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sabrelight Registered: Dec '00	Date Posted: 4/23/07 12:28pm Subject: RE: Knight Of Darkness Vader-PAdme Romance with a twist AU (05/ 25 Who needs a blaster?)
	That you do, Satanat. All of yesterday I sat down and read-some - maybe half the fic and I realized that the post I was writing (and the one I just posted) Has a couple of inconsistencies. Will have to work on it. -----signature----- Knight of Darkness (Vad/Pad romance-ROTS AU) http://boards.theforce.net/The_Saga/b10476/11375224/p1 Anakin and Amidala-Love found (TPM AU) http://boards.theforce.net/The_Saga/b10476/17690895/?328
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grungebunny Registered: Jul '05	Date Posted: 4/27/07 5:22pm Subject: RE: Knight Of Darkness Vader-PAdme Romance with a twist AU (05/ 25 Who needs a blaster?)
	woohoo an update:D And it doesn't disappoint. that padme is one intelligent woman hats off to her
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sabrelight Registered: Dec '00	Date Posted: 5/12/07 1:22pm Subject: RE: Knight Of Darkness Vader-PAdme Romance with a twist AU (05/ 25 Who needs a blaster?)
	Thanks for reading grungebunny. Here is the next post. I will notify readers when I return from work. *************************************************************** The little space taxi sped towards the swirling cloudy soup that shrouded the planet because of which little of DOS22 could actually be seen but she knew that could be misleading; Naboo too had its seasons. Once inside the thick cloud cover it seemed to her like they’d run into a blender-a giant blender, blending great masses of cotton and their small vehicle a tiny speck inside. The shaking and buffeting increased as they plummeted deeper into the atmosphere. Padmé clutched at her armrest digging her nails into the plush leather-atmospheric reentry was always stressing; especially in a craft as fragile looking as this little orbiter. And the transparent canopy meant to give the tourist a more spectacular view of the planet only added to her anxiety; it felt more like being trapped in a falling glass jar. She would have preferred traveling in their own craft but local environmental restrictions on all heavy transports forced them to leave their own transport at the space station. She stole a glance at her husband, craving the comfort of his closeness but she knew that was not an option now; they’d fallen out! again! She'd hoped that their seesawing relation would develop as their clocked some more marriage hours together, hoping the seesaw would slow down and eventually would stop when the two would make some an understanding of some sort, enough, to agree on a set rules which would allow for their diverse personalities to function without disrupting their lives every now and then. But Vader instead of working on ways to accept this partnership had run out of control and was now changing his preferences by the hour instead of by the day “So you got your way but I wouldn’t celebrate if I were you.” He’d hissed back at the space sport when the princess’ back was turned. “I’ll take my chances!” She’d countered. And he’d given her his most scathing glare. “Then I advise you keep out of my way.” He’d said jabbing his finger at her menacingly. She hadn’t replied only raised her chin defiantly challenging him. They had both entered the little squat beetle like craft, staying close together but Vader had pushed away to the far side window the minute the craft lifted off and its occupants were out of sight of any observer on the station making it abundantly clear that he wasn’t happy with the arrangement. Now the taxi finally broke through the dense clouds and the couple had a brief glimpse through gaps in the roiling clouds of the landscape below. But Padmé was rather disappointed, all she could see was white; the planet was a white ball from pole to pole. “An ice planet!” She exclaimed with a disappointed frown. The glare bouncing off the unforgiving white landscape hurt her eyes. “I thought this was a rich forest covered verdant planet.” She turned to Vader for an answer but he was sulking or brooding or both and ignored her question and finding the endless roiling clouds very, very interesting. “Is this the cold season?” She asked the pilot when she realized Vader wasn’t going to help. “No!” The pilot, a cheery middleman aged man who had introduced himself as Jai Alath, replied. “This is our warm season; our tourist season.” “Greeeat!” Padmé let out, shaking her head in a helpless gesture. “Damn that…” she stopped herself before she could berate Hiera, heedful of the pilot; he could be her man. “If you ask me the Cresenu plateau is not for you,” Jai said, “it’s cold, barren and inhospitable even in the summer it is not the place for a handsome couple such as yourselves. Green canyon is more of where you should be. That is the honeymooner’s haven.” “I don’t see any green down there!” Padmé said craning her neck and searching for a patch of any color other than white. “So does this beautiful planet of yours have any nice warm beaches that a very tired and sun deprived couple could relax in.” She glanced sideways at her sullen husband whether he’d object to her suggestion but he just ignored her. She was hoping that there were temperate areas on the other side of the planet that they could not see, after all Hiera had called it a resort; Besides all this ice certainly wasn’t very conducive to her plan to thaw their already cold relationship. “As far as I can tell those barren ice sheets wouldn’t attract anyone except wampas from Hoth.” She added sourly. Jai laughed, “Unfortunately this is not the place you’re looking for. The people who come here come mostly for enjoying the snow and ice sports and hunting. Honeymooners are mostly couples from the industrial moon of Manera, which is much too polluted for any body’s enjoyment and from Dos19 which is a desert planet and in the summer becomes unbearably hot.” As they approached the planet a faint line appeared at the equator growing darker, soon morphing into a dark narrow canyon that seemed to girdle the planet itself. The speed at which the dark line was expanding in their view screen indicated that it was their probable destination and before long the space taxi dipped into the shadows of a wide, dry lifeless and seemingly endless canyon. She spotted something dark at the end of the mostly red and brown walled canyon, but it wasn’t very clear. She had time to notice flowing water on the canyon walls near the blur and then they rushed past the mist and broke into a huge wide open space. “The cauldron!” Jai announced. Actually it was a huge crater-about a kilometer or more across-of an active volcano seething for the past several thousand years. Through the rising mist Padmé could see thousands of waterfalls, big and small, rushing over the lip of the crater on all sides. White jagged snow peaks laced the cauldron in an almost 350 degree