#nr.8

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Yoko Ono, A Hole To See The Sky Through (1971), Steidl – Göttingen (Germany), Card, nd.

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♡ Nr.8

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Return Gown Naboo

Another of Amidala's traveling gowns, the somber outfit recognized her people's flight from Naboo. It was made with dark purple velvet pieces that were fastened on and folded back to reveal colorful flashes of the purple silk underdress. The outer sleeves were made of cerlin. Her headdress combined an antique tiara, a mauve hair veil made of chersilk, and criss-crossed drapa bindings. She wore it as she returned to retake her homeworld from Trade Federation, and again at the funeral of Qui-Gon Jinn.

(Via Wookieepedia)

Padmé's Masterlist

[human-encounters-diary]

Day 8

Doubts regarding whether or not the Terran liked me where certainly and indisputably diminished at the beginning of the next cycle.

Quinn seemed to have predicted my intention of speaking to her as soon as possible, given that she sought me out shortly after the new cycle had begun. She was walking towards me in a rather strange manner, faster than normal walking, practically jumping with small flying phases in between taking the next step. I could not discern the purpose it was supposed to serve, but I was not given time to put too much thought into it.

She bared her teeth at me once again, although this time I did not recoil. One of her hands hit me languidly slightly above the juncture where my first pair of legs joined my upper body. I was uncertain what this gesture was supposed to convey. Was it an attack? Was she trying to notify me of an imminent danger approaching?

"I wanna show you something", she informed me. She waved her hand from my direction towards her body, which, if I inferred correctly out of the previous records, was supposed to signify me to follow her.

I trailed after her, letting her lead me to the emergency in question. As it turned out, there was no immediate emergency. The Terran came to a halt in front of one of the few windows built into the outer layer of the SIIR Noxos. She pointed to it as I joined her side, leaving a (as I aimed) respectful distance between the two of us. I followed her extended arm with my visual organs, ending up staring out of the window. 

I blinked. If there was an immediate threat outside the window in close proximity, I was not able to glimpse it. The human spoke up: "It‘s beautiful, isn‘t it?"

She had sunken to the floor, a rather alarming sight at first, but she seemed unharmed. 

I searched for an appropriate response, but in the end, I simply answered: "I suppose. Although my species does not linger in the beauty of transient things."

The human‘s face morphed into a grimace of displeasure. "Then what‘s the point in life?"

"My species believes that there is more to life than oneself, and that intelligent life is supposed to be dedicated to the exploration of science.", I eludicated.

"Hm. I guess y‘all aren‘t too different from some humans. Y‘know, we humans have the phrase 'Appreciate the little things'. I mean, the universe isn‘t exactly small, but…it‘s definitely nice to look at." "I suppose", I repeated.

I lowered myself onto the floor as well, as it seemed appropriate. I gazed upon the universe outside the window. I suppose there was something quite beautiful about it. 

Eventually, I broke the silence.

"May I ask a question?", I requested, careful not to be impolite. 

"Yeah, sure", she answered.

"I watched the video recording of your work in Sector 3, simply to control your work, and you…seemingly began to sing? While continuing to work? I am merely trying to understand the reasoning behind this. Does it serve a religious or cultural purpose?You were not bored by your task, were you?" My front pliers rattled quietly. Something about the thought of the human being bored made me…rather uneasy. Perhaps it was due to my mind imagining what the human might come up with to pass the time in case of boredom.

The Terran blew air out of her nostrils rather aggressively, but there were no other signs of irritation.

"Oh, no", she answered. "No, it‘s actually just because…well, my dad taught me everything he knows about handling machines, so when I used to help him out in the workshop in the afternoons, and we‘d be like…fixing a car engine or whatever, we always used to turn up the radio and sing along. It was kind of our thing. So nowadays, when I‘m working on something, I might start singing. Not out of boredom, just a habit."

"Your…dad.", I repeated, uncertain what that term was supposed to mean. 

She looked at me in a indiscernible manner. "Yeah, my father, my parent, whatever you wanna call it."

"I apologize. I was unfamiliar with that term.", I stated.

"Oh. Sure."

She opened her mouth once again to say: "Y‘know, um…I mainly just wanted to show you this and also thank you, y‘know, for…giving me something to work on."

"It was my pleasure. I admit I might have given you a rather simple task to begin with, but that was merely because, while the Vitrichl stated you were competent, he and I have…differentiating views on the word 'competent'."

She bared her teeth once again, although shortly, before raising to her full height and, for some inexplicable reason patting down her clothes as if to remove any dust, although her clothing was perfectly clean.

"Well, Cap wants to see me again today, so, I guess I‘ll see ya tomorrow."

"Indeed.", I retorted.

Without another word, she turned and waved one of her hands behind her as if to signal her departure.

[irathgo]

Lashing Out

@confortember2020

Nova could feel the anger rising through his body like a heatwave.  His hands balled into tight fists as he slowly stepped forward.

“Nova” Gale said through clenched teeth “Don’t do this”

“Don’t do this?” Nova asked in a low growl “DON’T DO THIS?  You bloody started this, so don’t tell me not to do it!”

Max flinched as he listened to his brothers.  Nova been agitated and jumpy and worse than even since the mission they forced him to work with the girls.  He hasn’t forgiven any of them for that.  

“Dammit Nova, would just stop being asshole for just a second and let us talk about this?”

“NO!” Nova scream and Gale took a step back.  Power rose from Nova’s body like steam.  He pressed a hand against his chest, right where he was shot as pain flashed over his expression.

