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senator ραdмé αмidαlα AFFILIATED WITH citta alveare from star wars CURRENT STATUS: citizen HOUSING: ??? indie friendly

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             ❝ nothing about my love is temporary. ❞

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Ain’t it lonely Living all the time When everybody dies And then I close my eyes [x]

Available for print here. 

Jedi robes and lightsabers are hell to draw and I don’t know how the people on the official Star Wars comics do it month after month. Padmé’s dress was inspired by this beautiful Ashi Studio creation!

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concept art for Padme Amidala

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hmmm....

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Event chosen;; RECKONER

What does this entail?

An older wiser Padmé Amidala

More specifically Jedi Master Amidala

She may or may not have taken in a certain padawan

These are just general points but to put it simply Padmé’s alternate is a Jedi! Instead of training to become a political she was taken in by the Jedi Order at a young age and has fully embraced being a knight. During the event she will be doing her best to get innocents to safety and defend her city against any less than friendly citizens.

If you’re interested in a thread with Padmé’s alternate go ahead and like this ad! The cap is currently set at 3 likes but castmates are exempt from this.

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Event chosen;; RECKONER

What does this entail?

An older wiser Padmé Amidala

More specifically Jedi Master Amidala

She may or may not have taken in a certain padawan

These are just general points but to put it simply Padmé’s alternate is a Jedi! Instead of training to become a political she was taken in by the Jedi Order at a young age and has fully embraced being a knight. During the event she will be doing her best to get innocents to safety and defend her city against any less than friendly citizens.

If you’re interested in a thread with Padmé’s alternate go ahead and like this ad! The cap is currently set at 3 likes but castmates are exempt from this.

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Name: Padmé Amidala 

Age: 23

Current Residence: District Delta

Desired Position(s): Designer 

Will you need training?: Not much, perhaps some sewing help here and there. 

A little something about yourself: I worked in politics before this so I can’t say I’m the most qualified for this job but my position did require a keen eye for clothing and knowledge on fashion.

Why should you be hired?: I am a diligent worker with inspiration that comes from a galaxy few of you have probably heard of. I promise my work will be unique and flattering.

          ❝ O-Our first designer aside from myself…! Oh, I am very excited to work alongside you, Miss Padmé! I’m sure your designs are beautiful and I can help you in any way possible, be it sewing or sketching or…anything! I look forward very much to seeing what you will bring to the table while working for the boutique! Welcome to Polka Dots! ❞

[ryoh-15]

ダースベイダー、アナキン、パドメ

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Guídíng Líght.

[thedarkfather-deactivated201809]

Geonosis. Obi-Wan, Anakin – Lost souls. Simply hearing her speak made pain seem to course through his body. Vader had steeled himself for years, living off of the utter fury that had resulted from all that he had lost. Yet this… this was something different — a sheerly emotional response, and one that felt entirely overwhelming, no less. This was not something he could simply block out.

This was but a mockery of his suffering.

     “I am…”

His typically sharp tongue had gone heavy, numbed by his resounding shock. Who was he? What was he? Darth Vader found himself at a loss, the wheezing sound of his own breath clouding his mind, eyesight filled by the sight of her–

     “Darth Vader.”

She had to find out; she had to understand precisely who she faced. And yet, so deeply within, the Sith Lord felt reluctant for her to come to such a realization. How cruel it was, for them to be reunited in such a way, after so much time had passed between them. With the tightening of a fist, he attempted to crush the mere feeling. He had to remind himself of where he stood.

     “Anakin is gone. I killed him.”

He could only imagine the damage his words would wreak – though that was hardly reason for him to hold back. He paused for one terrible moment, as though reflecting upon his very own actions. “He was weak.” He would have liked to think the same of his former master, though in enabling his own death, Obi-Wan had wisely avoided such consequences.

Nevertheless, all that mattered was the present.

