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TDM #17


« « « TEST DRIVE MEME » » »

« « « ALL ON DISPLAY

It's discouraging to think how many people are shocked by honesty and how few by deceit. Yet, solace is found in the lies we tell each other, comforted by the peace of knowing that we're not alone in our depravity, and once on this path, sin itself becomes the lesser of two evils masked in a cloud of normalcy.

This is how Duplicity has functioned since the beginning. The divide of power and social standing is overt in that Dominants influence the decisions made both publicly and privately while Submissives cater to the rules presented to them. It is the way of Duplicity to assign random designations at birth with no leeway in altering what has been given. Climate in the Up is far stricter than that of the Down; violating outlined personas for a Dominant or Submissive while in full view of others is punished by degree of infraction. In the Down, many tend to turn a blind eye to these sorts of offenses.

To counteract the discovery of the Deceit Gene – a natural "negative" response to all stimuli – the L.I.E.S. program was founded. The program had been designed to introduce new subjects to the current environment and test for the Deceit Gene through immersion in Duplicity's standing society. Sexual impulses and encounters increase the chances of detecting the gene within these individuals. Participants are typically released from L.I.E.S. after a year; however, results have remained unsatisfactory and testing still continues.

... and you're here! Finally! Welcome to Duplicity.

After choosing a door and stepping through to the other side, the first thing that greets you are the enthusiastic faces of people in medical scrubs and pristine lab coats. Their enthusiasm translates to eagerness as they strip you of your clothes to perform a thorough examination—you will be healed, bathed, and given a clear plastic top and pants along with clear plastic boots to wear until your items can be processed and delivered to your residence later in the evening. You are also given a device that accesses the network as well as the time and location of orientation.

If you enter Duplicity into the Up, congratulations! You're a Dominant, which means you are immediately picked up by a limo after processing and taken to your high rise. Here, it is two Dominants per floor with separate apartments. If you enter Duplicity into the Down, congratulations! You're a Submissive, which means you are directed towards public transportation with the address of the motel you'll be living in. Here, it is two Submissives per room with a shared common space for all rooms.

Enjoy your free time until orientation! Participation is mandatory by all new and old arrivals.

The weather is rather wet and rainy. Very, very rainy.




» » » ALL ABOARD




It's time for the monthly Duplicity train tour. Seats are in pairs and randomly assigned to Dominants and Submissives alike. Traveling from Fiddler's Square, the train journeys through various parts of the Up, showcasing society and examples of lifestyle. Along the way, frequent stops are made; a variety of passengers can be seen exiting and entering the doors. A Dominant with a kneeling Submissive takes a seat near the front of the train at one stop. A small group of Submissives board and sit closer to the LIERS at another, all seemingly content in their roles. As the tour continues through the Up, the train passes close to the Market and White Wall Bridge and zips by North Park before heading into the Down and bypassing Red Wall Bridge and South Park.

The train makes a "final" stop at Riddler's Square, where inhabitants of the Down are instructed to return to their temporary housing. Those who live in the Up are permitted to stay on the train and revisit the same locations while returning.



« « « RAIN RAIN GO AWAY


(cw: aphro, dub-con, violence, marking)

Ice and chilly weather have begun to give way to rain instead, with overcast skies and dark clouds a seemingly constant sight. While the overabundance of rain is an annoyance and comes with the usual series of problems, such as leaky ceilings, mold growth, and gutters or storm drains overflowing, this time the rain carries with it another problem altogether. A weather advisory warning is broadcast to every device, as well as on news networks and radio. The rain, at least for a few days, is not ordinary rain. Whether you're in the Up or the Down, when the water hits clothing it eats away at it. The more water it absorbs, the more the material disintegrates until the wearer is left naked.

When the rain comes in contact with skin (or is ingested) the effects seem to differ depending on where you are in Duplicity. In the Up, it's relatively harmless and merely has an aphrodisiac effect, leaving individuals feeling hot and bothered, more sociable and touchy feely.