“Nova, don’t fight me over this”

“Just STOP!” Nova snapped “I cannot take this anymore!  I’m not stupid, I know what’s going on.  I know I lost time.  You don’t have to keep on reminding me about that!”

“That’s not what I’m doing”

“Yes, it is!  Do you think I’m blind or something?  I know Amilia saved my life, but I cannot remember it, so it doesn’t count for me at the moment”

“Then just listen to me, you moron!” Gale snapped, starting to lose his own temper “This is not about her saving your life.  This is about you not being ready to go out on your own yet!”

“Screw you, Gale” Nova growled, hands clenching into even tighter fists “You have no idea what I’m ready for”

“Do you want me to call Dad and make him force you?  Because he will side with me on this and you know that”

“Don’t you dare...  Don’t you bloody dare...”

For a moment nothing happened and then Nova shot forward, tackling Gale to the ground.  Max let out a groan.  This was not going to end well for any of them.  They were going to hurt each other, or break the house, again.

***

Amilia shook her head as she heard a crash outside the police station.  What kind of idiot causes trouble right in front of a place where she or her sisters might be?

Pulling her hand trouble her hair she walked outside, just in time to see something slam into the street right in front of her.

Dust filled the air and she heard someone groan, her eyes flickered towards where the projectile came from and noticed a shadowed figure landing in the street.  

A growl sounded from right in front of her and as the dust settled she could make out another figure that slowly turned into Nova, with blood running down the side of his head and dirt all over his clothes.

Nova did not even glance at her as he wiped the blood away and shot forward.  

The other figure turned out to be his brother Gale and behind him Max appeared.  Both of them looked to be in the same shape as Nova, beaten and dirty.

As Amilia watched, Nova grabbed Gale and shot up into the air.  After a few second she could see Gale’s hand going around Nova throat and the two crashed back into the ground, Nova beneath his brother, hands holding Gale’s wrist.  

Within second, Nova twisted, hooked one leg over Gale’s shoulder and threw his brother off his, ripping his hand from his throat.  

Max joined in and the fight escalated.

Amilia frowned.  If she did not do anything about this, the three of them were going to destroy the city.  

Taking a deep breath, she shot forward, stopping between the three.  She lifted her hands, stopping Nova, Gale and Max’s attacks.  

“That’s enough” she snapped, glaring at them “What on earth do you think you’re doing?  Are you trying to destroy the city?”

“Get out of my way, Princess” Nova growled, hands balled into fists.

When Amilia looked over at him, she could see power rising from his skin like smoke.  

“No” Amilia said turning towards him “I’m not going to allow the three of you to just do what you want.  Not while I am here to stop you.  So you need to back off”

Nova growled and shot forward.  

Something in his eyes, made Amilia think that he was not thinking completely straight at the moment.  There was something wrong with his expression.  

Amilia caught his attack without a problem.  There was no power behind it, almost like he was trying to hold back, not to hurt her.

“Nova stop this” she said softly.

“Move out of my way, Amilia” he hissed “I don’t want to do hurt you”

Amilia shook her head.  “You know I cannot do that”

Nova glared at her and for a moment his attention shifted to Gale that stood behind her.  She took the chance grabbed Nova’s shoulder and threw him towards the warehouse that stood on the other side of the street.  

Turning towards Gale and Max, she narrowed her eyes at them.  “Do not move from that spot or I will have my sisters rip you a new one” she snapped before fly up into the air and after Nova.  

Nova slowly got to his feet, pressing a hand against his head.  It was throbbing painfully and after Amilia yeeted him without a second thought, through a building and into an iron pillar, it was even worse.  He did not expect her to do something like that, so she caught him by surprise.  

Just as he stood up, Amilia landed in front of him.  

“If you attack me again” she said before he could say anything “I swear I will throw you through another building.  Do you understand me?”

Nova paused, slowly taking a step back.  He did not want to fight her.  Well not today.  Today his sights were set on his brothers.  One way or another he was going to pummel them to the ground.

“Then get out of my way” he said.

Amilia shook her head.  “No, I cannot do that.  I cannot let you and your brothers fight inside the city, you will destroy everything”

“What we do are none of your business, Princess” he snarled and for a moment he could have sworn everything around him blurred.

“If you cause trouble in the city, it becomes my problem”

“Don’t interfere!” Nova snarled.  

“NOVA” Amilia snapped and stepped forward “This is not the time for you to start lashing out at everyone”

His hands balled into fists and he looked away from her.

“Then what?” he asked, voice level as he looked back at her “What should I do because there’s nothing else.  I have gaps in my memories, things that doesn’t make any sense and all I ever get out of anyone is, don’t worry about it and everything will be fine.  Well it’s NOT”

Amilia blinked as she looked at him and then breathed out.  “Didn’t they tell you what happened?”

“Some of it”

“Then did you think that maybe they are trying to spare you some painful memory?”

“Why?  

“Because they care about you.  And maybe they just want to forget about it themselves”

Nova blinked again as his vision blurred even worse.  The pain in his chest was coming back.  Right at the point where he got shot.  What the hell did he get himself into?

After a moment he just sat down, allowing his legs to fold beneath him.  He swore softly beneath his breath.  

“I cannot believe then I needed you to talk sense into me” he growled under his breath

Amilia smiled, tilting her head slightly.  This was the second time she saw him after the gunshot incident.  He did look slightly better than before, but still not like his normal self.  

“That’s not true” she said “You just needed another perspective, since you’re not listening to your brothers”

Nova snorted and pressed his hand again his head.  By now his head were pounding.  

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