Yesh, what is with this extreme lateness? Sorry! Too many things at once.
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"Thanks for this, Mom," Padme sighed.
The young woman picked up another chocolate from the box. She and her mother had been sitting watching some weepy movie on the holo and eating chocolates for the past hour. She needed to admit, worrying wasn't going to change anything, she had to relax to be able to help Siri and Obi-Wan - who had sounded rather odd when he's asked her to meet them, wonder what's going on there? - in the morning, as they apparently had some plan.
"Ah, it's my job" Jobal Naberrie smiled, patting her youngest daughters arm.
"I don't think travelling all the way to Coruscant was in your job description, Mom." Padme pointed out.
"I'm a mother," she rolled her eyes, "Going to the end of the galaxy is in my job description if it needs to be."
Padme smiled genuinely, "I'm not sure what to say to that!"
Her mother smiled back, and waved her hand, "Besides, seems like this entire family is on Coruscant at the moment!"
"I suppose Dad's feeling left out?" Padme asked.
Jobal grinned, "He'll get over it!"
They turned back to the film in time for the kiss that ended the movie, and Jobal nudged her youngest daughter, a playful smile on her face.
"I seem to have a vague memory of a certain twelve year old refusing to watch this, declaring it 'Pointless.'"
"Mom!" Padme complained, "I was twelve!"
"And already too grown for my liking," she pointed out.
"Besides," Padme pointed out, not willing to be goaded, "It is corny."
"Corny or Romantic?" her mother asked.
"That's the 60 million credit question." Padme smiled, then looked round sharply.
"Padme?" her mother asked, concern dripping through her accent.
"I think there's someone out there." Padme whispered, and got up slowly to the kitchen, to reveal a blaster in one of the draws.
"'Things aren't so bad, Mom,' she says, 'You worry too much, Mom' she says and there's a blaster in her kitchen drawer!" her mother muttered.
Padme put her finger to her lips and did her best to sneak over the to the door. Trying not to catch her clothes on the many things also known as handles in the kitchen, she made it to the door, and came face to face with a cloaked person.
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Obi-Wan had never liked the idea of not knowing where he was going, but given they were in the temple; he figured too much couldn't really go wrong.
Then he took in the fact it was Siri that was leading him on this goose chase of an idea, he was just about ready to change his mind!
They were walking through the corridors and she seemed to be checking random rooms, for no apparent reason. They walked along until she spotted a class outside on the gardens, and Siri sped up, and he too catch up with her. When they reached the class, he realised it was a levitation revision for some of the younger padawans, held by one of the older, Tysal Kann.
Kann bowed respectively and stopped the class as the two Jedi approached, and the children scattered for a quick break.
"Knight Tachi, Knight Kenobi," he rose, and smiled. "What a surprise."
"Cut the pleasantries, Ty." Siri noted. "I need to borrow you."
The three started walking, "What for?"
"Undercover mission, kind of hush." Siri commented. "Infiltration."
"A rescue mission may be involved also," Obi-Wan commented.
"I'm in," he shrugged.
"It's an infiltration of the Blood Kings, they seem to keeping a Jedi for imperials."
"Who's the Jedi?"
"Skywalker."
That made him stop, surprise gushing through his voice. "The Anakin Skywalker?"
"You make him sound like he's a different species." Siri commented.
"Sometimes I wonder," Obi-Wan muttered.
Siri shot him a small grin, the first in a while.
"It's just - well the rumours ."
"You should know better than to listen to idle gossip, Ty." Siri chided.
"Besides," Obi-Wan commented. "You shall give him a big head if he hears you."
Ty just grinned. "When do I start?"
---
Anakin got outside just in time to sea Luke drop the blaster.
Leia was beside him, hanging on to him and him to her. On the floor in front, a very dead person was lying on the floor. It took him a minute to take all of it in. Then he did the first thing he knew how to do: he put his arms around both children.
"What happened?" he whispered.
"I didn't mean it to go off," sobbed the little boy, burying his head in his father's shoulders.
"When grownups ask you not to play with these thing, this would be one of those reasons why." He said gently. He rubbed both children's backs for a minute, and then separated himself from them to see exactly who and what this guy was.
He ran a hand over the logo, recognising it. "Imperial jacket."
