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obaona Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 3/10/04 9:26pm Subject: Second Chances (A/P, sort of - one post) - Date Edited: 3/10/04 9:27pm (1 edits total) Edited By: obaona
	Thanks for clicking. Title: Second Chances (I am as imaginative as ever, you can see.) Summary: Haven't you ever wanted a second chance? A/N: Unbeta'ed, and if it were beta'ed, it would probably never make it to the 'ready for posting' stage. This fic is a bit odd, people. My mother thinks it's confusing. I've chosen to put it in Saga, though most of it occurs in Beyond the Saga, because . . . you'll see. If you read . A/N2: The sections in italics are either from my memory of the movies or the novelization of Episode II: Attack of the Clones by R. A. Salvatore or the novelization of Return of the Jedi, by James Kahn. (Teh best novelization. ) A/N3: This was inspired by the main image in the cover art, down below. Call me crazy, but I saw that image of Natalie Portman and just had to write this, and since I'm not doing anything else (avoiding schoolwork, anyone?) I thought I'd post it finally. Cover Art - which I ask you take a look at, as it has a lot to do with why I wrote this story ~~~ “Don’t you ever wish you could have another chance?” The voice was male and full of anger. Paylene turned, curious, looking for the one who had spoken. The small, antique bookstore was mostly empty in the late afternoon. And really, it was more for the odd person who enjoyed a book more than a datapad – there was a store for every odd whimsy on Naab. Because of the near-emptiness, it wasn’t hard for her to guess who the originator of the comment was. The young man sat at one of the complimentary tables, a book before him. He wasn’t looking at it, though, instead glaring ahead at the woman seated in front of him. She had a classically beautiful face, completely chiseled – the straight blond hair and icy blue eyes went with the look. She shot the man an answering glare, and stiffly stood. Without another word, she left. For a moment, the muted roar of the city – speeders and alien tongues, ships landing – came into the secluded store, but as quickly as it happened, it passed as the door shut. His comment, when Paylene thought about it, had been more of a dismissal of a refusal to believe in second chances, rather than a pleading for one. The young man sighed and relaxed in his seat when the other woman was out of sight. His hair was more of a dirty blond. Where the woman had been icy perfection, he was rough and imperfect. His hair was shaggy and falling into his muddled blue eyes. Even his clothes were baggy and unassuming, darkly muted. Seized by a sudden impulse, Paylene walked over to the distraught man. Her slender fingers gripped the book she held tightly, and she smiled down at him. “Hi,” she said shyly. “I couldn’t help but overhear.” She paused, feeling foolish, then hefted the historical book she was holding: The Tale of the Skywalkers. “She should believe in second chances,” Paylene said. “They’ve saved the galaxy more than once.” He looked up at her, glanced at the book, and laughed. It lit up his face, and the rough edges of his face smoothed into a smile. “Thanks,” he said wryly. He held out his hand, and Paylene took it. He kissed it lightly. “I’m Ander.” She smiled. “I’m Paylene.” ~~~ “Oh, Ani, you’ll always be that little boy I knew on Tatooine.” ~~~ She had the most beautiful brown eyes. When people thought of brown, they rarely thought of the color of bark, the deep richness of time present in the olden trees of Ithor. But that’s what Ander saw when he looked into Paylene’s eyes. That, and so much more. Sometimes, when he was watching her, as they would talk and laugh and play, he would see great age in those eyes – like they had seen things few ever had, that they had viewed the world through different times. He saw royalty and regality. Then she would turn and laugh, her short brown hair caressing the edge of her jaw. And she would be Paylene again. Compassionate and passionate. The corners of her eyes would crinkle, and she would smile, the rich dark of her eyes shining out through the smoky veil of her bangs. “What is it?” she asked him, smiling curiously. Ander looked away, at the garden around them. “Nothing,” he said, mouth quirking into a smile. “What were you saying?” “Oh, just about my family,” Paylene replied, her hand, clasped with Ander’s, briefly squeezing. “My sister wants me to hurry up and get a family, you know,” she said, casting a cautiously amused look at Ander. “I tell her to hurry up and wait.” Ander laughed. “Do you want kids?” “I see my nieces . . .” She shook her head. “Yes, I do. I just haven’t had the time for it. I thought