Video 1 { Memory Share Audio/Video/Sensory VR

[resoluteandunyielding]

Amid the hundreds that suddenly appear,

a number of Padmé's own memories begin to circulate on the internet:

a video of a speech given by herself as the then twelve-year-old Theed City Supervisor about a new waterfall-water reclamation plan, an audio-only conversation between a new queen & her decoy just meeting for the first time [***], and a series of spliced together video clips of what looks like a recent trip home.

[ Last Option: Currently Plot-Locked to Skywalker Family/SW Cast ]

The most unexpected, and panic-inducing one, is realizing her wedding -- the one only attended by herself, Anakin, one Naboo Holy man, and their droids, not even a single Handmaiden -- is suddenly in those files, as well. In an alarmingly realistic VR detail. The wind whispering through the trees; the scent and the sound of the waves everywhere around them; the sun setting in the distance as they'd exchanged their vows and kissed.

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[ Available here, on Padmé's Swear-In, and for plotting at wanderlustlover.
*** = Novel sneak peek spoiler warning for Queen's Peril]

Comments

Warning for blood, death, and violence in the link.

[iminthebook]

[ Harry never means to listen the recording of two young women who sound much alike, and yet different, and both of whom sound a little Like Jane Foster.

And yet, hearing it, this thing that he now realizes is happening a lot to everyone, but a view of the mind of this person he's just met, he is stunned, and sits and stares into the distance, before he finally shuts it off.

He composes a message, and considers it, then nods and sends it. ]

I beg your pardon, Miss Amidala.

I'm afraid I came across an uploaded audio of one of your memories, and only realized what it was too late to not hear some of it. I did not intend it to impinge on your privacy.

However, as I have, I feel it only right to apologize. I am very sorry. This is where I saw it uploaded, [and a link is included] and if you see it as fair to see my own memories in turn, at least one has been uploaded here.

And he links to another memory, one that he hesitates to share, but he does not know how to do less, being who he is. That done, he sits back, hits send, and sighs.

private text;

[thecacophony]

[Unfortunately, like some other imPorts who have a begrudging truce with technology at best, Sal stumbles onto a lot of internet links by mistake. At least one of the names seem familiar.]

Some kind of audio drama floating around, or at least, that's what I thought. Reminded me of those books I'd read back home, all that subterfuge and courtly intrigue.

[Maybe a little chemistry between those two leads as well, but she keeps her fucking opinion to herself; you see, befriending nice people pays off a little...sometimes.]

Hope you aren't relying on that kind of tactic here, body doubles or whatever. There's a certain imperial spymaster I know who'd probably shit himself if his own plans were exposed like this.

[resoluteandunyielding]

[ There is a long pause of confusion, and it extends through her having to look at the new pieces to pop up on the network that day. She'd been avoiding most of it, since it wasn't her business to go prying into people's secrets. The person who warned the first day that this place liked to try and make them vulnerable, hadn't been lying. But it didn't mean she had to help it.


Even more, she did not appreciate that it was her wedding, and now Sabé.

About two or three minutes later: ]

How are they still getting these?
Is there a way to take them down yet?

[thecacophony]

I'm not sure I'm the best person to ask. When someone's wronged me, I'm the type to storm in and demand restitution in person.

[Technically, true.]

Maybe there's a more diplomatic approach to this?