circle. She found it strange that water from melting ice should steam and froth like this. It looked hot and muggy and ice cold all at once “Is that boiling water below us?” She asked. “Yes ma’am, the churning lava just below the rocky bottom of the lake heats the rock enough to boil the water flowing over it. The heat from the rising hot vapors warms the ice sheets just above the crater. The resulting frigid run-off flowing from the icy slopes into the cauldron’s boiling mix cools the brew just enough to keep the volcano from going critical.” “A very delicate balance.” Padmé commented. Jai nodded his head. “The water vapor, melting ice and volcanic heat all play apart in sustaining a narrow and fragile life sustaining zone that extends along the deep canyon and the shelf just above.” “Ah! So that is the reason for those draconian anti-transport restrictions?” Jai nodded, “Except for these special environment friendly crafts. These are the only ones allowed and that too in limited numbers. Aero bikes and windswifters are the other forms of transport encouraged by the authorities here. Aero bikes being the more popular and economical form of transport but beyond the canyon systems on the rugged plateaus windswifters are the practical choice.” They approached another gap in the crater wall right opposite the one they’d left behind, this one led out into another canyon. A churning roil of mist and spray hovered above it like an angry rain cloud. Jai pulled back the yoke and the taxi rose over it. As they passed over the churning mist Padmé could see great quantity of water falling over the opening of the gap, hundreds of feet below. “The warmth of the crater Lake is carried through these canyons by the flowing waters of the mighty ‘Misty river’, which is born right here and which runs all the way to the frigid sea. Though not the whole length of the planet girdling canyons can boast of these conditions but there are other rivers systems that support countless settlements big and small but none as majestic as this one.” Jai explained as he glanced at his passenger’s reflection on the windshield. But Padmé didn’t seem too impressed but then Jai hadn’t been to Naboo. Ahead above the deep cleft of the yawning chasm, Padmé had a glimpse of stark green. And it ran in a narrow swatch along the tops of the canyon on both sides. Flat green open meadows with an occasional tree; The green extended as far as the line of mountains that ran along the line of the canyon like determined sentinels sometimes hemming in the meadows close to the lip of the canyon and sometimes dispersing away a little. A thin line of conifers straddled the foothills where the meadows ended along these mountains from the ice took over. Most of the meadows were occupied by little farms, each boasting a small cottage and some other light wooden structures. She saw a number of cattle grazing and farmers working, some were cultivating the land but she saw no housing complexes or large settlements there. She found this odd as the planet obviously had very little hospitable areas for humans to settle. “I don’t see any settlements? I’d think with all that ice on this planet, this patch of green would be prime housing.” Jai looked wistfully at the green peaceful scenery and wide open spaces. “That is prime property but it’s not for sale. And the people who own land there can use it only for farming. Building anything on it requires passing tough regulations. Those meadows are one of many elements that influence the environment here. “So where do the rest live?” “You’ll see! Ma’am!” Jai said. Then the little car dipped into the canyon. Plants; climbers and clingers and vines abounded on the canyon walls this side of the crater. Gradually the dense vegetation on the canyon wall had become lesser giving way to occasional windows and balconies painted in bright garish colors. Far below them at the bottom of the canyon the dark blue river flowed muzzled into a straight path by permacrete roadways on both its banks. She could see people milling about down on the canyon floor. Padmé shook her head. Makes sense, since the inside of a canyon wall will be warmer.” “And better protected,” Jai added. “The weather can be pretty rough here, especially during the winter and there is the mating of the moons to consider.” “The mating of the…” She suppressed a scream as a tangle of rope rushed at them, seemingly from nowhere. Jai pushed down on the yoke and they slid under the bridge, missing it by centimeters. Next they nearly ran into an onrushing speeder bike piloted by kid no more than twelve. “Darned kids!” Jai cursed, “Always in a hurry when its school time.” By now the air was abuzz with hundreds of small craft like the one they rode and even more speeder bikes or rather Aero bikes as Jai called them, Padmé noticed that they were much more compact and lighter than the ones she’d seen on Coruscant and other places. Someone not familiar as Jai, might have had a hard time negotiating through the tangle of hectic traffic and the countless bridges and walkways that spanned the canyon at random. The windows on the canyon walls grew more numerous as the taxi progressed and so did the balconies, and the markets below more crowded. “Green Canyon town.” Jai announced. Most populated town on this planet besides Bay City and New Campa which is on the other side of the planet. At this point windows, balconies and small landing pads, pocked the canyon wall without relief leaving space only for the now occasional falls breaking through the walls. Though vacant space on the canyon walls was limited, vegetation still managed to grow from little niches here and there, leaves and flowering vines hung from spaces between windows their numbers augmented by flowering planting pots and baskets in windows and balconies. Brightly colored flowers-some as big as human heads-waved gently in the early morning breeze. People were up, busy with their morning tasks, preparing meals in the kitchens, setting tables or preparing for work. She spied a young couple canoodling in one balcony-the women in a flimsy shift, the man wearing only a pair of silk pajamas-very much lost in each other and oblivious to the hectic activity around them. Padmé couldn't tear her eyes from that particular balcony even when the pair was long out of sight. The scene just stuck in her mind and that moment it struck her that she wanted, more than anything else, to be on that balcony with her lover, the warm bright sun on her skin and her lover’s lips brushing hers. “The city thrives on several levels inside the canyon,” she heard Jai explain, “almost a mile deep inside. We have a planet wide magno-transport that runs just inside the canyon. Almost 90 percent of this planet’s towns and cities are situated in or along the canyon where the temperature is favorable for living. The rest are nomadic tribesmen that roam the vast network of underground caverns, tunnels and lava tubes that riddle a vast portion