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Padmé Amidala Skywalker (i_cannot_follow) wrote in makebelievelog, @ 2012-12-05 06:16:00

Who: Padmé Amidala-Skywalker and Mara Jade
What: Tea, socializing, Mara meeting Sonya (Padme's cat)
When: Wednesday, December 5, 2012 - afternoon
Where: Padmé and Anakin's rooms
Rating/Warnings: Low; will update accordingly
Status: Closed / Incomplete


Padmé had set the things for tea over on the small dining table that seemed to be typical to all of the castle's shared living rooms. Padmé wasn't one who was excessive for tea, but sitting down for hot beverages, conversation, and relaxing was her goal and thus it served the purpose. Padmé and Mara weren't terribly close, of course, but Padmé knew that the other woman likely held a sense of loss over Luke's departure. Padmé's relationship with her son had been... unusual, in ways. Luke had been notably older; older than her own father. Connecting as friends had proven difficult in ways to Padmé, but she had still cared greatly for Luke's state of being and happiness. Not having him around was a loss for her as well.

Sitting in one of the chairs, Sonya took that as an invitation to request attention. The long haired cat went to rub up against Padmé's legs, purring. Anakin had picked extremely well when he had selected the cat. While skittish (due to fear) in a number of ways, Sonya wanted companionship. Padmé had quickly formed a rapport with the animal and Padmé's lap had been established as a very safe place where she generally ended up being spoiled with loving attention. The cat still could be fickle, as cats (of course) were, but she wanted attention in that moment. Right as Padmé reached to pick the cat up, there was a knock at the door. She still picked Sonya up and, carrying her over, she carefully opened the door after a moment, smiling.

"Hello, Mara. Come in; would you mind closing the door behind you? She's a little hard to balance." The cat had stiffened a little, eying the red haired woman, but wasn't trying to escape from Padmé's arms quite yet.