of going into politics, and I’m rather glad I didn’t – I’d have less time for myself than I do now.” Ander nodded. “You still get to help people in the Agriculture Corps. Not so much in politics, I would think,” he added, making a face. Paylene raised her eyebrow. “Let me guess – you’re one of those who think that we should throw everyone into a room and make them work it out?” “Well . . .” “That’s the easy route,” she said with a playful correction. “Who makes them work it out? And who gets them to agree?” “Are you’re sure you’re not a politician?” Paylene hit his arm. “Hey!” Ander laughed. “Politics isn’t my forte,” he said simply. “Taking care of my mother and myself is more than enough.” Paylene nodded, smile fading as she no doubt remembered the tale of Ander’s past – how they were saved from slavery when Ander was young, and that Ander didn’t even know who his father was. She was glad things had turned out all right, though Ander still carried the hard edge from his youth. He had a playful personality with a hint of hardness – something strong and unbending. Wanting to distract her, Ander said, “Hey, look,” and pointed at something he had noticed a few minutes before. Paylene looked at where he was pointing, to a bush. “What . . .?” “Look closer,” Ander said, as he walked slower, letting himself fall behind Paylene. He wrapped his arms around her waist, and she glanced back at him, then studied the bush more closely, until her eyes rested upon a single, occupied leaf. Ander let his chin rest against her bare neck as he smelled her hair. “Oh!” Palyene said with an embarrassed flush. “Must be in the air,” he breathed. Paylene giggled, turning in his arms and kissing him soundly. ~~~ “That sounds an awful lot like a dictatorship.” “Well, if it works . . .” “You’re making fun of me!” “Oh no – I’d be much too frightened to tease a Senator.” “You’re so bad!” “You’re always so serious.” ~~~ It was light outside the house, but dark within. “Ander, it’s all right!” “No, it’s not!” Ander said angrily, turning away from her and storming into the living room. Paylene followed. “She nearly died,” Ander said fiercely, eyes dark and his jaw clenched. “I should kill them. I should kill them all!” “And what would that accomplish, besides your new residency in prison?” Paylene snapped. Ander whirled. “They deserve it. They nearly killed my mother, Paylene.” “I know that,” Paylene said with a sigh. “But Sihm is all right. Let law enforcement deal with the robbers. They’re capable.” She softened her tone. “I don’t want to lose you. Even if the law didn’t consider you a viligante . . .” She took his hands, and he looked down at them, at how they were joined. “I don’t want blood on these beautiful hands,” she whispered, trying to meet his eyes. At last, Ander nodded. His eyes flashed up briefly, meeting hers. Paylene drew him closer to her, and very slowly, his body gradually relaxing, he let himself hold her, and let her hold him. He put his head on her shoulder, and she was his strength. ~~~ “Why could I save her? I know I could have!” “Ani, you tried. Sometimes there are things no one can fix. You’re not all-powerful.” “But I should be! And someday I will be!” “Anakin, don’t say such things.” ~~~ He looked so dashingly handsome, Paylene thought. His bright blue eyes were electric. The rest of the world seemed to fade to nothing when she looked into those eyes. Ander swung himself off the speeder bike, and held out his hand to help her ease off of it. He insisted on driving them everywhere. He loved to fly the skies, he said, and he took her everywhere with him. “Milady,” he said with a brilliant grin. Paylene smiled and flushed, taking his hand. They were in a garden. Ander loved taking her to gardens, and he took her to a different one every time. This one was a desert garden, with stones and colorful dirt forming it as much as pale plants made to survive with little water. Small, wildly colorful blossoms dotted the area, but everything was muted, especially in the dimming light as the sun slowly started to fall beneath the horizon. Ander silently led her through twisted, flat walkways until Paylene lost her sense of direction. She noted, though, that they were slowly going uphill. After a time, with a large bush disguising what was up ahead on the trail, Ander stopped her. Paylene raised her eyebrows. “Ander –” He put a finger to her lips. “Close your eyes,” he whispered. “Trust me.” Taking a deep breath, Paylene closed her eyes. Ander took her hand again and started to slowly walk, leading her. His fingers would brush her eyelids shut whenever she twitched, anxious to open them. “Don’t be so impatient,” he said softly. Paylene made a frustrated noise. “I’m not normally the impatient one,” she