Then took a closer look at the guy, and realised nothing about him looked imperial.
"Non-imperial guy."
The mystery deepened.
He picked the blaster up off the floor, and the guys pass card. He then hurried the children along best he could, practically pushing them round one of the corners. He needed to drag the body into that hold or someone would see, but that wasn't something toddlers should witness.
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"I don't care what people say, when you see your little girl blast a guy, she's not so little anymore."
Padme just lifted an eyebrow at her mother. "The captain can retrieve him in a moment."
"I do wish he's hurry." Her mother fidgeted. "This is a little uncomfortable."
"This is life on Coruscant." Padme smiled. "Besides, this man could be a great help to finding my husband and children."
"How?"
"He came here, he's wearing that stupid symbol," she pointed to it. "Hence, I think he knows were my children are."
"What good is it if he won't tell you?"
"Oh believe me," Padme said, gravely. "If my security force can't deal with this guy, he'll tell me."
"You don't know that,"
"I do." Padme said. "There is nothing more frightening than an angry mother."
---
"Why Kann?" Obi-Wan asked.
They were walking to the council's chambers to inform them of the plan. The walk had been quiet so far, but considering Siri's manner with the older padawan, he was curious and decided to indulge in it for once.
"He scores well on his classes, he knows Coruscant, He-"
"There's something else."
"I almost took him on once."
"And?"
"And he knows how to keep a secret."
Obi-Wan stopped, "He knows? Force, Siri how many people were you planning on telling before, oh say, the father?"
"He seen me in the med centre, he's friends with Bants padawan." Siri commented. "What was I supposed to - oh!"
"What?"
Siri loked a little panicked. "I felt somrthing. In my stomache."
"I'm not surprised." Obi-Wan commented. "There's a baby in there."
"No jokes, this is - ohhh!" Siri squeaked slightly.
Obi-wan turned on his com link. "Bant? We're coming down to the med centre, can you meet us?"
Bant's voice came over the com, "What's wrong? And who's we?"
"Siri and I."
The voice cam over the com, "Get her down here."
---
Well, it wasn't too bad. Go to Holly and Katie for being half inspiring!
---
"Thanks for this, Mom," Padme sighed.
The young woman picked up another chocolate from the box. She and her mother had been sitting watching some weepy movie on the holo and eating chocolates for the past hour. She needed to admit, worrying wasn't going to change anything, she had to relax to be able to help Siri and Obi-Wan - who had sounded rather odd when he's asked her to meet them, wonder what's going on there? - in the morning, as they apparently had some plan.
"Ah, it's my job" Jobal Naberrie smiled, patting her youngest daughters arm.
"I don't think travelling all the way to Coruscant was in your job description, Mom." Padme pointed out.
"I'm a mother," she rolled her eyes, "Going to the end of the galaxy is in my job description if it needs to be."
Padme smiled genuinely, "I'm not sure what to say to that!"
Her mother smiled back, and waved her hand, "Besides, seems like this entire family is on Coruscant at the moment!"
"I suppose Dad's feeling left out?" Padme asked.
Jobal grinned, "He'll get over it!"
They turned back to the film in time for the kiss that ended the movie, and Jobal nudged her youngest daughter, a playful smile on her face.
"I seem to have a vague memory of a certain twelve year old refusing to watch this, declaring it 'Pointless.'"
"Mom!" Padme complained, "I was twelve!"
"And already too grown for my liking," she pointed out.
"Besides," Padme pointed out, not willing to be goaded, "It is corny."
"Corny or Romantic?" her mother asked.
"That's the 60 million credit question." Padme smiled, then looked round sharply.
"Padme?" her mother asked, concern dripping through her accent.
"I think there's someone out there." Padme whispered, and got up slowly to the kitchen, to reveal a blaster in one of the draws.
"'Things aren't so bad, Mom,' she says, 'You worry too much, Mom' she says and there's a blaster in her kitchen drawer!" her mother muttered.
Padme put her finger to her lips and did her best to sneak over the to the door. Trying not to catch her clothes on the many things also known as handles in the kitchen, she made it to the door, and came face to face with a cloaked person.
---
Obi-Wan had never liked the idea of not knowing where he was going, but given they were in the temple; he figured too much couldn't really go wrong.
