Padme Amidala (
functusofficio) wrote2017-10-07 07:27 pm
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ic contact. mask or menace.
"You've reached Ambassador Amidala. Office hours are between 9 am and 7 pm each day, but if those hours do not work for you I am happy to set up an appointment outside of them whenever is convenient for you. Please leave a message with your name, means of contact and details of our business and I will ensure that it is attended to as promptly as possible."
voice. video. text. drop by her office.
voice. video. text. drop by her office.
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[ Rex isn't terribly skilled at discussing matters of the heart, but the Senator hit the nail on the head with as much speed and precision as is to be expected. It's difficult for him to truly be able to describe to anyone not gifted with supernatural empathy as opposed to the empathy Senator Amidala seems to come by naturally. ]
But if we were to shy away from what gives us an advantage just because it's unpalatable, we'd have lost the war long ago. [ He sounds at least a little wry. He's well aware of the amount of people who are against the clones' involvement in the war on a moral basis, but difficult times require difficult choices. ] I'm sure it's equally as odd for you. We've heard all about your handmaidens in the 501st.
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[ Had she not seen him and his brothers together, watched them fight, observed them rest, she might not have understood how it would be difficult. But as it is -- between that, and between what he has just said, she thinks she has an idea of how very unsettling it must be for him.
She pauses, chooses her words carefully. ] War brings out many unpleasant things, it's true.
I think it is similar, though not quite the same. My handmaidens never truly shared my face -- I don't know if you've ever seen footage of the invasion of Naboo, but there's a reason the make up on the Queen is so heavy. It's needed to obscure the differences and make the Queen a monolith and symbol, rather than a single person.
[ That seems like too much to have said, even as she says it. ] But you are right that it is still odd. My handmaidens were my closest companions for most of my life. To see someone imitating me but to know that it is not them is a strange feeling.
Perhaps, here, we must not always make unpalatable choices because they are necessary.
[ There is in that sentence, unspoken, the hope she holds for him. He is from before her. What happens to him in the future, she doesn't know for certain. She has gathered that he survives, at least, but she knows enough of what has happened to know that there is no way he will survive without regrets.
She does not wish that for him, or for any of the clones. ]
Perhaps we might have some freedom from war and death, for the most part.
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There's a part of him that's aware, too, that he should greet the idea of being free from war with relief. And a part of him does. He gleans no joy from sending his men into certain death, no satisfaction out of making difficult decisions that could mean life or death for tens, dozens, even hundreds of souls.
But he likes being a soldier. He's good at it. And he's never been anything else. He doesn't think he'd be much good at being anything else.
He doesn't say that. ]
For the most part, [ he agrees instead. ] That's always been what we were fighting for anyway.
[ Maybe to ask is to ask too much but, suddenly, he finds that he wants to know. He hesitates, but pushes forwards anyway. ] But hasn't it been strange for you? Maintaining a position in political office is something that can be done in peacetime and wartime alike - [ unlike being a soldier ] - but I can only imagine that the two are incredibly different.
[ Does she like it? Or does she, like himself, find herself rudderless in an unfamiliar sea? ]