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( In complete opposition of her last entry on the network, Padmé is dressed plainly. Her hair is gathered into a simple bun and the only addition to her white shirt and pants are her wings, of course, which are as brilliant white as always. She steps out onto one of the Luceti streets, heading for the forest at a quick stride. )
I am doing what I can to strengthen myself, but there is only so much that I can teach myself. I had tutors of all sorts when I was in office. They taught me how to defend myself and I haven't forgotten those lessons. Still, it would be easier if I had someone to work with.
( She stops in front of one tree, which has something like a dummy hanging from it. )
The sensitivity in my wings doesn't go away, but I'm getting used to it. ( As she talks, she wraps what look like bandages around her knuckles. She then proceeds to hit, kick, punch, dodge and do everything in her power to pretend the dummy is an enemy that she must evade at all costs. ) This is...a...good...stress release!
( Only when she has worn herself out does she step back and brush the stray strands of hair out of her eyes. )
I know there's a gym, but I like being...outside. ( Taking a deep breath and moving to lean her back against the tree trunk, Padmé looks up at the sky. ) I've always liked being outside.
I am doing what I can to strengthen myself, but there is only so much that I can teach myself. I had tutors of all sorts when I was in office. They taught me how to defend myself and I haven't forgotten those lessons. Still, it would be easier if I had someone to work with.
( She stops in front of one tree, which has something like a dummy hanging from it. )
The sensitivity in my wings doesn't go away, but I'm getting used to it. ( As she talks, she wraps what look like bandages around her knuckles. She then proceeds to hit, kick, punch, dodge and do everything in her power to pretend the dummy is an enemy that she must evade at all costs. ) This is...a...good...stress release!
( Only when she has worn herself out does she step back and brush the stray strands of hair out of her eyes. )
I know there's a gym, but I like being...outside. ( Taking a deep breath and moving to lean her back against the tree trunk, Padmé looks up at the sky. ) I've always liked being outside.
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