Those in the Down, however, are not so lucky. As the rain seeps through the soil from the Up, it ends up laced with toxins, causing a range of less pleasant side effects for anyone unfortunate enough to come into contact with it. Aside from the aphrodisiac, those who get caught in the rain may develop an uncomfortable, itchy rash, leaving them looking rather spotty for a few days. Those who can't resist scratching at themselves will find a newfound pleasure to the relief it brings and start to crave the feeling or sight of similar marks. In worst case scenarios, individuals will become addicted to marking themselves and others, perhaps even to the point of breaking skin.

Effects may last for several hours after exposure and will stack with repeated exposures. In all cases, getting off will bring temporary relief but will not alleviate the symptoms entirely.

Plastic coverings seem to be unaffected by the rain and, as word spreads, the Natives in Duplicity form a mad rush buying up umbrellas. Unless a character is lucky, they may find themselves unable to purchase - or even borrow - one. Theft of umbrellas becomes widespread in the Down, often escalating to violence, and even the Up isn't safe from thugs trying to steal and resell this suddenly hot commodity.

There's another side to all of this, however. Due to the shortage of umbrellas, it isn't uncommon to see Dom/Sub pairs sharing umbrellas together. If anything, it's encouraged as a means to strengthen their bond. Enterprising Subs and Doms alike may even sell their "services" to escort individuals who would otherwise end up soaked.



« « « SUPPLEMENTAL INCOME


(cw: substance abuse, altered states, coercion, fluids, physical body changes)


A new "holistic" pharma company named SQuIRT is opening up in Duplicity and is paying a pretty penny for people to trial run their new line of supplements. These supplements are supposed to increase a person's vitality and energy levels, but the side effects are what the company is really looking out for.

Some of the side effects aren't so bad and could include:
  • Prolonged erections
  • Lactation in both men and women
  • Size enlargement of breasts or genitals
  • Copious amounts of ejaculate or sexual fluids
  • Sudden interest in previously unexplored kinks

While others might find their own reaction to be a little more severe:
  • Shrinkage of breasts, genitals, or entire being
  • Inability to cum
  • Uncontrollable hair growth or hair loss
  • Temporary loss of one or more senses
  • Spontaneous weeping

Subjects must take the supplements for at least a week, otherwise they'll receive no compensation for their troubles. All new arrivals will find themselves automatically enrolled in these trials, whether they want to be or not, and expected to report to the clinic. Of course they don't have to take the supplements, but the payout is certainly enticing, especially for those unfortunate enough to be branded Submissives.



« « « STICKY FINGERS


(cw: violence)

Crime runs rampant in the Down as always but now, with the nastier side effects of the rain creating an ongoing problem, some unsavory types are sneaking their way into the Up where the effects aren't so hazardous.

The result is an uptick in crime in places that are usually considered safe. Be careful how you carry yourself - and your valuables. Those who look like easy pickings may find their pockets empty. Cameras in public areas are being vandalized as well, while homes and businesses are seeing a rise in graffiti. Most of the graffiti is merely obscene, but some is outright seditious. Good luck explaining the latter to the authorities if you happen to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.

One of the smaller gangs that has a presence in the Down is taking particular advantage of the rain's disruption to expand their territory into the Up. Known as the Bulldogs, their members are young men and they have a reputation for violent muggings and assaults - mainly targeting Submissives. They loiter in groups near the train and the elevator between the Up and the Down to ambush the alone and unwary. At night, they also prey on those walking home from bars or clubs who may not fully have their wits about them.

In addition to beating up their victims for money, some of the Bulldogs are engaging in an informal competition over who can steal the most umbrellas - with bonus points awarded for whatever else they feel like. LIERs are worth double points by default, so watch out!



« « « MOD & OOC NOTES


Please read carefully.

