks got unsteady when they didn’t drink enough. He figured the same held true anywhere in the galaxy.

“Take a few slow sips, miss. Looks like you need it.”

[no_applause]

Padme smiled gratefully at Cobb. They hadn't had time to speak, yet, with all of the activity. She appreciated his willingness to help, though. It showed great character.

"Thank you." She pressed one hand to her lower back, gently rubbing it as she sipped the water. "I've been so tired the past few days. I think I just needed to sit down for a moment."

Vanquish

[ezra_of_lothal]

Ezra's been sleeping most nights at the hotel, but he does come back to the Vanquish to store supplies and other things, as he finds them.

So here is a young man, with prominent scars on his left cheek, that might be recognizable to someone familiar with marks left by lightsabers, in a Jedi like brown grey cloak over more colorful street wear, unpacking a couple of boxes of teas and spices from his pack.

Ezra looks up with a blink. New person on ship. Very pregnant looking new person with....an indistinct but very bright feel in the Force? Was that the baby or her?

"Oh. Um. New shipmate?" he tries, awkwardly.

[no_applause]

A boy? He looks so young! But so was she when she started. Padme smiles brightly at the stranger.

"New shipmate? I'm sorry, but I'm afraid I don't know what you mean. I just woke up here. I'm not even certain what ship this is, it's certainly not mine."

It’s time?!?!

[hadthehighground]

Normally Obi-Wan was the picture of calm and serenity. But the moment that he got word from Padme that she was in labor, he had difficulty keeping that image.

He had rushed to her location with a speeder and picked her up. Carrying her in bridal style into the temple once they got there and straight into the halls of healing. The healers there would know what to do. And while there were many hospitals in the city he could take her to, he felt more comfortable leaving her care to capable Jedi. The healers willing to do him this favor even if it aroused some suspicion.

The Jedi then quietly paced nearby as the hours stretched by while Padme rode out her labor. He even looked nervous as a hand moved down his face in exasperation. This dredged up terrible memories, and he knew how it ended.

When Padme cried out though he was instantly at her side, taking her hand in his. “I’m here Padme,” he says softly. “I’m not going anywhere.”

[no_applause]

Padme clung to his hand, squeezing hard as she was hit with another wave of contractions. The labor was difficult, but made much easier by the help of the Jedi Healers. She breathed through it, clinging to Obi-Wan for support. If he wasn't there, she didn't know how she'd make it through.

To market, to market

[demjiin]

Kaz didn't look terribly out of place in his black-on-black suit, gloves, and cane. And he knew enough not to goggle at everything in the market which would be a dead giveaway. He didn't like using any credits given by the Agrii, but he needed to replace his pocket watch, knives, and find a change of clothes. So it was subtle, but the standing out part was still there; the head of his cane being a crow's head, his clothes being of a strange pattern, and the fact that not many teenagers used a cane to walk.

When Padme spoke Kaz looked at her then smirked. "Is it that obvious?" When he spoke it sounded like he gargled with whiskey and broken glass. Like a grizzled old man speaking from a young man's mouth.

[no_applause]

His appearance and voice didn't bother her. She'd known far more unusual people, after all. She smiled brightly, "Only to someone who's lived here for quite some time.

About The City

[thesepreciousthings]

When Starling found out that the credits were unlimited, she had a few ideas of her own for Agra-10, and was planning on loading up the First Breath for bear with as many non-perishable goods and supplies as she could get her hands on. Water purifiers, seeds, a gardening book that she was hoping to enlist someone's help in translating once they got back. Tools. Electrical wiring. Anything and everything that looked like it would be useful to help breathe life into the place she'd only had a day to explore.

She was loading up her hover-cart when she turned a corner in the market and saw the woman she'd brought to the hotel acting as though she were directing traffic and belonged there.

"Padme," she called out with a wave of greeting. "I thought I had grand designs, but you've got me beat to hell. Wow. How're you gonna fit all that on board?"

[no_applause]

Padme looked up at the familiar voice. She smiled brightly and waved. "Ms. Starling, hello!"

One hand remained pressed against her belly. She wasn't sure where this back pain was coming from, but it was definitely slowing her down. "Oh, this isn't all for me. I'm sending it to help other communities on Coruscant who need it."

About the City

[on_repeat]

There are still plenty of days where Echo is left aimless on this trip. When he isn't trying to see if their crew is missing anything for the return trip back to Agra 10, he's wandering about and (mostly) staying out of trouble.

Echo doesn't expect to run into a droid on its way to relocate a box, helmeted head swiveling as he pivots so that he's not it the way of its current course. "Hey, watch out," he calls after it with a slight chuckle.

He also doesn't expect to look in the direction of where it has come from to see Padme and the protocol droid. Recognition is a little dicey at first, but he doe approach, slowing his steps once he's close. "–Oh. Everything okay here? It looks busy."

[no_applause]

Well, now, Padme certainly hadn't expected to see a Trooper in the city. She smiled, nodding a greeting.

"Hello. Yes, thank you. I'm arranging for some supplies to be sent to areas of the city that need them." She paused, "I'm sorry, I don't believe we've been introduced. Do you have a name?" What? Not all troopers did, and she didn't want to be rude and not ask.

Waiting Room!

[no_applause]

[Are you waiting anxiously (or excitedly) for news of the twins? Hang out here and wait for Obi-Wan to bring the good news!]

[thesepreciousthings]

Starling had been at the market when it had all started. She'd stayed behind long enough to make sure that the things Padme had been doing were taken care of, and that her own transactions were concluded successfully, then gotten herself a quick stiff drink at the first bar she found between the market and the Temple. Thank goodness the Jedi had recognized her from Obi-Wan's tour, she thought, as she settled onto a bench. Disheveled from her work at the market, flushed from the shot of spotchka, she hardly looked like she belonged in such a serene place.

Visiting Hours!

[no_applause]

[Come visit the new mama once everything has quieted down.]

To market, to market

[dr_riley]

At that moment, Drake was on the hunt for some more casual clothing, having been wearing his fatigues for...long enough, in his opinion. (Were they starting to smell? It was hard to tell, everything seemed a bit on the smelly side to him.) He was just inspecting what looked like good, hard wearing boots when a woman's voice addressed...well, not him, probably.

Until he heard 'Agra-10.'

He turned with an expression of both surprise and concern, thinking that the odds of just happening to run into someone else from Agra-10 were astronomically unlikely on this monster of a planet, especially when he considered how much more of it there was beneath the surface.

"Uh-yes! I mean no, I-I'm from Earth. But yes, recently, that's where I was before...waking up here! I suppose you are as well?"

He leaned sideways to catch a glimpse of her growing trove of goods.

"Stocking up, aren't you?"

[no_applause]

His attire was certainly something outside of what she'd seen before.

His nervousness was understandable. She was a complete stranger, after all. But she smiles, exuding nothing but friendly warmth. "I am, yes. I'm afraid I've never heard of Earth before, but there are many planets in the galaxy."

His comment gets a laugh. "Yes, I suppose I am. I have three to prepare for, after all."