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         ◈ ··· A SITH, SHE knew that much but the description was vague at best. The Jedi Order were secretive about their practices, to most of the galaxy they were enigmas rather than protectors. Having met two knights at a tender age the Senator knew more than most but her knowledge barely scratched the surface. She knew of dark and light and nothing in between, until now that is. Perhaps it was keen intuition or something else entirely but she sensed both in the man before her. 

         ❛ Darth Vader... ❜ 

          The Dark Lord’s title was foreign on her lips yet each syllable lingered on the tip of her tongue. He answered with such reluctance, hissing breaths deepened before the name was even uttered. Usually pride was taken in such a rank but there was no arrogance in his tone. 

         Further speculation was halted by the grim declaration. Her mind was reeling but her body responded before she could even begin to latch onto a single coherent thought. Nausea came first, forcing a hand to shield parted lips. Shuddering she could feel her knees grow weak, a response to the shock. Fighting to remain upright sheer will kept her standing. ❛  No,❜ Indignation came in the form of feeble denial. Still gathering her bearings there was little else she could bring herself to say until her turmoil reached its peak.

          ❛ You couldn’t! ❜ A raw cry had manifested from her growing vexation. Unafraid of whatever what was to come, emotion drove her forward. The shadow of a man loomed over her now but neither his size or appearance could repel her. Despite how fervent her refusal was as she reflected on her encounter with her son she became aware that she was simply denying suspicions she already knew to be true.

           ❛ Anakin wasn’t weak he was...he was... ❜ Past tense, acceptance had already crept into her speech. ❛ Tortured by what he believed to be righteous and a means to carry out this will. ❜ There was so much she had managed to keep at bay but watering eyes were telltale signs of heartbreak. ❛ He was suffering and I looked the other way. ❜ She takes a shaky breath before continuing. ❛ He was in misery, where you truly the one to relieve him of that burden? ❜ Eyes fell on darkened lenses finding his gaze through shrouded vision.

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“Oh, it’s a wonderful human holiday for people who want to celebrate their love with their significant others. At first it seemed silly to me, since that could be done every day if they wanted to. But it’s become a tradition to them and seeing how much they treasure it is so adorable.”

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         ◈ ··· ❛  I’m human but I cannot say I’m familiar with it at all... ❜ The nature of the day sounded all well and good but the reason for celebration is was brought upon her discomfort. ❛ Oh, a holiday about love. That sounds...That sounds wonderful, truly. ❜  She meant what she said but found it difficult to keep her composure given the state of her own romantic endeavors. ❛ How exactly does one celebrate this occasion? ❜

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        ◈ ··· ❛ This Valentine holiday...What is it exactly? We didn’t have such festivities on my home planet. ❜

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Sweet death take me once more. 

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3 Anakin awkward hugs and 1 that he could never give.

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" what about anakin? "

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         ❛ Anakin… ❜ With great reluctance did she goad herself into continuing.❛ Ani, he’ll always be that little boy I met on Tatooine. The look in Shmi’s eyes as she met my own, she knew her son was destined for something far greater than she could imagine and that his future was heavily entwined with my own. That is my clearest memory of that time, till this day. ❜ Recollection of humble beginnings granted a faint smile but lips only remained upturned for an instant.

          ❛ She was right, but it took me years to understand the meaning of a passing glance. Anakin was wise beyond his years yet, he was a prisoner to his own impulsivity and impatience. He knew how powerful he was and he refused to keep his talents hidden away while the galaxy decided what to do with a star that burned far too bright. In every sense of the word he was my complete and utter opposite. Perhaps…that’s why I loved him, why I still love him. ❜

          ❛ I served my people, never myself. He never cared for politics or my position for that matter. I was unknowingly a prisoner to my authority and by spending time by his side I learned that I didn’t have to be. It was only for a few hours at a time but when we were alone together I felt like a child again, without duties or a Republic to serve. It was foolish of me to be deluded in such a way but in those fleeting moments nothing felt more fitting. ❜