of the upland plateaus. The canyon ended abruptly its truncated ends sheer and smooth like it were cleaved with a giant knife. The little craft broke into the vast openness of a crescent shaped coast hugging a dark blue sea. Below them lay a sprawling city that stretched from the blunt cliffs down to the golden shores. The windows and balconies on the sea facing cliffs were even more numerous and varied than those inside the canyon proper. Padmé could see that the town below was very congested, boasting fine tall buildings and other infrastructures of a modern city. She located the sprawling space port and realized that Jai had no intention of landing them there. Instead the taxi lifted away and turned northwards away from the city. They flew over a deep depression with precarious tower like rock formations, hundred of feet high, spiking the barren landscape. She could see narrow slivers of water meandering through them; melt water heading for the sea. The forest of rock towers ended abruptly as they ran into the Cresenu Shelf; a solid mass of land jutting hundreds of feet high and dwarfing the spiking forest of towers below. Perched on the crest of this was the Cresenu plateau. The plateau was white and flat. A chain of high mountains cut through on its eastern edge disappearing into the whiteness of the horizon. To the west the terrain was flat undulating now and then over low white hills. On a high tear shaped mesa that seemed to teeter on the edge of the sheer cliff stood the villa, like an island in a vast white sea. Padmé saw the building when they were almost on top of it. In the universal whiteness it was difficult to make out details except from up close. It was grand; several stories high irregularly shaped with transparisteel covered structures poking out at odd angles as though to catch as much of the sun as possible. The taxi stopped in mid air, the wind buffeting it from side to side as it slowly descended onto the roof of the structure. “It’s cold out there.” Jai warned as he cut the engines. “We’ll manage!” Vader said pulling the hood of his cloak over his head. Jai hit the egress switch and the hatch on Vader’s side began to rise letting in bone chilling air “You knew it would be cold.” Padmé said shivering from the cold draft that rushed in. “You could have at least warned me!” She looked down disapprovingly at her white sleeveless cotton dress and knee high boots. “You were going to Naboo and far as I could see you were dressed just fine.” He scowled as he turned to disembark. Padmé was reluctant to get off, but started after Vader. Something stumbled towards Vader, a golden droid, hardly recognizable with the chunks of ice gathered on its metal head and face. “I am K8, you may call me Kate I am your host for the duration of your stay, Welcome to…” He hesitated and turned to the sound of a startled yelp. It was Padmé; she was outside the taxi and hugging herself and shivering uncontrollably. It was much colder than she’d expected. Vader rolled his eyes impatiently, “Come on! Or you’ll freeze!” He snapped not bothering to disguise his ire. But Padmé seemed to be frozen; she took a couple of steps then squatted on the floor, clutching at her arms. “R2 get the luggage.” Vader shouted over the howl of the wind as he stood over Padmé. He grabbed her arm and yanked her onto her feet. Padmé pressed herself into his cloak and clung to him so hard, one would think that it was not a woman but an extra head that manifested from Vader’s side. R2D2 followed them with the luggage. Padmé pressed her body harder against Vader as the taxi took off creating a draft that lifted the cloak and her dress making her wince with the cold cutting at her legs. Clumsily the two headed creature headed for the open door at which the droid stood. Vader was more dragging than guiding his wife who could only manage to shuffle her stiff legs clumsily. They entered a long corridor, considerably warmer. Vader dropped her down the minute the heavy door slammed shut behind them. “Doesn’t this fricking refrigeration unit have an indoor hanger?” She said testily as she picked herself off the floor The droid hesitated for a second before he realized that she was talking about the villa. “Pardon me, milady but the hanger door seems to be jammed. Truth is with weather as extreme as this, mechanical failures are a common occurrence. I apologize for the inconvenience. “inconvenience!” Padmé repeated incredulously, I could have lost my legs.” She stamped her feet to get the blood circulating. “Are you coming?” Vader said impatiently from the turbo lift, one foot holding the slide door back. Fearing that he might just leave without her she hurried to the lift. She looked in the mirror at the side of the lift and notices the icicles on her hair, “I should have gone to Naboo.” she said picking at the icicles and pulling them off her hair. “I hate this place already.” “I like this place.” Vader said laconically as the lift started to descend. “In many ways it’s like my home planet Tattooine; Arid, inhospitable and down right hostile.” Padmé rolled her eyes-‘how in the galaxy am I going to live with this man.’ she thought. -----signature----- Knight of Darkness (Vad/Pad romance-ROTS AU) http://boards.theforce.net/The_Saga/b10476/11375224/p1 Anakin and Amidala-Love found (TPM AU) http://boards.theforce.net/The_Saga/b10476/17690895/?328
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wkmaksar Registered: Jun '05	Date Posted: 5/13/07 7:57am Subject: RE: Knight Of Darkness Vader-PAdme Romance with a twist AU (05/ 25 Who needs a blaster?)
	Maybe Vader will help Padme warm up.
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Handmaiden_Azul Registered: Dec '05	Date Posted: 5/13/07 2:59pm Subject: RE: Knight Of Darkness Vader-PAdme Romance with a twist AU (05/ 25 Who needs a blaster?)
	I agree Vader should help Padme warm up! -----signature----- I'm addicted to crack....... crack 'ships that is I'm a Christian who likes vampire stories, sue me Two words: Edward Cullen
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sabrelight Registered: Dec '00	Date Posted: 5/15/07 10:48am Subject: RE: Knight Of Darkness Vader-PAdme Romance with a twist AU (05/ 25 Who needs a blaster?)
	MAybe VAder will make her warm or maybe PAdme will make him warm...wait and see. -----signature----- Knight of Darkness (Vad/Pad romance-ROTS AU) http://boards.theforce.net/The_Saga/b10476/11375224/p1 Anakin and Amidala-Love found (TPM AU) http://boards.theforce.net/The_Saga/b10476/17690895/?328
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grungebunny Registered: Jul '05	Date Posted: 6/2/07 4:37pm Subject: RE: Knight Of Darkness Vader-PAdme Romance with a twist AU (05/ 25 Who needs a blaster?)
	do I sense some canoodling to come:D
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sabrelight Registered: Dec '00	Date Posted: 6/3/07 3:23am Subject: RE: Knight Of Darkness Vader-PAdme Romance with a twist AU (05/ 25 Who needs a blaster?)
