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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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.

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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."

[ezra_of_lothal]

Oh no. Did she really just get dropped here without even information most new people got?

"Um. Well, this is the Vanquish. I'm Ezra. Ezra Bridger. Does Agra 10 or Temba ring any bells? At all?"

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"Agra 10..." She looked away, frowning as if trying to remember something. Only they weren't her memories. Where did these memories come from? She murmured, "The Agrii..."

Shaking her head slightly, she looked back at Ezra. "I apologize, I'm being rude. I'm Padme Amidala. It's a pleasure to meet you, Ezra. I do seem to have some knowledge of Agra 10, though I'm not entirely certain how."

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"Well, you just got thrown into some pretty strange stuff. So. I'm sorry about that, and how confusing this all is," Ezra offers in return.

"So, for most of us, this goes...you wake up the middle what's left of Temba, by a fountain. There's a glowing ball. That's a data point. If you touch it, you get information dropped into your mind. It's weird, but harmless. Maybe you got the dump straight into your head?"

He makes a disconcerted face. "Not sure if that's better or worse. But right now, we're on a planet called Coruscant. There's a bunch of us from kinda of around here, if not exactly this time period, and the Agrii would like to try to figure out why. I know that doesn't make a lot of sense," he concludes, apologetically.

And now that he's shut up, he internally winces some more, because that was maybe more of an information dump than was useful, or polite, for that matter.

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It's all quite useful information but, at the moment, she's less interested in the glowing ball and more interested in one thing he said.

She frowns, clearly concerned. "No... that can't be. I just left Coruscant. What do you mean by 'not exactly this time period'?"

[ezra_of_lothal]

"It's, um. I know is this going to sound impossible, but it's about 900 years before I was born. Oh!" he says, excitement leaking into his tone. "I've been doing some reading, so I can say - we're a little over a century after the defeat of the last Sith Empire and the reformation of the Republic."

Then he pauses, because wait....if the Rebel Alliance overthrows Palpatine and restore the Republic, people could be saying that a century or so after his own time.

History is confusing.

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She's quiet for a long moment as she thinks. The reformation of the Republic was around 800 years ago in her time. So that would mean... Her eyes widen just a little, "You were born during the Clone War?"

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He rubs the back of his neck, over where the thrown back hood of his cloak was pooled, eyeing her. "Kinda the...day it ended, actually. Palpatine gave a speech," he says, cautiously, waiting to see if she would fill in the blank, and if so, what she thought of the upshot of that speech.

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Sadness filled her eyes before she looked down and away. If he were paying attention, he'd be able to sense great sorrow, mourning.

"Yes..." She whispered. "I was there. It had only just happened for me and with everything else... I suppose it hasn't completely sunken in, yet."

[ezra_of_lothal]

He's not trying to be invasive, but oh, yes, he's paying attention, with all his senses, Force included. He relaxes a little, as he watches her, his own expression sliding to sympathetic unhappiness.

"You said you'd just left Coruscant. I know there was a lot of violence in the first few days of the Empire. You were...trying to get out?" he asks, a little more gently.

He doesn't realize she means actually there, as part of the Senate. But - her clothes looks nice. She's so clearly about to have a baby. And smart enough to know the Empire meant nothing good. Getting out of the Core would have been a wise thing to do.

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She holds her belly, looking down. These children are her link to Anakin. The Republic might be dead, but there's still a chance he can be saved.

"Yes and no. With the Senate gone I had no need to stay in Coruscant. But someone I love very much was in danger... I was going to help him."

[ezra_of_lothal]

He'd say something about the Senate carrying on in name at least, but the last part of what she says feels much more immediate and important.

"And now you're here, and it looks like he's not. Force, I'm really sorry," he says, heavily. He assumes she means the father of her child, but whatever the relationship is...well, a loved one is enough. "I got yanked out of a pretty bad situation, too, but I was already thinking it could be a long time, if ever, before I'd get to see my family. Temba was a lot safer for me, actually, so it was hard to be upset about it."

