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lucetilogs2014-08-10 06:47 pm
padme_amidala) wrote in lucetilogs2014-08-10 06:47 pm
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Who: Anakin and Padmé
What: A very determined Senator is chasing the Jedi she loves best.
When: A week ago.
Where: The farm.
Summary: Love isn't easy.
Rating: PG-13 for darker themes.
The woman who had infinite patience for her people fought herself for days in order to leave her husband to his thoughts. Every morning she woke, expecting to find him beside her and every night she only managed to fall asleep once she had thoroughly exhausted herself. Exhaustion was the only thing that gave her a respite from constantly imagining Anakin suffering alone.
However the time finally came when she couldn't stand to be away from him for a moment longer. She briefly collected her thoughts, cloaked herself - for anonymity - and left the house. Her steps took her through the village streets as silently as a ghost. The first place she visited was the farm where she knew Anakin would throw himself into work to forget his pain.
They shared that trait.
Pausing in the middle of the odds and ends, she kept her silence. Calling his name might give her away - he was trying to stay away from her, after all - yet that was probably a lost cause. The Force would inform him of her presence.
Suppressing a sigh, she moved around one robot and then another, holding her cloak close to her body. As the sun set, she looked more and more like a shadow moving independently of the fading light.
What: A very determined Senator is chasing the Jedi she loves best.
When: A week ago.
Where: The farm.
Summary: Love isn't easy.
Rating: PG-13 for darker themes.
The woman who had infinite patience for her people fought herself for days in order to leave her husband to his thoughts. Every morning she woke, expecting to find him beside her and every night she only managed to fall asleep once she had thoroughly exhausted herself. Exhaustion was the only thing that gave her a respite from constantly imagining Anakin suffering alone.
However the time finally came when she couldn't stand to be away from him for a moment longer. She briefly collected her thoughts, cloaked herself - for anonymity - and left the house. Her steps took her through the village streets as silently as a ghost. The first place she visited was the farm where she knew Anakin would throw himself into work to forget his pain.
They shared that trait.
Pausing in the middle of the odds and ends, she kept her silence. Calling his name might give her away - he was trying to stay away from her, after all - yet that was probably a lost cause. The Force would inform him of her presence.
Suppressing a sigh, she moved around one robot and then another, holding her cloak close to her body. As the sun set, she looked more and more like a shadow moving independently of the fading light.
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"She needs time. You need time." her voice was forcefully steady, "I believe in both of you. And, until you make amends, I will love you."
Her stubborn, too strong for her own good daughter and her stubborn, too strong for his own good husband would find a path to meet...and connect.
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Before learning about his future he’d believed there would always be hope, a way for things to work out right. But his future was too bleak; there was no hope in all of that. And he couldn’t look at his daughter and pretend everything would eventually work out, he couldn’t delude himself about that. All he would be doing was delaying the heartache.
But he held onto Padmé because her arms comforted him. He needed to hear he was loved over and over again until he could convince himself he deserved it. That was a long way off still.
“You shouldn’t be here. You should go back.”
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"I can't imagine how much pain you feel, Ani. I'm not going to pretend I do." but she knew it was the sort of pain that left a permanent scar even when it was healed, "Even so, there is nothing you can say that will keep me from you."
For one desperate moment, she pressed close, breathing in his scent. She needed this - perhaps not as much as him - but her heart ached for it - and the pain was all too familiar.
"I'll come here. You deserve to stay where you are most comfortable." she stepped back and rested her hands on his chest, "And if you need anything, call for me over the journals."
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Even so, his hand caught Padmé’s before she withdrew it to maintain this fleeting connection. He knew if he spoke he would cave and beg her to stay.
He nodded and then let go of her hand.