	Updated Finally ****************************************************************** Padmé opened her eyes lazily and rolled onto her back. The bed was soft and warm and… huge. Everything in the Baron’s summer resort was huge and made on a grand scale. The first thing she noticed now was the spectacular view before her. The entire wall on front of the bed was a series of floor to ceiling transparesteel panels, letting in the full sun. And the view it gave her was breath taking. Lofty white peaks glared sharply against the deep azures sky which was clear as a sheet, blotted only by a flock of white winged birds wheeling care freely in the bright sun. She looked around the room; it was probably as big as the landing verandah in her Coruscant apartment had been. One side sported a sizable fireplace before which was spread a white fur rug. ‘Synthfur’ she muttered to herself, the size of it was too big to belong to any real animal. In one corner, near a narrow door was a small com center besides which was a small but ornately carved dining table with four chairs. The curtains, wall fixtures and frescoes on the ceiling all indicated a past grandeur. Clearly the Baron’s ancestors had been the ruling family here since a long time. She stretched and rolled onto her side again. She would have liked to just go back to sleep; she wasn’t fully recovered, still very susceptible to fatigue and envied Anakin’s energy to go for so long without rest. The last time he’d slept was when the medics had drugged him on his trip from Manera to the Destructor. She wondered where he was now; whether he’d decided to take a separate room. The thought frightened her-she didn’t want to be in this vast room alone, especially at night, when she was usually tormented by nightmares of her ordeal on the ship. On another note things would be less complicating if they took separate accommodations. All they did when they were alone together was to argue and fight and bicker. Padmé sighed; having him take another room would solve some immediate problems but not the real ones. She slid out of the bed reluctantly and turned to straighten the sheets and stared. “Anakin was here,” she whispered. The sheets on the other side of the bed were mussed up. “That is one question answered.” She said tapping her chin. “No! That’s two questions answered.” He had rested here in the same room which meant that he was mad at her but not mad enough to choose to boycott her completely. That was fine with her. He could be around so that she would be secure in his presence but his animosity would keep him on the far side of the bed. Fine, fine she thought smiling. “Just the way I want it.” On their arrival at the villa, Kate, the server droid, had led them into the grand dining hall-grand as in big enough to pass off for a smash ball court-and served them with a delicious hot breakfast Anakin had been reticent to the point of rudeness but knowing he was still seething at her she’d not tried to converse. Later after dessert he’d stood staring out through the huge viewing gallery pointedly ignoring her and not letting her forget that he was displeased with her. She’d sat by the open fireplace for some time then asked the droid for directions to the bedroom where after a warm luxurious bath she’d gone to bed. Now dressed in her warmest clothes and a thick over-coat borrowed from Hiera’s cache of clothing she ventured out to look for him. A tremendous roaring from somewhere within the building led her to the hanger bay where as predicted she found her husband doing what he likes best; tinkering with machines. In the center of the hanger stood an oversized speeder bike it was more akin to a small speeder. The noise came from the two twin engines bulging out on either side of the bike. Anakin; sitting atop the bike revved the throttle back and forth. There was an assortment of other vehicles parked around the spacious hanger, terrain skimmers, speeders and assortment of aero bikes and one sizable ship that seemed space worthy. Exposed engines hung on chains. The floor was littered with scattered tools and spare parts. He didn't notice her until she was right next to him. She shouted something over the din. But since she couldn’t even hear her own voice she reached out and shut the engines down. Anakin turned to her angrily and she noticed that he was wearing a close fitting black climate suit under his brown cloak. “You aren’t going somewhere?” She asked. "In fact I am.” He said curtly reaching to restart the engine "I’m coming too she said scrambling to get onto the seat behind. “No you are not!” he said stopping her with one big hand pressed against her belly. I am she said pushing against his hand. “Padmé you don't have the stomach for this. This is a ‘Javai1 class windswifter’ and I am taking it for a test run around the block before I make a neighborly call on the chief of the local clans.” “The chief of the local clans?” She asked with furrowed brows, “What’s a sector commander to do with a local chief?” “I’m going to ask about the missing hunting guide, a tracker that was supposed to meet me this morning and help me hunt out the animals that needed to be put down.” Padmé made a face, “Thought you wouldn’t be interested.” He said with a smug grin. Padmé hesitated only a moment before she replied. “I am interested.” The idea of watching animals being slaughtered did not appeal to her but if he thought she was one of those faint hearted ladies then he was wrong. ”I’d like to meet these locals that live in the underground caverns.” Vader stopped, took a hard long look at her. Probably looking for some other excuse to make her change her mind “OK!” He said finally, surprising Padmé with the suddenness of his decision. “You will have to change your attire though. I don’t want you to freeze on me again-not if I have to be the one dragging you back.” “I think I’m dressed more appropriately this time.” But he shook his head, “This is no landing roof breeze we’re talking about, Padmé, when this baby starts going,” He patted the controls of the windswifter,” nothing but a thermal suit can keep one from freezing over.” Padmé sighed, she didn’t trust him but in light of her very recent experience with the weather she could not contradict him. “Go to the locker at the back of the hanger and change into…” Anakin began. “I’d rather Kate bring it here. “Please Padmé,” Vader said impatiently. Then in a lower voice, “the suit interfaces with your skin and you have to remove ALL your clothing to get into it, and though I personally wouldn’t mind, I really don't think baring it all in the middle of the hanger is a good idea.” His eyes flicked towards one of the speeders to indicate a figure busy beneath it which she hadn’t noticed before. “Where’d he come from?” She asked with reddened cheeks. “That’s Brue, he’s the supervisor here and is responsible for maintenance and repairs. With a resigned shrug she headed towards the lockers area, looking back now and then to make sure he didn’t just fly off without her. When she returned the swifter was at the hanger door which was partly raised off the floor but not enough for the swifter to clear it. She could see splotches of brown and blue through the gap between the floor and the metal hem of the door. Vader, Brue and the droids where all busy before an open maintenance panel, frantically working through a mass of wires and other components-she guessed-trying to get the door to open. He threw up his arms in a helpless gesture when he saw her. “So you were going to leave me!” She exclaimed crossing her arms across her chest as she glared at him. “The darned door!” He bit out. “I forgot that the darned door wasn’t functioning.” He said darkly. “Serves you right!” Padmé muttered with a smile she found hard to hold despite her anger. At last the toiling group managed to over-ride the computer and put it on manual control. She saw Vader and the supervisor, a well built man, heaving