retorted. Ander exhaled a laugh. “It’s okay. We’re here,” he said, coming to a stop. He slipped behind her, his hands around her waist, and his chin settled on her shoulder. “Open your eyes.” Paylene opened her eyes to a beautiful sunset. Ander had taken her far from the city, to the desert outreaches of Naab. They stood on a small cliff, desert spread in vistas below them and as far as the eye could see. It was like a painting of red and gold, the colors as fiery as the hues of the sunset. The sun had just started dipping below the horizon. It’s orange fieriness seemed to melt against it, briefly and just slightly becoming one with it. “Oh,” Paylene whispered. Ander kissed her neck. Paylene turned her head to look at Ander. His blue eyes were calm now, darkened with passion. Paylene raised her hand to touch the side of his face, and slowly turned her body to meet his. “I love you,” Paylene said suddenly, knowing instinctively that was what Ander had brought her here to say – to her. “I truly, deeply love you.” Ander’s eyes shone. “I love you,” he said. “I love you down to my soul.” Paylene kissed him. ~~~ “You love me? You love me! I thought we decided not to fall in love. That we would be forced to live a lie. That it would destroy our lives.” “I think our lives are about to be destroyed anyway. My love for you is a puzzle, Ani, for which I have no answers. I can’t control it – and now I don’t care. I truly, deeply love you, and before we die, I want you to know.” ~~~ He had such power in his eyes, Paylene thought. At times they were a darker blue, muddled and distant, and at other times, they were icy – and yet, sometimes when he looked at her, they would be the color of the sky. She could see dreams and thoughts dancing in those eyes, and could have sworn the sky itself couldn’t compete with the utter depth. Then he would look at her, make some sly joke. And those eyes that seemed to see so much sometimes would be focused on her. For her. “Paylene?” Ander inquired, looking puzzled. “Something wrong?” He paused. “Is it that you’re worried that we’re too different –” Paylene lay her head on his shoulder, closing her eyes. “It’s nothing,” she murmured, her smile lazy with contentment. ~~~ The sunrise was brilliant in the starkness of its surroundings. Violet and crimson mixed in the sky, forming new colors entirely above the darkened desert. It was appropriate, they felt, to do this here, where they had first admitted their love for each other. Paylene’s face glowed in the light, and Ander was breathless. “You may kiss the bride,” the holy man intoned as Sihm, her brown eyes full of tears, looked on with a smile. Ander could hardly wait for him to finish the sentence, and he felt Paylene’s light laugh against his lips. ~~~ “Where is your apprentice?” “On his way to Naboo. Escorting Senator Amidala home.” ~~~ It was storming, as it so rarely did on Naab. Heavy clouds lay over the city, weighing everything down with silence as the citizens waited for it to pass. The sparkling lights of the city, which so often reached to the heavens in their brilliance, were refracted and dimmed, kept in the city in a state of twilight. Paylene cried out. The pain was insurmountable, overwhelming, and she gasped for relief. Her body felt torn apart, and she knew she was dying. Ander held her hand, his rough calluses scratching her soft skin. “Push,” he whispered into her ear, and she did, because he asked it of her. She exhaled harshly, and he kissed her sweaty brow. “I love you,” he murmured into her ear. “I love you, I love you . . .” “You better after all this,” Paylene managed. She felt so weak now, but she looked up anyway as a small, flailing bundle was placed next to her. Ander touched the newborn reverently. The child’s face was scrunched up into a picture of discomfort and irritation. “Our daughter,” he breathed, new tears falling down well-worn tracks on his face. “A boy and a girl,” Paylene said. “Perfect,” she said with a smile. She lay her head back, and someone took her baby girl, as they had done with her boy, to check her over. She felt the need to hold them, both of them, but she knew she couldn’t now. She focused on her breathing, each breath coming out as a tired rasp. She felt the chill of the air to her bones. “Leland and Leynay,” Ander said quietly to Paylene. “Leland and Leynay.” Paylene smiled, and drifted off into sleep in Ander’s arms. ~~~ “The other he spoke of is your sister. She will find it no easier than you to destroy Darth Vader.” “Sister? I don’t have a sister.” ~~~ Leynay squealed when Ander picked her up and threw her into the air. Her brown hair went flying around her and she grinned happily, a gap in her teeth showing. Ander laughed, and Leland danced at Ander’s feet, waiting