On each Test Drive Meme, there will be a section noting character roles; these will vary each TDM. On an IC level, characters will still have gone through the doors but assignments OOCly are still randomized. When applying, there is a section of the application that denotes whether the character chooses "left" or "right". When participating on the TDM, there will be a third option. Players may link either a top level or a thread (five or more comments from their character) from the TDM and title the link as "Door Pass". This means that the player is choosing to take the designation that they were randomly assigned on the TDM, rather than taking the designation of a door. If the player decides to select a door rather than use the pass, then they are trying their luck; they may get the same designation they had on the TDM or the opposite. Once the application is submitted, players can't change their choice.

To assign roles to characters for this TDM, use the following guide:

Players can choose whether to assign their character as a Dominant or Submissive on this TDM for the Door Pass for March Applications only. For May's Application round, threads started here may be used as samples however they will not be eligible for a Door Pass in May. Characters will need to use a thread from May's TDM, using those Door Pass rules, for an application after the March round.

To Note: Characters can only swap their designation for one of the following reasons: an event occurs that allows it or there are OOC reasons that make it a necessity. Any swap always requires mod approval and each character can only ever switch once. Characters that are being reapped will keep their previous designation but players can choose to use new TDMs with different designations for fun!

THERE WILL BE NO APPLICATION ROUND IN APRIL

Please remember to mark any necessary content, and have a good time!!




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betterworld: ᱬ end game. ❚ (Default)

[personal profile] betterworld 2021-04-05 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
[ A little awkward is better than nothing at all. Wanda very nearly types that out, a sharp edge of bitterness cutting through everything else she's feeling about this strange, sudden situation she finds herself in. But she refrains, if only because she has no interest in explaining herself.

Although she can't help but wonder: is Pietro alive in Billy's world? Does that version of her not only have children but also her own twin, breathing and whole without whatever brought him back here?

Surely there's no term for feeling jealous over oneself, but Wanda certainly feels that right now, a burning resentment towards some alternate her. ]


You're all on a team as well?
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[personal profile] hisfathersimage 2021-04-05 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
Luke's fingers twitch at the gloves, wishing he had his own. The synth skin is intact right now, but it tears easier than he'd like and it's easier to keep the mechanism covered up.

Then the Force screams.

It's not pain, it doesn't have pain, but whatever is being done, the Force is acutely aware of things being changed. But then the plastic shifts and colour flushes and he's not on display for everyone, so he doesn't really care what's doing it.

"Thank you." He certainly feels a lot better.
democratically: (rots ; seated)

[personal profile] democratically 2021-04-05 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
It would be the name that tied her to her own family, to her mother and father, her sister and nieces. Amidala would likely lead to her rise as princess of Theed, and later queen of Naboo. Further still as senator, but Naberrie is her true self, hidden away from the public world.

She gives a little shake of her head, trying to follow, but there are several key pieces of information missing.

"What does Leia have to do with it?" It may be clear as glass for him, but it is as clear as mud to her. It is a swirl of information though. Anakin had been a Jedi General, of course, and Obi-Wan his Master, although she pauses over the Ben portion of it. And Leia- adoptive parents? He had spoken of her only as a princess, senator, rebel leader, but... "Is she...?"
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[personal profile] hisfathersimage 2021-04-05 05:05 am (UTC)(link)
Luke isn't used to advertising their relationship yet. He prefers to check with Leia before he tells people, but this situation is so far from 'usual' as to be meaningless. "She's my twin sister. We met when we were nineteen and she sent a message to an Obi-Wan Kenobi asking for his help. I ended up with the droids carrying the message. We went to save her, she ended up saving us, it was a thing."

He looks away, to his hands in his lap. "We found out last year. That we're twins. Ben never had a chance to tell us and Yoda... chose not to, which I can't entirely blame him for." If he'd carried that knowledge to Bespin, he would've doomed them both. "So she's Leia Organa and I'm Luke Skywalker and I don't think either us quite knows how to handle telling people."
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[personal profile] gwenzelle 2021-04-05 05:14 am (UTC)(link)
You're tempting fate, saying stuff like that out here. [ not that she actually sounds concerned, but she does peek left, then right, as if she's looking to see if anyone overheard him. ] Next thing you know, some boujie club owner from this side of the city is going to try recruiting you to be their next big star.

