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02 ★ good morning, sunshine

Who: Padmé Amaidala & you
Broadcast: video
Action: on the Heron
When: September 4th - evening

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[ Padmé’s been asleep for about a month, but she still seems a little tired. As usual, she’s sitting in her office when she broadcasts. ]

Good morning, everyone. [ She smiles kindly, though it doesn’t dispel the glimmer of melancholy in her eyes. ] For those who do not know me, my name is Padmé Amidala. Apparently I took a month-long nap-- I apologize for any inconvenience I’ve caused for my crew. I may need a little help catching up on current events.

[ She pauses, unsure. ] I do have a different sort of question. Has anyone experienced side-effects from our stay on Hea-Guaa?

[ Because her telepathy augment upgrade seems to have finally kicked in. ]

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[ Padmé is idly walking through the Heron. Officially, she’s checking their supplies and making sure there aren’t any pressing issues to take care of. She rather hopes there’s some kind of pressing issue, if only to take her mind off of everything and bring her back to her everyday life on the Fleet. But she’s clearly restless and distracted. ]

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[ She smells flowers.

Padmé is expecting the smell of caf and the soft clank-clank of C3PO walking in with a tray. Her groggy mind tells her that she’s overslept, yet she still feels herself struggling to wake up. An unfamiliar aching sadness throbs in her chest.

Her memories rush to catch up with that sadness.

The Senate chants “traitor, traitor, traitor!” She’d tried to open up dialog with the Separatist Senate. Mina tried on her end. She was killed for it.

Padmé’s body feels heavy but she’s aware of it now as the memories run their course.

Mandalore. Poisoning. Satine’s hand resting on a sick child’s forehead. Padmé sees the worry she’d once felt as Queen. A worry she still feels today, though differently.

(It’s Bail who tells her about Satine. No funeral, no memorial. Mandalore burns, turning Satine’s hard-won peace into ash.)

She breathes a deep, sleepy sigh.

Flashes of little victories and losses-- the losses pile up higher and higher as the rift between the Republic and the Separatists widens. She reads the lists of the dead. Bail asks her why she does it even though he already knows why. Everyone else might accept the war but she never will. Peace is the only goal.

Finally she’s able to shift slightly, her last fitful dream-memories floating by. Ahsoka with her arms wrapped around herself, looking small. Padmé puts on a brave face and feels determination burn in her veins. Clovis comes to her for help too, but it all blows up in their faces. “I’m sorry, Padmé.” He falls. She makes the mistake of looking down.

Her eyes open slowly. For a frightening moment, she doesn’t know where she is. But then she sees Takeshi’s picture pinned up on her wall. The Heron. Padmé groans slightly as she sits up, her stiff limbs complying under great protest. But if she’s on the Heron, he should be nearby. Right? ]

Anakin? [ Her voice is hoarse from disuse. ]

Padmé! You're awake!

Oh boy am I glad to see you.

[--Padmé Amidala. The name's familiar, but it takes Han a moment to place it. It takes him a little less to recognize the eyes, though--those he's seen before. Bantha shit, he does not say, because Han has at least gained a little more sense in the years since Endor to not swear in front of someone who has his wife's eyes. (Who is his wife's mother.)]

You took a nap for a month? [Yeah, that's what he's going to focus on, and also how casually that's been brought up. Excuse him, he's new.] That something typical around here?

[After his day and a half away from the Heron the last thing he's expecting is to suddenly be face to face with Padmé Amidala herself.

When the Emperor had reformed the Republic he hadn't entirely erased her legacy as he had with many other things. Her public service record, including her work in the Senate, had all been included in the Imperial records. He had only looked at her files a few times with curiosity but he still recognized her.

He raised his chin, clasping his hands behind his back as he looked at her for a moment. It was too late to pretend he didn't see her anyway.]

Padmé Amidala, what a surprise.

[He's only seen Padmé in passing - hard to not notice her, when she and Anakin are awfully close - but it's enough to greet her with an equally faint smile.]

Hey, Padmé. Glad to see you're alright.

As for your question, I'm not exactly sure. I can't promise anything, but I could check it out, either on your ship or the Paisley.

[ Obi-Wan is relieved. He's seen enough of these month-long naps not to be worry, but relief is a welcome change.]

It's good to see you on your feet.

[Do newbies count as pressing issues? Or at least, one black fox with a very dead pigeonhawk in her mouth, trotting down the hall to her room. At least she's planning on eating it right away instead of storing it in an air vent where it can stink up the place.

She'll pause when she sees the other woman, tilting her head slightly. If this is a visitor she isn't actually sure any other crew members are around at the moment.]

[Judging by the backdrop, Finn is down on the nearest moon somewhere.]

Welcome back. What--what kind of side effects are you thinking? [He rubs the side of his head thoughtfully.] Cause I kinda found the whole feeling what other people are feeling thing didn't really go away.

Oh hey, you're the ambassador lady from Finn's party, right? I'm Pinkie Pie, welcome back!

[Oh ho what have we here. Phasma continues to attempt to keep her own identy under wraps, but finds her own covert way to engage Amidala.]

Is this a common occurrence? Sleeping for such extended periods?

[ it's time to be brave and properly talk to the people who mean so much to people who mean so much to her. ]

Side-effects like which ones, my lady?

[ people she knows from home isn't really a surprise anymore, but barriss isn't sure how she feels about never having known that padmé was here. she has no real fondness for the senator, but out of all the politicians she knows, this is a decent one. one that people she trusts speak highly of, too.

so she feels compelled to respond to her broadcast. ]

Senator Amidala. I'm glad to see you well.

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