for his turn in the game. Ander placed Leynay down in the thick carpet, and picked Leland up. The boy’s blue eyes sparkled just like his father’s. Paylene watched from her vantage point on the floor. Her elbow was propped up on the couch, her head upon her fist as she watched her husband and children play. Their new home, while warm and inviting in lush earthy colors, was still nearly empty – they didn’t even have chairs yet. Leland and Leynay didn’t feel the lack. The twins were happy nearly anywhere, as long as they were together. Ander finally set Leland down, smiling at the boy’s protests. He shooed them off into another room, telling them it was time for bed, and yes, he would be along in a minute to tell a story, and then headed for Paylene, a mischievous glint in his eyes. Paylene stiffened. “Oh no, you –” In a smooth, graceful movement, he picked her up, one arm supporting her back and the other underneath her legs. “Ander!” Paylene squealed, laughing. Ander smiled down at her, and gently placed her on the couch, nearly the only furniture in the house. She smiled, relaxing deliberately and shifting her position to one more seductive. His hand went up her leg, to the smooth white silk of her nightgown. Paylene raised an eyebrow. Ander’s other hand stroked her short hair, still just barely brushing her jaw. Then he pushed her bangs out of her eyes. “You have such beautiful eyes. Like the forest,” he murmured. “Smoky and mysterious.” Paylene grabbed his shirt and pulled him closer. “Quit talking.” “As milady commands.” ~~~ “She was very beautiful, but sad.” ~~~ “We didn’t need a second chance,” Paylene murmured into Ander’s shoulder, remembering the first words Ander had ever spoken to her. Their whole lives had opened before them, and they had stepped eagerly through into those wide doors. No, they hadn’t needed second chances, times when they would have done things differently. Through fights and fears their marriage had grown stronger, and she wouldn’t have missed any of it for the world. She smiled, remembering all those years. She pushed her hair out of her face, noting that the streaks of gray were growing ever wider. Her body ached slightly after being outside all day, playing with the ever energetic grandchildren. “How do you know we weren’t the second chance?” Ander pointed out, tightening his grip on Paylene. They lay together on a long couch, Paylene stretched out comfortably and Ander sitting, nearly holding Paylene in his lap. His hair, the dark blond lightened with strands of white, fell into his eyes, as he had so often complained hers did. Paylene looked up, twisting her neck around to meet Ander’s serious blue eyes. “Are you getting philosophical?” she demanded. “Never!” he said with a mad twinkle in his eyes. “I’m wounded, milady. Truly.” Paylene reached up and tugged his gray hair. “Better not be. That’s my job.” He laughed. “I know.” “It doesn’t matter, anyway,” Paylene said, letting her head fall into a more comfortable position. “No?” Ander murmured. Paylene smiled. “I bet,” she said softly, “that even if we are the second chance you are so fond of philosophizing on, we were still smart enough to be together on our first chance.” “You think so?” Paylene lay her hand over Ander’s arm, lying protectively around her. “I know so.” [fin] -----signature----- atty is the bestest! MS Word is designed by sadists with masochists in mind. - teh atty
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Gabri_Jade Title: Fan Fiction Archive Editor Emeritus Registered: Nov '02	Date Posted: 3/10/04 11:30pm Subject: RE: Second Chances (A/P, sort of - one post)
	I love it, oba! It's not confusing at all; it's fascinating. Very cool twist! It reminds me of the ending of Tim Rice and Elton John's Broadway version of Aida. That's a good thing, darling. -----signature----- Evil Twin of LadyPadme This concept of "wuv" confuses and infuriates us! - Futurama All I can do is be me. Whoever that is. - Bob Dylan Serendipity (Leia-Mara vig) - http://boards.theforce.net/b/b1/30178069 !!11!1eleventy
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vader_incarnate Registered: Jul '02	Date Posted: 3/11/04 1:14am Subject: RE: Second Chances (A/P, sort of - one post)
	Bonus to having VIP-ness -- your stories stand out that gestures with hands much! Congrats on that! And aye, the story: Happy mush! grin Cuteness; it wasn't weird, babe. I got it, at least. Brought a smile to my face once I got to the end ... I kept on anticipating something to go wrong, because you're oba and you're like that. He put a finger to her lips. “Close your eyes,” he whispered. “Trust me.” Is it bad that that reminds me of Disney's Aladdin? [face_innocent] Or is it just an indication that I really need some more sleep? I like what you did to the dialogue; it's original, while at the same time giving the reader the feeling that they've been here before. Which is great, especially in this story. Beautiful, babe. -----signature----- La sang et le vin ont la meme couleur. I think, therefore I am. I dream, therefore I become. Zelré, Handmaiden of the Crest