a heavy metal wheel at the far end of the hanger and the door started inching upward, letting in bright sunshine and ice cool air. Padmé was on top of the swifter before Vader could reach it. Grudgingly he straddled his seat, muttering something about hard-to-shake-off females. Padmé ignored him. Her arms still tight across her chest, she just glared at his back as he adjusted the sturdy helmet over his head. Kate handed Padmé a helmet and then helped her strap it on. The helmet was fully enclosing so that only the wearer’s eyes were visible from the transparent visor. “Kate, could you help her with the webbings too!” Vader said. “I don’t want her flying off somewhere over Devil’s grove.” “You don’t scare me, Anakin. We all know this machine has inertial compensators and probably a tractor field to hold passengers down.” Vader shrugged and pulled the visor down over his face. “Hold on Padmé Amidala, because this is going to be the ride of your life.” Padmé jumped, Vader’s voice was loud and right inside her ears, it took her a moment to realize that he was now communicating through the helmet’s com. Vary of the mischief in his tone she reached for the webbing straps in Kate’s hand and hurriedly pulled them over her shoulders then leaned back against the backrest. The passenger seat also had a head rest and arm rests. The pilot’s seat did not have any of those. But it had a pair of firm metal stirrups-bolted to the floor of the swifter-into which now Anakin pushed the points of his boots. This would help anchor him in case the tractor field failed for some reason. She heard Vader inhale heavily as he teased the throttle back and forth, pushing the high powered thrusters but not engaging it. The vehicle vibrated and shuddered like and impatient animal under her and she could imagine the sound that it made but except for a sharp whining her helmet filtered out the ear splitting roars. And she could also imagine the pent up power waiting to break free. Though she was tempted to grab Anakin’s waist and hold onto dear life she braced herself instead against her seat clutching at the arm rest rather than hold onto him just to deprive him of the pleasure of feeling her anxiety. Anakin finally engaged the thrusters and the swifter shot out of the hanger like a proton torpedo. Into the dazzling brightness of a clear bright noon day and before them lay a hard ice blue of nothingness. The landing bay opened onto the rim of the Cresenu shelf. Almost a mile below them lay, what the locals called, the devil’s grove-The forest of narrow tower like rock formations that lined the bottom of the deep depression like a battalion of marching troopers that time had frozen. To her right she could see the sheer face of the Cresenu rising above them. For a moment they hung there in the void of nothingness and then the craft began to fall. She clutched wildly at Anakin’s waist despite her earlier resolve. “Anakin pull up! Pull up! Or we’ll smash against that mesa.” she shouted, he just laughed then let out a whoop and screamed with delight. “This is just like pod-racing.” He called back. “Are you mad, Anakin!” Padmé yelled, “Get a hold of yourself.” “Mad? HA! This is life, Padmé! This is true freedom.” He shouted as he began to corkscrew and her world was one mad blur. Padmé knew it was no use talking senses into him, not when he so this excited, instead she just tucked her head against his back and held on. So this was her husband-a speed demon; a reckless young fool. Beneath all those titles and awards and distinctions was this…boy! The same boy she thought she’d left on Tatooine so long ago. Oh! Lord please help me! She prayed silently. Abruptly the swifter straightened out from the spiral and her eyes popped-they were almost on top of the mesa-heading directly for the pitched roof of the biggest structure that stood on it-a farmhouse from the look of it “Anakin if you don’t pull up we’ll be splattered!” She yelled. Anakin shook his head. “We’re going to pay some people a visit.” He shouted with that same mischievous tone of his. She clenched her teeth and quelled a scream welling in her throat; the more fear she showed the more he seemed to enjoy it. The speeder banked away from the rushing house at the very last second, missing the roof by centimeters. There were people working in the courtyard below and they stopped to look and point at them, some waving their fists angrily. On of them lifted something up to his shoulders-a weapon. “Anakin!” She cried, “He’s got a blaster rifle!” A laser bolt shot past before she’d even finished her warning. Vader went into evasive mode, climbing dipping and banking the craft from side to side. She wondered how much more her stomach could take. The craft looped over in a full circle and came in behind the group and swept down right through them dispersing them in all directions. They shouted and cursed after him but Vader just laughed, sweeping away from the wrathful crowd, laser bolts chasing the couple. The craft bobbed up over a short fence cleared the lip of the mesa and disappeared into the depths beyond. “That was fun wasn’t it?” Vader yelled even though she could hear him clearly. “That was stupid!” She replied. She didn’t believe this was the same man who had sought to silence her back at the space port because he had a reputation to protect. “Why in Hoth did they make you a commander…” “Correction milady, that’s a Sector Commander!” He said laughing, “Hold on Ma’am! More fun coming up!” And the craft dived again; steeply, bringing her heart to her mouth. In and out he sped, through tight alleys and crannies, and deep arroyos at speeds that reduced the scenery into a blur. She definitely knew now what a pod racer felt like and she didn’t relish it. Finally he brought the craft low, he let it hover above the worn land and she sighed with relief. At last she had a chance to actually look around. They were at the base of one of the giant rock formations, and she was sizing up the structure- From down here the rock towers did not seem delicate and slender they were in fact huge rounded stumps incredibly tall and that was what made then seem so slender from afar. Her head was tilted up all the way when the swifter dipped suddenly into a deep gorge the falling sensation making flutters in her belly, down he swept heading right into the roaring rapids, he pulled up at the last minute; Padmé almost crushed his ribs as she abandoned all pretences to bravery. Vader made a quick run down the river past a roaring waterfall where it fell suddenly over the rim of a narrow cliff, the swifter cut straight through the wild spray then rose up and headed back up towards the escarpment. It jutted before them, like an immense wall of some impenetrable fortress, layered and stratified, reminding Padmé of a humongous slice of cake with too much icing. The top of the shelf was a solid crust of ice and snow; which glinted like precious diastones in the bright sun. Immense glaciers flowed over the cliff face with their ends resting precariously on lower ledges and slopes, other glaciers hung over the lip; their amputated endings blunt from where huge chunks had fallen off.. The floor at the foot of the shelf was shrouded in mist. Water from hundreds of falls springing from the rock face fell below into the depths of the thick mist. The swifter soared ever higher away from the butte on which stood the villa and headed right for the biggest glacier that flowed over the escarpment. If she thought her over deal had ended she was wrong. Vader spun the swifter away and then back a 180 degrees turning right into the mountain of ice. Padmé thought they would collide with the ice sheet and clutched tight at Vader’s waist. “We’re going to…” she stopped, her jaws hanging when she realized what Vader had in mind. She saw a small opening in the ice that led into a long narrow, tunnel-like, formation that had been formed when the sliding glacier had