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She nods, appreciating his sympathy. "Thank you. I am sure many of us were taken here from less than ideal circumstances." Looking back up at him, she smiled warmly - though it was sad around the edges. "I am glad you're safer for the time being. And I truly hope you will be able to see your family again."

Her heart goes out to the boy. She understands the feeling of being alone and frightened and missing loved ones. She makes a mental note to keep an eye on him as much as she can.

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"Coming to Temba wasn't my choice, but leaving my family behind was. I have to trust the Force will be with them," Ezra replies, with quiet determination.

"Now. How can I help you...is it Mrs. Amidala?" he asks, very unsure of his ability to come with the right form of address on the spot. "Not everyone brought to Temba from our galaxy, but some are. Maybe you should speak to them? Some of them are from closer to your time, even."

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"I understand. I left my family to serve on behalf of my people. I thought of them all the time" She still missed her parents and sister terribly, but her work trying to stop the war was more important.

"Padme, please." She smiled warmly. She wouldn't have let him call her Senator, either. What was the point of a title when she didn't hold the position there? "I'm sure I will in time. But for now, perhaps you can show me around the ship? It's unlike any I've been on before, so I'm a little lost."

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"Tour, such as it is, sure. And. Oh. You may have heard some pretty disturbing things about Jedi and clone troopers in all that mess," he realizes. "We... have both. Not sure how to explain it all quickly, but. You don't need to worry about safety from them."

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That gets him a confused head-tilt. "I'm sorry? I'm afraid I don't understand what you mean. The only thing I've heard of the Jedi was the accusation that they'd attacked Chancellor Palpatine, which I hardly believe. I've heard nothing bad about the Clone Troopers. I fear neither."

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"Palpatine's a Sith so...he might have been lying with the truth a little. Maybe the Order suspected and confronted him. I don't know. Maybe Master Kenobi does. The clone troopers...turned on the Jedi, and killed a lot of them. It's not their fault. They had chips in their heads. Mind control."

He takes a deep breath. "The whole war was a great big trap."

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Her eyes widen and one hand covers her mouth as she listens. Palpatine a Sith? No! That couldn't be... yet she did wonder about the supposed attack on his life. Was that all part of the plan?

She shook her head, tears welling in her eyes. "No... No, that can't be true."

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"I'm sorry, but it is," he replies, tone heavy but firm. "And the Sith part isn't just rumor. I'm - one of the surviving Jedi trained me," he says in more of a rush.

"I'm just a student. I haven't crossed blades with him. I'm not that good; I'm sure I'd be dead. But Palpatine wanted things from me."

He tilts his chin up, jaw setting. "I've faced him. The Emperor is a Sith Lord."

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So many things fell into place in her mind. The Chancellor blocking her from joining certain committees. Bills inexplicably being voted down. The mysterious person she'd heard in holos talking to senators.

Anakin.

She felt faint. He'd manipulated her. Used her to get closer to power. One hand groped for the wall, seeking for anything to help her keep her feet.

[ezra_of_lothal]

Belatedly, picking up some of the maelstrom of emotion through the Force, Ezra realized how much he'd just dumped on a very pregnant woman, already in tears, and trying to wrap her mind around the strangeness of being yanked across space and time.

...on top of her whole world falling apart before she even came here.

And yet, he couldn't shake the certainty that she needed to know.

He reaches out, hand hovering under her elbow, ready to try to catch her. "Padme...let's. Let's back up to the kitchen. So you can sit down." Because he didn't think the narrow bunks up ahead would be comfortable.

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Well at least he figured it out?

She'll appreciate being told later. But right now, she's overwhelmed and emotional and heartbroken... none of which is good when one is carrying twins. She nods at his suggestion, unable to speak, yet, but accepting his help to lead her there.

[ezra_of_lothal]

Once they get to the kitchen, he uses the Force to pull out a chair enough for her to sit, as he doesn't want to move away from her enough to do it by hand, until she's settled.

"I can get you some water. Or, I can make some tea. I just got some Alderaanian mint."

That's supposed to be soothing right?