[ she's joking, but she's only- half joking. there's way more truth to the statement than she's letting on, but she's pretty sure he's already gotten a good enough read on the city to see that on his own without her specifying. plus, she's not sure she's ready to get into that deep of a discussion just yet. not right now, not out in the rain.

it's easy to move on from that thought though, once he brings up shopping to buy clothes where she does. it throws her off guard, but only because her clothes haven't ever attracted any kind of attention that made her think she needed a game plan for a moment like this. it feels shitty to try and lie to him about it, but it's not like the truth is even all that believable, and it's also not something she exactly wants to lead with during this ( second ) first impression.

so instead! she'll just breeze right on by that part of what he said like she maybe didn't even catch on to the fact that he's noticed her clothes are still fully intact. she even shifts the focus even more by letting go of the umbrella finally, but only so she can slip her arm through his, very casually, before urging him to follow her with a small tug. dum de dum nothing to see here~
]

Pervy weather? Not so much. But it definitely isn't out of the ordinary for the city to cause something incredibly embarrassing to happen to all of us. They always seem to find cute new ways to be really intrusive, all the time. And not just in the obvious, um, quota way.

[ she rolls her eyes, but looks a little apologetic after - if he's new to the city, she shouldn't be so blasé about it. she knows that. someone being able to track their sex habits is almost insane enough to be funny, but not being given the chance to give consent and have control over the situation? definitely not something she's just come to terms with, even after being here for so long. so she knows she shouldn't be acting so casual about it, but the alternative is.. what? get mad? again? more? she could do that, sure. there are times she still does feel actively frustrated and angered by everything about this place. but right now?

right now she's more interested in just working off of whatever energy dick decides to give her, which right now happens to be... pretty positive? or maybe she's still just too damn happy to see him to register much beyond that.

and the rain certainly isn't helping
]

You were assigned housing, right? In the Down? We're not too far from the train station, but maybe we should pick you up a shirt somewhere along the way.
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[personal profile] democratically 2021-04-05 05:31 am (UTC)(link)
Twin. Not just one child, but twins? Yet it only brings even more questions to her. Why? Even if she had passed, and something had happened to Anakin, her own family in Navi would have taken them in. She has no doubt of that. There must be something that she is missing, that she can’t see. If Obi-Wan and Yoda knew... Does Obi-Wan know now?

“Bail,” she supplements, wondering how he had gotten involved. Bail, who- but she pushes that information away, as it is a conversation to be had with another. Padmé hesitates a moment, before moving to reach out and lay a hand over his. “You- what you say is unexpected, but not unwelcome. It’s a surprise, your existence, but you do share a remarkable resemblance to Anakin. We had never- we wed, and then each had our duties in the war. Anakin to the Jedi and myself to the Republic. What lays after...”

Well. The evidence seems to be before her, even if that means... Just what transpires?
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[personal profile] hisfathersimage 2021-04-05 05:42 am (UTC)(link)
He hasn't told her the big thing. He won't. He already knows that, sitting here now, he won't tell her of his father's fate. It seems too cruel to drop that knowledge on someone.

"Yeah. Bail and Breha. I never met them, but they sound like pretty great parents." Leia's only ever spoken of them with love.

He looks at her hand on his and for a moment, he remembers Leia's hand on his after Ben's death. He'd been young and selfish, but her kindness had meant a lot at the time. "I was born at the end of the war. We were. It's weird, I know now that I'm older than Leia, but I always thought I was a couple of days younger until Ben told me the truth." Leia had their actual birthday. Luke, whisked away across the galaxy, had been given one slightly later to further hide them both. "I'm sorry. That you're finding this stuff out from me, here, now."
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[personal profile] lightwoodnephilim 2021-04-05 06:39 am (UTC)(link)
It's complicated. They have a lot of power.
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[personal profile] blessmefather 2021-04-05 07:20 am (UTC)(link)
[ Matt knows the answer down to the day. He hadn't stopped counting and praying for a light at the end of the tunnel. They are coming up on two years of missing everyone at home, two years worth of clients they had wanted to help, two years of laughing with Karen over cheap coffee. And now Foggy can't remember a single minute of those two years.