folded in on itself like the rolled crest of a wave frozen in mid-action. “Anakin NO!” Too late! He was already inside the translucent tunnel. The tunnel wasn’t just tight, but it was littered with chunks of ice and sometimes boulders and other debris. The sharp screams of the engine crowded her head despite the sound filters and the blur of the rushing walls made her dizzy. She shut her eyes, feeling the craft jinking from side to side or bobbing up and down as her insane husband dodged nameless obstacles, and didn’t open them till the engine’s painful screams subsided which meant they were out. “Anakin, if you’re trying to impress me then let me tell you I AM IMPRESSED! OK! Now stop this foolishness.” “I knew you would enjoy it, honey!” “I want to throw up!” She retorted angrily. “OK! Hold on, give me five more minutes!” “For what?” But they were under the blunt end of the huge glacier before he could answer. By then she knew what he had in mind. She looked down and her eyes grew wide! The floor at the foot of the shelf was a wasteland of giant shattered pieces of ice that poked through the thick mist below. “Anakin get away from here!” She looked up at the hanging ice, like a floating apartment block hanging by a delicate thread, it’s underside studded with sharp pointed stalactites that could easily impale a man and reduce him into a piece of kabob, the swifter seemed like a tiny fly in its shadow. To her horror Vader rose right up into the thicket of oozing stalactites and began racing in and out through the tightly clustered projections. She could hardly keep her head balanced as Vader banked from side to side up and down in sudden random motions, the hanging pillars raced away in a blur. They passed so close that she had to push her legs close to the vehicle. She was jolted as the swifter hit a protruding finger of ice and shards flew out in all directions some hitting her legs. Along narrow cone of ice fell away like a missile and disappeared into the mist below. Something rumbled then creaked, loud enough for her to hear it through the helmet’s filters. Then another rumble; louder, like the groaning of a giant ship that was about to break apart. The collision with that particular stalactite wasn’t something major that could destabilize something this huge but the glacier was probably unstable as it hung over the rim, the bright sun, the warm air from below and the weight of the ice from above gave the monstrous block the nudge it needed. ‘Anakin..!” But Vader was already pushing away from under the shadow of the mammoth. He twisted the yoke all the way. The swifter dived down like a frightened fish. Padmé stared up in horror at the sleeping giant waked from its slumber. almost slowly a freighter sized rectangular chunk began to tear away from one side of the glacier, the loose end of the slab rushing down in a wide arc, straight at them. Padmé could not hold her emotions any longer and a scream escaped her lips. The ice block detached completely from the main glacier and began to fall towards them. The swifter banked hard and her head jerked back viciously; if not for the compensator it might have snapped her neck. She was shoved sideways and almost hit her face against something huge and black that shot from below, an out-cropping of solid rock that Vader had dodged at the nick of time. The webbings having reached its limit of elasticity and the pull of the tractor field pulled her back in, preventing her head from smashing into the outcropping by millimeters. “We’re out of its path!” Vader said breathlessly as they dropped away from the rock. Then the mammoth chunk hit the outcropping they’d just missed and exploded in an ear deafening blast, breaking into a thousand pieces and showering debris in a wide arc; they were well within that dangerous perimeter. How she thought could Vader could out run this one. Raining debris clanked and chinked against her helmet but Vader’s fancy piloting made it possible to avoid the dangerous ones. She yelped when a slab the size of a pod racer engine slid centimeters past them. Her horror stricken gaze was glued to a group of tumbling ice blocks heading straight for them. There was no way Anakin could dodge all of them and by the size of them she was sure the helmet wasn’t going to be any help either. “Look out Anakin!” She cried and pressed herself again him, bracing her self for the crushing blow. Suddenly the speeder rolled over and they where riding upside down. For a moment she assumed the worst; that her husband had been hit and lost control of the vehicle. There was a tremendous clattering and shattering sounds as the ice debris hit the underside of the swifter, the force of the impact almost dislodging her from her seat but thanks to the webbing it pulled her back in. The underside of all repulser lift vehicles were very sturdy to protect the innards of the vehicle from rough landings, harsh weather and thousands of other unexpected hazards that it’s underside was exposed to. Anakin had used the underside of the swifter to protect them from the impact of the ice that he could not evade through his piloting skills. “That was fast thinking!” She acknowledged reluctantly. “That, milady is the reason I was made sector commander.” Vader slowed the swifter and they cruise close to the wall above the zone of falling ice. Here she saw several bubble-like structures glinting in the sun. The structures hugged the rock face, much like the transparent tubes of turbo lifts on most city apartments. But the ends were open and water gushed from it. It was when Vader cruised closed to it that she realized that it was a thin sheet of ice, formed by some strange quirk of nature. Finally Vader chose one such bubble and bringing the swifter above it he crashed though the top and then they were inside a vast bright enclosure and warm. The swifter turned around in midair, coming to face an opening. Initially it seemed like a small cave but as they drifted in she saw that it was a cavern, big enough to pass of for one of ‘destructors smaller hangers. And it was warm, so warm that grass and numerous kinds of flowers grew in abundance at the edge of the broad stream that flowed in the middle. away from the stream the ground was uneven with mounds and clumps of mud and standing boulders strewn here and there among the green grass, though the grass on the areas beyond the little spot of sun light were, red, purple or bluish. There was vegetation even on the walls of the cavern -nurtured by the high humidity from the warm mists rising from the river. The Swifter came down gently on the thick ground cover, Something small and hard hit him between the shoulder-blades startling him. “Aww!” Vader exclaimed rubbing his shoulders “You did that on purpose!” Padmé accused angrily as she dismounted the swifter. Then she turned around and promptly threw up her breakfast next to a tumbled boulder. “I warned you that you wouldn’t be up to it.” He said with an amused grin. “You warned me it was a test run not a death run!” She cried in disbelief “Hey it’s me!” He said smugly. “Well! You almost killed us! Flyboy!” She said, angrily throwing her gloves at his face. She turned away and started for the pool. “You can’t leave them you can’t please them,” He said with a shrug. “That’s women for you.” He threw his arms up in exasperation. “A darned Taureg should have been waiting here,” he muttered to himself forgetting his wife’s outburst already. Had he come to the wrong place? Not surprising when his only clue to what passed off for an address in this force forsaken land was the first bubble from the right, top level, Cresenu-rock face. “Ugh! This water is warm!” He heard Padmé say. She might have been expecting cool water to splash on her face. But he was more worried about finding his guide. Cupping his hand around his mouth he called out several time. “Hello there! Is there some one here?” The sound was drowned mostly by the