Senator +2

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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?"

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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.

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That gets a laugh, "You sound like someone else I know who's very attached to his droid." Sure it might be the past but she'd gotten so used to hiding her marriage that it was simply instinct at this point.

"Well it's a pleasure to meet you both. I'm Padme Amidala."

[happybeeps]

"Good someone or bad someone? Is this a compliment?" he fishes with a teasing grin.

Those reminders and suspicions are proved right with the reveal of her name, recognition flashing in his eyes. He knows how that story ends. And he's very determined not to spill a word of it, belatedly smiling. "Senator Amidala?" he confirms, to try and explain his knowledge of her. "Never thought I'd be meeting you."

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She looks a little sad for a moment, "I think he was good... But I suppose it depends who you ask."

Her face brightens with a cheerful grin at the recognition. "Padme, please. It seems silly to go by a title that no longer applies. I know we haven't met, but I developed quite the reputation, despite my best efforts."

[happybeeps]

That sadness prompts a guilty flus, and he tries to make amends with a smile, assuring- "I'll take it as a compliment then."

"Padme," he repeats, glancing down at her belly. She seems quite far along. He tries to work out mentally where that puts her in history. Near the end of her story, and of the Republic. "It's a good reputation," he promises, "Very far reaching."

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"Well, Poe, I must admit I'm curious about what history has to say about me. Though history isn't always kind or honest."

She catches that glance. One hand rubs over her belly, "I've come at a bit of an inconvenient time, but I hope to still be of help."

[happybeeps]

It takes a good deal of training not to betray on his face just what history will say, offering a faintly teasing smile.

"All good things, I promise."

BB-8 gives a dissenting whir, one Poe's quick to silence with a look.

"You're pretty far along, huh?"

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She glances down at the little droid, raising a curious eyebrow. But she's not entirely certain she wants to know... at least not at the moment.

His question earns him a smile. "I am, yes. They're do any day."

[happybeeps]

"You're lucky we're here then," he acknowledges with a teasing smile. It's true though. It's a miracle they had delivered one child without incident back in Temba, the chances of them succeeding a second time- with twins was very unlikely.

"I hope you're taking the time to enjoy your last moments of peace and quiet for a few years."

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She chuckles, nodding. "That's what I've gathered. I do hope they won't wait until we're back on Agra 10."

His sentiment gets a head tilt, "Yes and no. I'm doing my best to purchase anything we might need before we go back, but I don't intend to spend my days here being idle." The Senator's got Plans.

[happybeeps]

"You need any help? A pair of strong arms?" Poe offers with a playful sort of smile, "We'd be glad to tag along," he volunteers, "Make sure you get everything you need before you pop."

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"Well, I certainly won't say no to some company." Padme smiles broadly at him. "These things are for me, but I'll be making plans to purchase things to be shipped to areas of the city that need it."