Matt puts down the sandwich ingredients, and after a quick wipe of his hands, he goes to the fridge to fetch a beer bottle. He offers it to Foggy and nods in the direction of the tiny dinner table.
]

You better sit down.
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[personal profile] unpragmatic 2021-04-05 07:56 am (UTC)(link)
Anakin wonders at all those feelings. Luke doesn't feel like the disciplined Jedi of Anakin's time; he wasn't raised in the Temple, after all. But Anakin, who can't possibly know that, wonders. It's hard to sort out all the feelings he gets from Luke. He's used to being recognised at home, but here...? How would this other Jedi know who he is?

This man, probably close to his own age, fights like a Jedi. Well, not exactly. But he uses techniques he couldn't possibly have learned anywhere else. Is he from the future where there are no more Jedi, save whoever survives to teach him? (Anakin might be able to guess that it's Obi-Wan just because he knows Obi-Wan lives, at least for awhile. But that might not make sense. Surely others survive. Rey found a teacher, after all.)

"You didn't grow up a Jedi," Anakin says, more a musing statement than a question. "Neither did I. Or...I wasn't found when I was very young. I like to think that didn't hinder my ability to learn."

It didn't, though the swirling emotions he'd held inside himself for so many years might have.

"But you certainly seem to have learned something from your Jedi training. That was a little...unorthodox. But getting the job done sometimes matters more than how you get there."

Anakin has become much more self-aware now that he knows so much of the future, but that doesn't stop some troubling things, like that ends justifies the means business, from lingering in his mind until he says them aloud. He doesn't mean anything dark by it, though; his word choice could use some help, probably.
hisfathersimage: (Shocked to silence)

[personal profile] hisfathersimage 2021-04-05 08:22 am (UTC)(link)
There's no lightsaber at his hip (the city hadn't seen fit to provide it when it gave him his own clothes) but his hand shifts as though there should be. "I was nineteen when I first started learning. I was twenty two before I was actually trained in any real capacity."

Far too old. Too dangerous. But all they had had. It's not always a nice feeling to think back on it.

He's biting back a lot of words, a lot of thoughts. His emotions are fairly easily read, but his thoughts are more carefully guarded after his last run in with Vader. His emotions are just all over the place and thus possibly hard to get a grasp on.
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[personal profile] transgressings 2021-04-05 04:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[ There is no real opportunity for her to acknowledge or mourn the loss of certain articles of clothing along the way, for something about this calls back instantly to those times when she was a young girl, daring and heedless of inadvertently getting the hem of her dress wet as she and her childhood friend Mina splashed through puddles together. Once she lets herself experience the freedom of it, the run is short and bearable, especially with the security of a hand grasped tight in her own.

Inside the darkened interior of the house — for she has not moved to turn on any of the lights yet — she can hear the rain beating relentlessly against the windows, falling in sheets, and he is silhouetted even in the shadows, as she listens to her own light pants of breath, to his. Her own dress has dissolved midway up her legs, the sheer fabric of her stockings beneath clinging to her calves in mere strips, and her gaze drifts over his face, seemingly more daring now that they are secluded together, tucked away in a dry, warm space. ]


Yes, I shudder to think what sort of state we would have been left in without it. [ Her voice has dropped, low and still sounding as though she is trying to slow her breaths, and the umbrella in question slips from her grasp to fall to the floor, spinning like a top before listing to one side.

On sudden impulse, she reaches up to sweep fingers against a few curls straying across his forehead, nudging them back with all of the rest. For a moment it is silent between them, save the rain. ]
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[personal profile] patientman 2021-04-05 04:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"When I left, it was 2376." He opens both beers and offers one to Kirk before settling in on his sofa. "Might not be what you want to hear, but so it goes. As a doctor, I can assert that time travel is the leading cause of truly spectacular headaches."
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[personal profile] democratically 2021-04-05 05:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Padmé would consider Bail to be one of her most trusted friends, as he had been a mentor to her in the beginning. Without him, her story may well have ended beneath the ruins of a demolitioned building, led astray by a over-ridden droid. Yet what need is there for such secrecy? To hide her apparent children and keep them apart, unaware of each other, to tell them nothing at all about each other.