continuous bubbling of the running brook and the subdued roar of falling water which wasn’t too loud but the cavern walls tended to deflect sound making the vast cavern drone with a continuous hum and murmur of moving water. He sent out his feelings but didn’t detect the presence of any sentients nearby. ‘Might as well wait he thought as he turned around and headed for the edge of the wide gap from where they had entered the cave. He threw a casual glance Padmé’s way; she was wading in ankle deep water with her boots still on. The brook here was shallow and wide, a line of closely place stones across the width of the brook kept the pool brimming and the excess water flowed gently over the line of stones on its way to the fall. He walked along the bubbling stream to where it fell into the void. The mouth of the waterfall was about fifteen feet across, its rim was eroded into a deep shaped curve even though it was made of flat solid rock, indicating this water course to be very, very old. Thin wisps of Steam rose from the center of the brook and thickened to heavy mist at the mouth of the cave where the warm water was exposed to the colder air in the ice bubble. He lifted his head following the warm mist as it rose up. He could see the bright blue of the sky through the hole he had made with his windswifter, but already it had become smaller. The top of the dome was the point at which the mists were farthest from the warmth of the cavern where the cold won over and turned the mist to ice-all around the presence of the transparent tube marked the boundary where the frost marked it territory. The ice was thickest at the sides where it clung to the rock face and thin and translucent right in the middle. The droplets, mist and ice all played together with the sunlight that penetrated the thin shell, creating exotic tapestries of colors; bands of rainbows, splashes of yellow, pinks and purple bouncing off the ice and waving multicolored ribbons bobbing gently over the rising mists. After a while though he grew impatient. The light was right the weather was right-he didn’t know how long it would last and since he didn’t have too much time on the planet he wanted to start the hunt right away. He turned away from the light show and headed for his transport. He decided to go after his trackers instead. He could see an opening at the end of the cavern and decided to follow it in search of the people he was looking for. He glanced back at Padmé intent on calling her. She was leaning over the waters poking a reed –which grew thickly on both banks where the pool had broadened. She stood up peered at the water then bent again poking the reed into the water. His hand still on the ignition card he stared at her backside and her alluring slim figure. The suit was hugging her figure so snugly it made her appear almost naked. He’d never seen her in something so…provoking. He swallowed hard. “It should be a crime to allow women to wear such things.” He muttered to himself. Forgetting his impatience he sat down on the grass leaning on the swifter. Suddenly Kate’s suggestion of waiting for his contact if he didn’t show up right away seemed very sensible. Oblivious to the storm that she’d let loose in the serene center of a certain Galactic Sector commander Padmé continued her close observations of the exotic life forms in the pool. Vader slid down, stretching out on the grass propping his head in one hand and chewing absentmindedly at a stalk of some plant. From here he could just make out her form, a clump of tall grass and mid sized boulder blocked the scenes before and behind her. She was slim and lithe the thought led him to others-being young and human and free to loaf-at least for a time- his fantasy soon had him beyond the cave. At one time it had been one of his favorite occupations; fantasying about Padmé but that was then, ages ago, it seemed when he had been just an apprentice and had time-too much time- between practice sessions. Recently though life had been like a speeding freighter that never seemed to slow down. He closed his eyes. They lay on the grass. Him and Padmé; her head nestled in the crook of his arm, his lips on her skin his hand wandering down her smooth soft curves. Then up to her throat. she did not object or even show fear she merely gave him an encouraging smile as he fingered the zip, he began to slide it down, slowly. “Anakin!” A voice called… Apprehensive, Fearful. His eyes jerked up to hers but she was still smiling. “Anakin!” This time the voice was more forceful. Painful… pleading... His eyes flew open immediately as awareness of the here and now flooded him. Padmé was in danger. He could see her now between the clump and tall grasses that framed his view, Padmé stood with her arms raised to chest height. He was on his feet and the blaster was out before he even he saw the stranger. A man dressed in assortments of pelts and furs stood before her; holding a long blaster, point blank, at her chest. -----signature----- Knight of Darkness (Vad/Pad romance-ROTS AU) http://boards.theforce.net/The_Saga/b10476/11375224/p1 Anakin and Amidala-Love found (TPM AU) http://boards.theforce.net/The_Saga/b10476/17690895/?328
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sabrelight Registered: Dec '00	Date Posted: 8/19/07 3:16pm Subject: RE: Knight Of Darkness Vader-PAdme Romance with a twist AU (05/ 25 Who needs a blaster?)
	Sent out some alerts-hoping readers will find this. -----signature----- Knight of Darkness (Vad/Pad romance-ROTS AU) http://boards.theforce.net/The_Saga/b10476/11375224/p1 Anakin and Amidala-Love found (TPM AU) http://boards.theforce.net/The_Saga/b10476/17690895/?328
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sabrelight Registered: Dec '00	Date Posted: 9/2/07 8:03pm Subject: RE: Knight Of Darkness Vader-PAdme Romance with a twist AU (05/ 25 Who needs a blaster?)
	“Get away from her!” Vader bellowed; his voice resounding, cold and menacing, above the gurgling of the flowing brook. The man, though, startled held his ground. Holding out his blaster before him Vader inched his way towards Padmé. Slowly, from behind mounds and boulders three more dark silhouettes rose up, weapons pointed. But the extra guns did not deter Vader “Get away!” He yelled, “Or I will shoot!” The man moved back a couple of steps and turned his gun on Vader, squeezing his trigger finger lightly to warn him off but did not shoot. “What kind of low bit cowardly warrior threatens an unarmed woman? Are you a one of a kind or is this cowardice the trend of the clan.” Vader said when he got close enough. He pushed himself in front of Padmé so that the tribal’s long blaster was now pointed at his chest. “You have no right to be here!” The man shouted in basic. “This is private property. You Ajimbo’s have taken over the cities and now you’re bringing your greed here.” He pushed the point of his longblaster in Vader’s face. It was clear to Vader that this man wasn’t well disposed to outsiders. “Excuse me!” Vader said pushing aside the muzzle of the gun being waved in his face “there is no need to shout, I can hear you quite well.” The man’s face twisted in anger. “Then get out of here! This place is out of limits to tourists.” “We are not tourists; we are the Baron Rogress’ guests.” Vader said putting away his blaster into the holster at his hips. His cloak concealed it well which was why Padmé hadn’t noticed it before. “I was expecting a local tracker on a hunting expedition as per the Baron’s promise but this morning I waited and he did not turn up. I want to know why?” Vader asked crossing his arms across his chest. Hearing the Baron’s name the tribals lowered their weapons. “I am Sha’kaan of the Alori.” The man standing before Vader said. His features relaxed as he said it but his eyes were hard as ever. “The Baron usually informs us of any planned expeditions at least three days before his guests are due.” Vader shrugged. “I am not aware