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leia_naberrie Registered: Sep '02	Date Posted: 3/11/04 2:24am Subject: RE: Second Chances (A/P, sort of - one post)
	<sighs!> Perfect. Beautiful. And there's nothing wrong with a title that summarizes the story. <sighs!> -----signature----- http://io9.com/5111680/avatar-casting-makes-fans-see-white Upset about the casting for the Last Airbender movies? Write to Paramount about it. http://aang-aint-white.livejournal.com/1007.html
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VaderLVR64 Title: Fan Fic Manager in Combat Boots Registered: Feb '04	Date Posted: 3/11/04 5:16am Subject: RE: Second Chances (A/P, sort of - one post)
	Wow! wonderfully original idea for a story. I loved the way the dialogue was woven into the story, the two story lines merging like that. Great job! -----signature----- The Night Shift http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/30112305 Legal, Schmegal http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/28454351 Soldiers' Angels http://soldiersangels.org/ 629 soldiers waiting for someone to care
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Gina Registered: Jun '03	Date Posted: 3/11/04 8:57am Subject: RE: Second Chances (A/P, sort of - one post)
	Brilliant. Truly brilliant. “How do you know we weren’t the second chance?” Ander pointed out, tightening his grip on Paylene. Loved this line. It is so fascinating how one tiny, seemingly insignificant event, such as their chance meeting, can change the enire course of our lives, and this story is a wonderful exploration of that. I also liked the part about Ander choosing not to seek revenge. It shows how the choices we make everyday can be so pivotal, influencing everything. How different their lives would have been had he chosen differently. Also, I agree with everyone else about the dialogue. Very nice touch. -----signature----- A long time ago in a house far away, there was a mother who was strong in the ways of the Force. She "forced" her sons to clean their room, she "forced" her sons to behave. - Part of a story written by my 9 yr. old sons I found while cleaning their desks
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Dally Registered: Apr '01	Date Posted: 3/11/04 12:33pm Subject: RE: Second Chances (A/P, sort of - one post)
	Lovely! I hope they do get a second chance.
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Aristo-nobi Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 3/11/04 6:13pm Subject: RE: Second Chances (A/P, sort of - one post)
	Aie! Beutiful! Some parts made me want to cry! It soooooo makes me wish for the thousandth time that they would have had a happy ending. Sometimes I really think they deserved one more than anyone else. -----signature----- "In the end they do give into their emotions... and ultimately they will suffer the consequences." - George Lucas, in reference to Anakin & Padme in Ep II COLLEGE ROSE BOWL '06 - USC vs. UT: USC will massacre UT like Anakin did to the Tuskens! Go USC!!
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Darth_Lex Registered: Nov '02	Date Posted: 3/11/04 8:16pm Subject: RE: Second Chances (A/P, sort of - one post)
	Great vignette. In such a short story you covered so many important decision points for the two of them – some the same as Anakin and Padmé, some different. I liked that the second chance didn’t mean doing everything differently – only certain things (like not killing vengefully). Stupid canon PT ruining everything. “I bet,” she said softly, “that even if we are the second chance you are so fond of philosophizing on, we were still smart enough to be together on our first chance.” “You think so?” Paylene lay her hand over Ander’s arm, lying protectively around her. “I know so.” sniffle Beautiful. The perfect ending. -----signature----- Return to Bolis Island (J/J wedding, post-LOTF) http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/29571370/p1/ ----- Christie Golden FTW!
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Stormtrooper_Shrink Registered: Feb '04	Date Posted: 3/11/04 11:07pm Subject: RE: Second Chances (A/P, sort of - one post)
	Wow. It was amazing and wonderful how you could interweave the two stories together to make it seem like it is actually possible to happen. I hope it does! Anakin and Padme need more happiness and less angst in their lives! Well done. It was just beautiful.