Then he took in the fact it was Siri that was leading him on this goose chase of an idea, he was just about ready to change his mind!
They were walking through the corridors and she seemed to be checking random rooms, for no apparent reason. They walked along until she spotted a class outside on the gardens, and Siri sped up, and he too catch up with her. When they reached the class, he realised it was a levitation revision for some of the younger padawans, held by one of the older, Tysal Kann.
Kann bowed respectively and stopped the class as the two Jedi approached, and the children scattered for a quick break.
"Knight Tachi, Knight Kenobi," he rose, and smiled. "What a surprise."
"Cut the pleasantries, Ty." Siri noted. "I need to borrow you."
The three started walking, "What for?"
"Undercover mission, kind of hush." Siri commented. "Infiltration."
"A rescue mission may be involved also," Obi-Wan commented.
"I'm in," he shrugged.
"It's an infiltration of the Blood Kings, they seem to keeping a Jedi for imperials."
"Who's the Jedi?"
"Skywalker."
That made him stop, surprise gushing through his voice. "The Anakin Skywalker?"
"You make him sound like he's a different species." Siri commented.
"Sometimes I wonder," Obi-Wan muttered.
Siri shot him a small grin, the first in a while.
"It's just - well the rumours ."
"You should know better than to listen to idle gossip, Ty." Siri chided.
"Besides," Obi-Wan commented. "You shall give him a big head if he hears you."
Ty just grinned. "When do I start?"
---
Anakin got outside just in time to sea Luke drop the blaster.
Leia was beside him, hanging on to him and him to her. On the floor in front, a very dead person was lying on the floor. It took him a minute to take all of it in. Then he did the first thing he knew how to do: he put his arms around both children.
"What happened?" he whispered.
"I didn't mean it to go off," sobbed the little boy, burying his head in his father's shoulders.
"When grownups ask you not to play with these thing, this would be one of those reasons why." He said gently. He rubbed both children's backs for a minute, and then separated himself from them to see exactly who and what this guy was.
He ran a hand over the logo, recognising it. "Imperial jacket."
Then took a closer look at the guy, and realised nothing about him looked imperial.
"Non-imperial guy."
The mystery deepened.
He picked the blaster up off the floor, and the guys pass card. He then hurried the children along best he could, practically pushing them round one of the corners. He needed to drag the body into that hold or someone would see, but that wasn't something toddlers should witness.
---
"I don't care what people say, when you see your little girl blast a guy, she's not so little anymore."
Padme just lifted an eyebrow at her mother. "The captain can retrieve him in a moment."
"I do wish he's hurry." Her mother fidgeted. "This is a little uncomfortable."
"This is life on Coruscant." Padme smiled. "Besides, this man could be a great help to finding my husband and children."
"How?"
"He came here, he's wearing that stupid symbol," she pointed to it. "Hence, I think he knows were my children are."
"What good is it if he won't tell you?"
"Oh believe me," Padme said, gravely. "If my security force can't deal with this guy, he'll tell me."
"You don't know that,"
"I do." Padme said. "There is nothing more frightening than an angry mother."
---
"Why Kann?" Obi-Wan asked.
They were walking to the council's chambers to inform them of the plan. The walk had been quiet so far, but considering Siri's manner with the older padawan, he was curious and decided to indulge in it for once.
"He scores well on his classes, he knows Coruscant, He-"
"There's something else."
"I almost took him on once."
"And?"
"And he knows how to keep a secret."
Obi-Wan stopped, "He knows? Force, Siri how many people were you planning on telling before, oh say, the father?"
"He seen me in the med centre, he's friends with Bants padawan." Siri commented. "What was I supposed to - oh!"
"What?"
Siri loked a little panicked. "I felt somrthing. In my stomache."
"I'm not surprised." Obi-Wan commented. "There's a baby in there."
"No jokes, this is - ohhh!" Siri squeaked slightly.
Obi-wan turned on his com link. "Bant? We're coming down to the med centre, can you meet us?"
Bant's voice came over the com, "What's wrong? And who's we?"
"Siri and I."
The voice cam over the com, "Get her down here."
---
Well, it wasn't too bad. Go to Holly and Katie for being half inspiring!