of how the Baron goes about his business but you could talk to the Baron’s PR.” Vader directed one thumb behind him indicating the general area of the villa. Sha’kaan did not reply obviously not convinced. They stood silent staring at each other. “I would like to meet your chief.” Vader said finally. “The chief does not have time for your kind.” Sha’kaan bit out. “But I will ask my commander…”He didn’t complete his sentence. A man’s voice from somewhere interrupted him. “And what is your business with the chief of the Alori Tauregs?” Vader looked around following the sound and caught sight of a man standing on a high ledge, a skeletal airbike hovering besides him. “I am Commander Vader of the Republic Navy. Are you the chief of the Tauregs?” “I am Kazik the commander of the Alori warriors.” The man was tall and proud. “I am also the chief in waiting.” “He wishes the service of a guide for a hunting expedition, my lord.” Sha’kaan put in. “Sha’kaan, escort this gentleman and the lady to the village.” Kazik commanded after only a brief pause. This command clearly had his subordinate surprised; Sha’kaan hesitated as though to protest but Kazik mounted his airbike, and sped away towards the far end of the cavern and in moments was lost from view. Vader headed for the swifter and waited for Padmé to take her seat. She walked slowly towards him. She seemed pale and dazed and refused to meet his eyes. He knew that she’d been shaken at suddenly finding herself surrounded by unfamiliar, rough looking men; It must have been a hair raising half a minute when she looked around for him and not finding him where he should be—he could imagine her rising panic as the horrific drama of the mech bay confronted her again. He wanted very much at that moment to catch her assailants and tear them to bits with his bare hands, every one of them. And he would, he promised himself; they would regret the day they were born. For a moment he just stood there peering into her face, seeming to debate whether to comfort her in someway or risk offending her again. He knew that she did not like being reminded of her weakness. Padmé shivered and hugged herself. “You’re cold?” She shook her head. No its pretty warm here. It’s just…it’s just…” She turned to the tribals. They stood in a small clearing, discussing among them selves but one of them was staring in her direction. “I just don’t like the way this Sha’kaan guy is ogling me.” Vader looked over his shoulders but the tribal had turned away. One of them was returning down the dusty track leading a line of lizard like two legged animals fitted with saddles. Clearly this was the local mode of transport. The airbike must be a perk reserved for their commanders. Vader turned back to her. “I don’t think I can fault him, with that thing you’re wearing.” he replied leaning against the swifter. “You asked me to wear it; that it was necessary.” her voice betraying her annoyance. He shook his head and though he did not smile there was a hint of it on his lips but the twinkle in his eyes betrayed his efforts at trying to hide his amusement. “That,” He said slipping out of his cloak,” and the fact that I wanted to see you in something other than conservative ballroom gowns.” He gave her a rakish grin, “I just didn’t think other men might enjoy looking at that sexy figure too,” he chuckled as he draped the cloak around her shoulders. He was met with a firm bop on his chest. That punch literally seemed to break down the barriers he’d set up not so long ago. “Owe!” aren’t you a little too generous with your punches today?” “And aren’t you forgetting yourself a little too much today.” She retorted pulling the cloak tight around her. “Are you accusing me of misbehaving?” “That’s putting it a little lightly Mr.-Commander-of-the-Galactic-Navy. There’s a lot of difference between misbehaving and rampaging around the country-side like some Coruscant undercity clan-biker.” Vader laughed, throwing away the last of his restraints. “So you are going to police me, eh?” He was met with a defiant look. “The armed forces are not a private enterprise, it is funded by ‘us’ the people and so you are in reality a public servant and I am a member of that public. As a responsible citizen it is my right and my duty to police you and report you in case you forget whom you serve.” He drew near. “Uh! huh! I think I am in big doodoo.” Padmé raised her chin. Vader took her hand and covered it with both hands; his touch sending a warm jolt up her arm to her spine. “Kind lady, could this humble servant ask for a reprieve, this one last time?” Padmé rolled her eyes and tried to repress a smile. He raised her hand to his lips but she pulled it back quickly before it touched her hand-she was plenty uncomfortable already, she didn’t know what his lips on her skin would do to her dignity. “OK! OK! I’ll forget what I saw…but just this once.” She warned mockingly waving a finger at him. Vader smiled. “Ah! You are so kind, milady.” Then he drew closer and his voice became a whisper. “I could show you how grateful I am but…” He looked at the men and shrugged. “Stop fooling around and get started, our guides are already moving,” Padmé said as she punched him lightly again on the chest. “Oww! Hey, you did it again.” He made a pained face as he rubbed at his chest. One of the tribals called out for them to hurry. Vader turned and waved to him then took the pilot’s seat at his leisure. He keyed the controls and then turned to her “Know that I’m keeping count and I will need to balance the accounts-if and when it is appropriate.” He said rubbing his chest. Then he turned back and the swifter began to hum softly as he twisted the control at the handle. “What does that mean?” She asked. Vader shrugged, “I’ll let you know!” He said turning to look at her; there was that mischievous, no, lascivious twinkle in his eyes that she had seen before. He winked at her then turned away and the swifter rose slowly over the uneven terrain. “I don’t like it!” Padmé grumbled, folding her arms across her chest. But she smiled behind his back, this holiday was certainly having an effect on her husband she thought; just this morning he had been grumpy and uncongenial. She took in a deep breath; she was already feeling better. -----signature----- Knight of Darkness (Vad/Pad romance-ROTS AU) http://boards.theforce.net/The_Saga/b10476/11375224/p1 Anakin and Amidala-Love found (TPM AU) http://boards.theforce.net/The_Saga/b10476/17690895/?328
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Hippety_Hopper Registered: Jan '03	Date Posted: 9/9/07 10:44am Subject: RE: Knight Of Darkness Vader-PAdme Romance with a twist AU (05/ 25 Who needs a blaster?)
	Great job, sabre! Keep it going! Hippety -----signature----- Adoptee of Daughter_of_Yubyub Author of the fic - The New Era http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=10742527
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sabrelight Registered: Dec '00	Date Posted: 9/20/07 5:07am Subject: RE: Knight Of Darkness Vader-PAdme Romance with a twist AU (05/ 25 Who needs a blaster?)
	grungebuuny: Maybe-maybe not but Padme finally has his sympathy. -----signature----- Knight of Darkness (Vad/Pad romance-ROTS AU) http://boards.theforce.net/The_Saga/b10476/11375224/p1 Anakin and Amidala-Love found (TPM AU) http://boards.theforce.net/The_Saga/b10476/17690895/?328
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Mirik Registered: Dec '05	Date Posted: 3/3 11:46am Subject: RE: Knight Of Darkness Vader-PAdme Romance with a twist AU (05/ 25 Who needs a blaster?)
	Up! -----signature----- Mothers lose all memory of their own wrong doings when confronted with those of their
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LaMortDuCygne Registered: Jul '08	Date Posted: 7/3 3:21pm Subject: RE: Knight Of Darkness Vader-PAdme Romance with a twist AU (05/ 25 Who needs a blaster?)
	Wonderful!
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