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leia_naberrie Registered: Sep '02	Date Posted: 3/12/04 1:04am Subject: RE: Second Chances (A/P, sort of - one post)
	Funny thing happened last night. I read this story again and at the end, I realized I was in tears. [face_shocked] Weird, huh? Something must have got into my eye. Can happen to anyone, you know, and I must have been too engrossed in the tale to notice. Anyway, I just somehow figured that you might be interested to know that random coincidence. -----signature----- http://io9.com/5111680/avatar-casting-makes-fans-see-white Upset about the casting for the Last Airbender movies? Write to Paramount about it. http://aang-aint-white.livejournal.com/1007.html
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obaona Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 3/12/04 11:04am Subject: RE: Second Chances (A/P, sort of - one post)
	Sorry to everyone for taking so long to reply! (Stupid feeling crappy, stupid school, stupid sleeping ...) I really do appreciate your responses. Thank you all. Gabri: Thank you! I'm glad it's not confusing. Maybe it just takes a real SW fan to understand it. shrugs And I now know that's a really good thing. Aida sounds fascinating. Elli: Thanks. Yes, happy mush. Is it shocking? I like to write happy things sometimes, and I don't always do happy-and-then-really depressing! You should expect me to be unpredictable. What is it with me and Disney??? That's what I want to know! Gabri is always saying how my work reminds her of lines or scenes in Disney movies, and I never know what to make of it. Glad you like the dialogue. I think that was probably the hardest. I wanted it to be familiar, but not identical to what had already been done. Originally, after all, I hadn't intended to use quotes. Thank you, Elli! leia_naberrie: Thank you. I just . . . it's a rather plain title. Oh well. VaderLVR64: Original? Thank you! I thought it was a bit odd myself, but maybe that's why it's original. I really like how the quotes worked out with the story, too. Gina: Thank you. I wanted to show how different attitudes and meeting under different circumstances would change things. For example, they meet as adults - I think that would have made a big difference. And then exploring the way things would be different from there, even if similar events happened to both of them, was fun. I actually added that scene with Anakin - almost last, I think. I didn't write it in order, certainly. I thought it was something that needed to be addressed. I'm glad you like the dialogue, too! Dally: Well, we pretty much know how it turns out, but who can say what happens in the Force? Thank you. Aristo-nobi: I agree. They both lived very difficult, tormented lives, with very little real happiness, I think - or at any rate, very little lasting happiness. Another reason this was fun to do. It takes all that into account, but technically, it doesn't change any of it or alter canon. Thank you. Darth_Lex: It didn't seem that short to me. It took me more than a week to write it (keep in mind a vignette usually takes me about 30 minutes), and I ended up editing it more than a month after that. And it's eight pages. I wanted to make things different, I think, but not too different. I still wanted the scenes to be recognizable on their own. I said this to Elli, but I didn't originally have the quotes in there, so I was depending on the scenes to explain things. (I think the quotes work better.) Anyway, thank you. Stormtrooper_Shrink: Thank you. I think it was possible, so that's probably why it seems that way. The choices we make in our lives affect the future in ways we can't imagine, not even after the fact, because we can't see how things would have diverged, or how other people would have reacted. Anyway, yep, they deserve some happiness. leia_naberrie: Um . . . yes, that's an amazing coincidence, I agree. Thank you - for telling me about the coincidence. -----signature----- atty is the bestest! MS Word is designed by sadists with masochists in mind. - teh atty
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MissPadme Registered: Jul '98	Date Posted: 3/12/04 3:58pm Subject: RE: Second Chances (A/P, sort of - one post)
	Very interesting story and a different take on things. --MissPadme -----signature----- http://lazypadawan.livejournal.com The Star Wars Prequel Appreciation Society http://starwarsprequelappreciationsociety.wordpress.com/ Eat my flame of justice!
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obaona Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 3/13/04 9:29pm Subject: RE: Second Chances (A/P, sort of - one post)
	MissPadme: Thank you. -----signature----- atty is the bestest! MS Word is designed by sadists with masochists in mind. - teh atty
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obaona Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 3/15/04 7:07pm Subject: RE: Second Chances (A/P, sort of - one post)
	Upsy? [/hopeful ...] -----signature----- atty is the bestest! MS Word is designed by sadists with masochists in mind. - teh atty
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Jedikma Registered: Feb '04	Date Posted: 3/16/04 8:09am Subject: RE: Second Chances (A/P, sort of - one post) - Date Edited: 3/16/04 8:11am (1 edits total) Edited By: Jedikma
	This story reminds me of a discussion I had once with some one who told me they thought each of us was given variations of the same challenge throughout our lives until we got it right. If they didn't do it right the second time would there be a third? I didn't think this story was confusing at all. Loved the way you used the lines from the real story to enhance the scenes of your story. All the parallels you drew were great. Very imaginative creative story line! And as always well written! -----signature----- Twice in a Lifetime 7/31 http://boards.theforce.net/The_Saga/b10476/16813029 A Quiet Afternoon http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/23305946 follow up vig to: A New Order http://boards.theforce.net/The_Saga/b10476/17525231
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