Beckspace
A Beck in space
Senator Padme Amidala held her hands to chest, grabbing hold of the small trinket she carefully hid behind her white lightweight shirt she was careful to hide from watchful eyes. The Jabor Snippet has been a good luck charm for her ever since a little boy from Tatooine gifted it to her. She could use some good luck right about now, for if her sources were correct, she could be just a lightspeed and a day away from capturing one of the republic's greatest enemies; Count Dooku.
Even though the Jedi Council have been keeping close security on her even before the Clone War began, Padme did not have a Jedi with her now. Anakin would be furious of course, her just up and leaving Coruscant on a dangerous mission with nothing more than a small flight crew from Naboo, but Padme believed the less people who knew the better. Count Dooku has escaped every attempt before now, thanks to his own Jedi abilities. He was always one step ahead somehow, so maybe something as small as one simple cargo ship won't draw enough attention for Dooku to escape. Besides, She'll just send out a distress signal and the republic will come to her aid once she has him. Dooku is Human after all, a simple stun from her blaster should do the trick.
"Coming up to the planet now, Senator," said Naboo Pilot Sion Shule. He was a pilot for Padme's father, and now a loyal friend to her. The Cargo Ship jumped out of lightspeed in front of a small planet; Gandeal, a core planet in Hosnian Prime. Padme had never been to the planet herself, but she knew of it as a big trading planet, especially for export of raw materials. It's especially important for republic trade.
"Are we sure these are the correct coordinates, Sion?" Padme asked. She was expecting somewhere further out in the outer rim with less Republic presence.
Sion shrugged, "'s what it says here. Let me check the mainframe navigations to be sure. Hang tight." He climbed out of his seat and maneuvered his way to the back of the ship. Padme wrapped her white cloak around her shoulders and stared out the windows of the ship. The separatists are getting bold if they are choosing to go after Gandeal. It would also be a great loss to the republic. Padme's hands went to her jabor snippet again, wondering if perhaps she should make the distress call now or go forward with her plan of discretion.
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Even though the Jedi Council have been keeping close security on her even before the Clone War began, Padme did not have a Jedi with her now. Anakin would be furious of course, her just up and leaving Coruscant on a dangerous mission with nothing more than a small flight crew from Naboo, but Padme believed the less people who knew the better. Count Dooku has escaped every attempt before now, thanks to his own Jedi abilities. He was always one step ahead somehow, so maybe something as small as one simple cargo ship won't draw enough attention for Dooku to escape. Besides, She'll just send out a distress signal and the republic will come to her aid once she has him. Dooku is Human after all, a simple stun from her blaster should do the trick.
"Coming up to the planet now, Senator," said Naboo Pilot Sion Shule. He was a pilot for Padme's father, and now a loyal friend to her. The Cargo Ship jumped out of lightspeed in front of a small planet; Gandeal, a core planet in Hosnian Prime. Padme had never been to the planet herself, but she knew of it as a big trading planet, especially for export of raw materials. It's especially important for republic trade.
"Are we sure these are the correct coordinates, Sion?" Padme asked. She was expecting somewhere further out in the outer rim with less Republic presence.
Sion shrugged, "'s what it says here. Let me check the mainframe navigations to be sure. Hang tight." He climbed out of his seat and maneuvered his way to the back of the ship. Padme wrapped her white cloak around her shoulders and stared out the windows of the ship. The separatists are getting bold if they are choosing to go after Gandeal. It would also be a great loss to the republic. Padme's hands went to her jabor snippet again, wondering if perhaps she should make the distress call now or go forward with her plan of discretion.
Excusemeprincess