[A vacation of sorts has always been prescribed for the overworked senator, but Padmé is the headstrong type. Work is her life and she's never been a fan of "downtime". However, Wonderland has made it obvious that she cannot continue full tilt or it will kill her. Perhaps even literally.
And she's not ready to die.
As it is, she's now in this lovely little inn with its hotsprings along with the a vast group of others. Her hands are tucked into the sleeves of the yukata that had been provided after she'd had a bath and her long hair is twisted into a loose but sensible plait down her back. It's an interesting place and she has no trouble walking through the calm halls. The walls open up every few feet into a set of sliding doors that opened and closed with whispers.
But above some of those doors are little slips of paper that appear to have been glued to the walls with intricate calligraphy on them.]
I've heard the rumors that ghosts inhabit this place, but am I supposed to believe that those slips of paper will keep them at bay?
[Not that she believes in ghosts, the Force notwithstanding.]
[Choice B - What Never Could Have Been]
[Life has always been complicated for Padmé. From the second she took the throne of her planet to that very moment, she's been faced with hard decision one after the other. After serving her people through the invasion of the Trade Federation, she'd been given the position of Queen for Life by the people of Naboo. Turning it down more than once hadn't stopped them and she could only serve her people to the best of her abilities.
This place, however, is nowhere close to her palace in Thedes or her parents' house or even the summer palace on the lake where she spent a week every year to "relax". Nor is it any place she's familiar with outside of Naboo either. While she's panicking on the inside because she doesn't know where she is or where here even is, her face is calm as she approaches the first person she comes across.]
Excuse me. Have you seen Senator Palpatine or Representative Binks? I really must speak with them right away.
[Wildcard - Make Your Own Adventure]
[Come at me with an idea. I can be reached on my plurk, makochan, for plotting stuff.]
Padmé Amidala | Star Wars
[A vacation of sorts has always been prescribed for the overworked senator, but Padmé is the headstrong type. Work is her life and she's never been a fan of "downtime". However, Wonderland has made it obvious that she cannot continue full tilt or it will kill her. Perhaps even literally.
And she's not ready to die.
As it is, she's now in this lovely little inn with its hotsprings along with the a vast group of others. Her hands are tucked into the sleeves of the yukata that had been provided after she'd had a bath and her long hair is twisted into a loose but sensible plait down her back. It's an interesting place and she has no trouble walking through the calm halls. The walls open up every few feet into a set of sliding doors that opened and closed with whispers.
But above some of those doors are little slips of paper that appear to have been glued to the walls with intricate calligraphy on them.]
I've heard the rumors that ghosts inhabit this place, but am I supposed to believe that those slips of paper will keep them at bay?
[Not that she believes in ghosts, the Force notwithstanding.]
[Choice B - What Never Could Have Been]
[Life has always been complicated for Padmé. From the second she took the throne of her planet to that very moment, she's been faced with hard decision one after the other. After serving her people through the invasion of the Trade Federation, she'd been given the position of Queen for Life by the people of Naboo. Turning it down more than once hadn't stopped them and she could only serve her people to the best of her abilities.
This place, however, is nowhere close to her palace in Thedes or her parents' house or even the summer palace on the lake where she spent a week every year to "relax". Nor is it any place she's familiar with outside of Naboo either. While she's panicking on the inside because she doesn't know where she is or where here even is, her face is calm as she approaches the first person she comes across.]
Excuse me. Have you seen Senator Palpatine or Representative Binks? I really must speak with them right away.
[Wildcard - Make Your Own Adventure]
[Come at me with an idea. I can be reached on my plurk,