( A young woman with long, curly brown hair strewn with small white blooms appears on the screen. She has two bright white wings, which make the sapphire blue of her clothing seem darker somehow. Her head is bowed and there are silent tears rolling down her cheeks. )
I must have fallen asleep. ( She brings a hand to her face, lightly touching a tear. ) It was more than that.
( That very same hand travels down and touches her stomach. Her eyes widen and she gasps. )
I had them; I named them. Does Obi-Wan have them? What about... ( Fear is something she visibly fights. She refuses to let it conquer her. ) Anakin. Does he know? Has he seen them?
He should. ( Unless... ) Would he - ( Hurt them too? ) No!
( Padmé leans her back against a tree, glancing numbly at her wings. This isn't the time to fall apart. She needs to get it together. )
My name is Padmé Amidala. I am a Senator of Naboo. Are there any Jedi here? They are amongst the few I know I can trust.
On a less important note - ( Because it needs to be asked. ) Why do I have wings?
I must have fallen asleep. ( She brings a hand to her face, lightly touching a tear. ) It was more than that.
( That very same hand travels down and touches her stomach. Her eyes widen and she gasps. )
I had them; I named them. Does Obi-Wan have them? What about... ( Fear is something she visibly fights. She refuses to let it conquer her. ) Anakin. Does he know? Has he seen them?
He should. ( Unless... ) Would he - ( Hurt them too? ) No!
( Padmé leans her back against a tree, glancing numbly at her wings. This isn't the time to fall apart. She needs to get it together. )
My name is Padmé Amidala. I am a Senator of Naboo. Are there any Jedi here? They are amongst the few I know I can trust.
On a less important note - ( Because it needs to be asked. ) Why do I have wings?
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