        ❛ We’re our best selves where young love is concerned but after it blossoms, it wilts…There was so much light in Anakin and I do believe there is little someone could do to extinguish it completely. Still, the attempt was made and it succeeded beyond a doubt. I was not blind to this growing darkness, it casted a shadow over every action he took after desperation forced his descent. I chose to be ignorant, I saw the light slipping away from him but I turned a blind eye. I didn’t want to believe it, Anakin… My Anakin, he would never let such a thing happen and he didn’t. ❜ 

          ❛ I did. ❜  Final, her words were a conclusion she had only come to after hours of deep thought. ❛ Saying nothing was as good as giving up on him. He suffered alone while I watched and when I finally realized how dire the situation had become, my words were useless. ❜ In the silence tears fell, streaming down pale cheeks, rendering the Senator unable to speak. 

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♞ … … … If there was one advantage to living in the districts, Zeta in particular, it was undoubtedly having Sector 006 just above the surface. Lush green parks and vibrant blue skies… it would nearly be considered pleasant, were he not being held in this city against his will. Still – with no way out of this place (not yet, anyway) he’d taken to wandering the parks in his space time. Gentle breezes laced with winter’s ebbing chill, beds of carefully-tended flowers swaying in the wind, the sound of grass beneath his heel and leafy trees stretched out overhead. This place was nothing like Dalmasca, with its never-ending desert and Rabanastre’s greenless city expanse, but… of all the places in the world to be, the parks of 006 were admittedly quite desirable.

In all his aimless wanderings, he’d never been more than an observer. Children running free in the fields, young couples strolling through the gardens, even the lone travellers such as himself – in silence he left them to their devices, ‘till he had his fill of these gardens and took his leave. Though today, there sat a new face by the flowerbeds he’d never seen before. Something about her brought him to a halt; something he almost wanted to deem a regal presence. While there stood a nagging desire within him to continue onward and maintain his silence, idle curiosity propelled him forth. Slowly, he approached, only to halt dead in his tracks a foot away from where she sat.

Blue eyes drifted to the flowerbed in front of her. There seemed an visible hesitance in his stance, as if he were still tempted to turn on his heel and walk away without a single word. Ultimately, however, he spoke – gaze affixed to a single white flower in the garden all the while. ❝ You look at ease. One could almost envy you. ❞ 

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         ◈ ··· THE ROYAL GARDENS of Theed were a spectacle across the galaxy. Naboo was a lush planet with much to offer in regard to plant life and flora. The Hive acted as a direct foil, all hard concrete and steel bound buildings, more like Coruscant in its fashion than anywhere else. The Senator had no qualms with the heavily populated metropolis rather it was so unlike her domain that a homesickness heavily rooted within her heart. Sector 006, a segment of the city ridden with greenery managed to ease this longing but it was only a fleeting notion. Among the bright blossoms, flaxen petals poised at her fingertips, a melancholy smile was all the former Queen could muster. There was a silent plea, wishing thriving flowers could yield genuine contentment but it was not to be.

        Grimace was hidden from prying eyes. A Senator was always under the scrutiny of the public they served, one had to be wise about which emotions they chose to show. Even in a strange new environment the old habitat kept up, a mask she wore hiding whatever she so chose. Knelt in the tall grass crimson poppies blew around her crouched frame in the oncoming breeze. It was in that instant that a single voice rang above the whistling wind. Turning towards the speaker she rose from her place on the ground, a handful of baby’s breath still clutched in her fist. Words spoken contrasted her true feelings so severely that she could do nothing but laugh. A light chuckle, a delightful sound spoiled by its sharpness.  

           ❛ Ease may be the furthest from how I feel. ❜ Absently, she picks away at the small bouquet doing away with broken stems and wilting blooms. ❛ I suppose I must have fooled you, politicians tend to do such. ❜  Kind eyes met his own at the end of what was becoming a cryptic opening statement. ❛ That wasn’t my intention, of course. You’ll have to forgive me for confusing you. ❜

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