Had something gone terribly wrong with the war? It wouldn't have been the first time that there had been an assassination attempt on her. Had one finally succeeded? Did it mean that her children would also be in danger? Padmé knows that even if the war ended, things would not just magically return to normal. It would take years, if not decades, or longer, to get the Republic functional again.

"Bail is one of the senators that I would trust my own life with." It may have started a little rocky, but only because Padmé had been an unknown, a queen to had come into the senate, demanded action, and then took matters into her own hands. "No. Please. Don't apologize. I always wanted a family, just like my sister, I just-well, never expect a grown son to appear out of the blue."

And not only one child, but two... Her tone is slightly wry, although her features are still soft and welcoming. There's confusion and concern, but there's little she can do about any of that right now. Yet she cannot talk her eyes off of him either, as if he may vanish if she did, as if she may unravel all the events that transpired to lead to him.
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[personal profile] towhatmatters 2021-04-05 06:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Something about the colour on Albert's cheek is very ... striking, up close like this. Perhaps it has to do with the way it almost melts into his full beard, or it does something to bring out his eyes, or it's just endearing. Doesn't really matter much. (And the truth is that he's not alone.) Arthur still lifts a hand to touch Albert's cheek again, but this time he brushes his knuckles against it.

"I'd accept."

Anytime, no matter what it might actually lead to.
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[personal profile] lascelles 2021-04-05 07:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[ the sound of the umbrella hitting the floor gets no reaction from him. he's frozen in place, his entire focus on her.

his breathing feels heavy and the laughter gets stuck in his throat the moment he feels the brush of the tips of her fingers on his forehead. it's a sweet gesture, innocent even, but he's studying her expression carefully, suddenly hopeful for a hint of more. even with the pink flush on her cheeks her skin glows against the dark background, making the mark on her neck stand out. he tries not to look at it.

a clock is ticking somewhere in the house and he's conscious of how time seems to have slowed down altogether. it's just his imagination, but this is like some sort of a magic spell he's under. he's dizzy and his chest feels tight and he can't draw his eyes away from her.

his lips part slightly as he draws in a breath, hoping it doesn't sound as shaky to her as it did to his own ears. then, almost by itself, his hand reaches to touch her dress below her waist as if he was curious to see whether the remaining fabric would dissolve when touched. it doesn't. without the umbrella the situation would have been different.

there's a question in his eyes even though he wants to hide it. ]
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[personal profile] foolish_photographer 2021-04-05 07:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Hearing that makes Albert's cheeks a little pinker, but his smile is pleased, especially as Arthur's knuckles brush against his face. It's a tender gesture that makes his heart skip a beat.

"And I insist you should drop by. At any time you like. I would relish your company at any and every opportunity. We should swap information we discover about this place as well as... spend some time together. It would make me extremely happy."

He pauses, a little shyly. "I hope that is something you might enjoy too."
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[personal profile] towhatmatters 2021-04-05 09:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Finally, he lets his hands fall to brace against the counter behind him. That all sounds good. Amazing, even, and he smiles warmly with an emphatic nod. He would enjoy that. Except it's not that simple. It can never just be that simple, can it?

And while it feels perhaps a bit too late to bring this up, he couldn't live with himself if he didn't.

"You sure about this? The city don't like Dominants being with other Dominants. I'm used to being, uh, in disagreement with the law. And, I guess, in a way you are too, but ..."

He makes a vague gesture. Still.
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[personal profile] foolish_photographer 2021-04-05 09:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Albert's smile remains bright and delighted as Arthur nods, his own handsome face lit up by the prospect. He's seen a shade of that smile before, when he had given Arthur the print of the wolves. Now it is just as wonderful.

