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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Comments

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Observant much?

Her eyes widen a little at the comments. Goodness, so much talk about her pregnancy, and questions? That was just not done in her culture. She'd be offended if she hadn't already gotten used to the idea of fielding questions from those of other cultures.

Also what's Earth?

She smiles, "Thank you. It was quite a surprise."

[dr_riley]

No, Drake wasn't the most observant, not when it came to things outside his immediate interests. He might have been able to have an entire conversation without noticing a baby bump! And if he had any inkling that his comments were inappropriate, he might have behaved very differently, but as it was, he had half a mind to start gushing about his own kids.

"A pleasant surprise, I hope? I've got two, myself," he said with a grin. "Not at the same time, though."

[no_applause]

Cultural differences and all that. Of course, many didn't know much about Naboo's culture so she shouldn't be surprised... especially considering that he probably had never even heard of Naboo.

She smiled, "You have? How old are they?" She likes kids, what?

[dr_riley]

Drake really only likes his kids, although he's been told that kids seem to like him, for some reason. Maybe because he's not much taller than them?

"Eight and twelve," he answered immediately, reaching into one of the pockets on his vest. "Joshua's the older one, smart as a whip, started reading at two, caught him cooking at si-oh..." That's right. Nothing in there but a tiny flashlight and some protein bars he'd bouught.

"Ieeee don't have any photos of them." From the dismayed expression on his face, Drake was realizing this - or at least really thinking about it - for the first time.

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Her eyebrows shoot up, clearly showing how impressed she is. "That's quite impressive for one so young! You must be so proud."

His dismay at the lack of photos is palpable. She gives him a concerned look, "I'm very sorry. Perhaps you can tell me what they look like. I know it's not the same, but I can still see them through your memory."

[dr_riley]

Drake was just absolutely delighted to brag about his kids. In a way (or in a couple of ways), it was a little selfish, since he was also bragging about himself, and since his boys were one of the few things he was a part of that his wife had loved wholeheartedly and without hesitation. Perhaps it was just a little vicarious.

"Well, I shouldn't say reading, that's a bit of a stretch. He was recognizing the shapes of some words at two and associating them with their meanings. Reading, you know, associating sounds with letters and putting them together and the understanding that that'a word and what it means, that came a year or two later."

Drake paused with undisguised puzzlement when she said she could see them through his memory if he described them, briefly wondering if it were some alien telepathy trick or just a turn of phrase.

"Oh. Well yes, Joshua - the older one - looks quite a lot like me, actually. Bit rounder in the face, you know, softer, and taller than I was at his age. Jonathan looks more like his mum. Red hair and green eyes, and I think he'll probably have a good strong jaw, it's already squaring off a bit. He's very sensitive and shy, but Joshua knows how to build him up when he's sad or scared. How about yours? What do you think they'll look like?"

[no_applause]

Padme's smile grew as he talked. It was wonderful how much he lit up as he told her about his children. It never ceased to amaze her how such small beings could have such an impact on people.

And no worries, Drake, she's no psychic.

"They sound absolutely wonderful. I can tell how proud you are of them." At his question, her hand went to her belly. "Oh I don't know. I haven't thought about that, really. I just want them to be healthy and happy."