Back To The Future
Disclaimer: I do not own or have any affliation with George Lucas, Twentieth Century Fox, Lucasfilm or the Star Wars saga.
Spoilers: Some.
"What do you think of this one?" She frowned. Her hand fidgeted over the bodice of the gown that strangled her stomach. Her stomach ached from the pain that the white straps bound on the velvet gown.
Her stomach pulsed beneath the tight confinement. Her breath hushed by the laces that held the dress to mold her body. She felt the loom of faintness crawl into her mind. Her hands steadied her as she grasped onto the dressing wall's rim.
The gown spilled over her body, drifting hazily to the floor with little avail for her personal comfort. The diamonds the endorsed its thin silhouette sparkled under the intensity of the light that illuminated the bridal shop.
"You look...beautiful, Leia." He stuttered, his words caught in his throat. His blue eyes dreary with tears that threatened to spill down his fragile face. His strong arms crossed his chest.
"You are only saying that because I am your sister!" Leia smiled, her painted lips pressed together in a small smile. Her body slid past the changing room wall. Her breath released in a tight not that snaked in her stomach.
The dress slid idly down her thin frame. Luke patiently waited. He had not known why he agreed to even settle the idea in his mind, let alone go shopping with her for a wedding gown. It was something that was more suited to Mon Mothman, not him.
He did not know the first thing about fashionable attire for anything formal. His Aunt Beru never intrigued any interest on fancy garments. They could not afford to waste any of their imperial credits on the fineries. Used garments stitched back to repair was all that filled his closet.
His Uncle Owen was no better. His uncle's clothing was dressed to suit the hot climate, not petty industrial looks. Owen did little to inspire anyone to address the highier look of regal soldiers or moffs.
Leia hand prodded out from beneath the long, cotton folds of the change room. The gown wrapped in a dark leather parcel. He clutched it tightly in his grasp. His knuckled whitened from the extreme pressure he applied to it.
His sister was more suited to the sway of fashion. She promised to find him and Han something suitable and dignified for the grand wedding. Han argued with her, finding remorse in the suits that she threw at him to the point that he had given up with a huff.
Luke had rather liked the formal garment that his sister decided on. A vintage collectable she worded it. A Jedi styled suit that she found on her wanders into the depths of the old trader stores in the darker areas of Coruscant. Something like what their father might have worn before he had passed into the darkened night.
"Do you have anything else?" Leia asked as she parted the twin curtains. Her long tendrils of dark hair tied into a simple knot at the back of her head. Her body gowned in a soft lilac gown.
The droid croaked, its voice swollen from mismanagement. Leia stared down at the rusty that spidered over the android's stern features. Her hands knotted together in depression. There was no other dresses that would have been found in that store that did not have the quality that Leia detested.
The shots pierced the grand window. The droid shrieked as it flew down to cover its soft internal wiring from the pellets that sliced through the store. The scarlett essence of life pooled onto the floor.
The two bodies held together in a final embrace. The same embrace that they had once held in the fluids of their mother's womb.
To Be Continued...
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Author's Note: Padawan Sydney Bristow, I tried to e-mail you but you did not give me a server to get a hold of you. My reasons for the revision of the story is simply that the direction I took the story lead me with limited options to continued (writer's block) and there were several errors in the story the primary one consisted of Padme's pregnancy. Her term of pregnancy changed with each chapter. It is the same story just different direction to be taken in. I hope that makes sense.