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[ When the camera turns on, there is a young, prepossessed woman of middling twenties, sitting in simple, but stately robes and her hair done in ornate loops and curls. It's taken her some time to think about how she wanted to approach this, especially after Anakin threw himself into this new network last night. Before. ]
Good morning,
My name is Padmé Amidala, and I am newly arrived here. I have been informed that I've come here before, both earlier and later in my life, as well as that I held office for a long tenure as representative for one of your cities. I do not remember the days I've spent here, and I apologize for the complications and any hurt that may arrive with that.
[ She's still very much on the fence about how much she wants to find. Torn between her ingrained training to prepare herself with as much information as possible, in case of any situation she might find herself in, and that of whether she should know all that might still be coming for her future if these other persons were indeed some version of herself she would still grow into.
The weight of a known or unknown future. Whether that changes it.
The freedom to still experience her to-come tribulations and triumphs first hand. ]
I do welcome contact from anyone who knew me in times before. I understand that it will take time and will require much delicacy, but I would very much like to hear from you if you are willing. I would also love to learn as much as I can about the governance of this new world that it sounds as I was very passionate about.
[ Again, and always. Drawn to that stage. To the representation and protection of others.
But now to somewhere that wasn't Naboo, or for Naboo, that wasn't remembered, but somewhere, somewhen, she'd forged a deep enough connection to this place, that she rose to challenge of serving these people of as her own, too, even if she couldn't remember those circumstances that lead her to such feelings.]
Good morning,
My name is Padmé Amidala, and I am newly arrived here. I have been informed that I've come here before, both earlier and later in my life, as well as that I held office for a long tenure as representative for one of your cities. I do not remember the days I've spent here, and I apologize for the complications and any hurt that may arrive with that.
[ She's still very much on the fence about how much she wants to find. Torn between her ingrained training to prepare herself with as much information as possible, in case of any situation she might find herself in, and that of whether she should know all that might still be coming for her future if these other persons were indeed some version of herself she would still grow into.
The weight of a known or unknown future. Whether that changes it.
The freedom to still experience her to-come tribulations and triumphs first hand. ]
I do welcome contact from anyone who knew me in times before. I understand that it will take time and will require much delicacy, but I would very much like to hear from you if you are willing. I would also love to learn as much as I can about the governance of this new world that it sounds as I was very passionate about.
[ Again, and always. Drawn to that stage. To the representation and protection of others.
But now to somewhere that wasn't Naboo, or for Naboo, that wasn't remembered, but somewhere, somewhen, she'd forged a deep enough connection to this place, that she rose to challenge of serving these people of as her own, too, even if she couldn't remember those circumstances that lead her to such feelings.]