It slips a little as Arthur makes his point and Albert can only sigh softly. "Believe you me, Arthur. I am very much used to being without the blessing of the authorities. At least in matters of the heart."

He reaches put again, just to gently touch Arthur's elbow. "I am of the opinion that you are very much worth it."
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[personal profile] sathan 2021-04-05 11:09 pm (UTC)(link)
No doubt it won't.

( she remembers duplicity well enough to remember how it works, how quickly it flits into every aspect of someone's being, and perhaps it's working quickly on her already with how she doesn't entirely care about what the rain may do )

Though if it isn't this rain then what will it be?
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[personal profile] hisfathersimage 2021-04-05 11:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Luke gives her a small, sad smile. He can't imagine how this must be for her, even if he's somewhat aware of her emotions. It's weird enough for him, to be sitting here with his mother who is probably only his age.

"I never met him," he admits. "I don't know how much I should say. Or can say. But I never got to meet Leia's parents and she never met Owen and Beru." Both them orphaned twice. "But she's happy now. She's bossing around large numbers of people, including her partner. I don't know if they'll ever get around to marrying but they're for the long term." He can't give Padmé much in the way of good news, but he can give her this. Her daughter is happy. "She really looks a lot like you."
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[personal profile] democratically 2021-04-06 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
There is so much that she wishes to know, from his first words to his childhood to his hopes and dreams. What was he like as a child? Did she even get to hold him, give him his name? She'd grown up surrounded by the love of her parents and her sister, and to think that any child of hers would barely know anything about her. Her heart aches for that, for what he must have gone through, although Owen and Beru had been generous enough, if a little rough, and Cliegg seemed to have loved Shmi.

"Say only what you want to say, what feels right. I- I won't push you for more than you want to give." Although she would know everything that she could, leaning in a little as he speaks again. It seems that they've both known much hardship, losing those that cared for them more than once. Padmé knows that life isn't always fair, but it is a fierce protectiveness that she has always felt for those close to her. And then he is here as well, trapped with the rest of them, unable to depart. She does find a hint of a smile caressing her face as Luke speaks of Leia, and Force watch out for any child of Anakin and Padmé. They are both headstrong and stubborn in their own ways.

"Does she?" It does make her wonder, mind turning to Sabé, who bore the most striking resemblance to her of all her handmaidens. "You've Anakin's blue eyes and his lighter hair."
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[personal profile] hisfathersimage 2021-04-06 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
There are things he'd share if he knew she'd want to know. But he just has no idea what to say, what she might want to know, what she can't imagine in his life.

But he grins at her comment, head ducking again. "Yeah. Everyone who knew Anakin tells me I look like him. Except the height. Apparently we both got that from your side." Luke had barely reached Vader's shoulder. "Leia's tiny. Really tiny. And terrifying. She had big dark eyes and long dark hair and she's pretty slender." It doesn't really encompass Leia at all, but it's what he has.

"I don't know what to tell you. Most people these days just ask me about the Jedi thing."
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[personal profile] democratically 2021-04-06 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
It is a little hard to gauge, but Padmé hadn’t been going to be the one to bring it up, even though she may have been thinking it. It is not as if her height had ever slowed her down. If anything, people tended to underestimate her for it, along with her looks. She’s always more than happy to prove them wrong. It is a little ruefully that she does admit, “My parents were rather short, and my sister and I are as well.”

Yet there is a startled laugh from Padmé at Luke’s description of her, or more so the terrifying part. She wonders if Bail had had his hands full with her, and whether he was reminded of Padmé. He’d been one of the only few people to see through the disguises that she and her handmaidens had, catching her at just the right angle to figure it out. “Oh? You’ve the ability to use the Force then?”
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[personal profile] meowww 2021-04-06 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
[That seems like an easy enough request. Funny, he would have assumed she'd want something more in return.

Doesn't care about the implication that Roman and Dinah have done well together. On their own. Without him.]


Sure. Don't know what the fuck you're networking for if you still work with Roman. But whatever.