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Kyana-Morgaine  319 posts
Registered: Oct '04
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Date Posted: 9/21/06 1:58pm Subject: TAKING BREATH IN A COLD NIGHT; Palpatine/OC/Vader and other; AU - Date Edited: 7/13/08 2:21am (4 edits total) Edited By: Kyana-Morgaine
Title: Taking breath in a cold night
Summary: Palpatines life is going to be disturbed by someone who survived the purges. He isn't amused about this...
Charakters: Palpatine/OC/Vader and other
Era: The Saga; AU
Disclaimer: I don't own Star Wars or its characters
I'm no native speaker, so please be kind.... praying



Taking breath in a cold night

Prologue

Night had fallen over the Palace in Coruscant. It was late, morning would soon come, and the first sun would set a first shine of morning light over the highest tops of the building.
Another day would then begin.
He couldn’t sleep. Night by night he was hunted by nightmares, full of memories, full of future. When sleeping for a while he awakened with sweated clothing, always a bit confused.
Tonight he didn’t even try to find some sleep, to find some rest. He just waited for the next morning to come, to get up again. He laid on his bed, open eyed, and watched the walls. The ceiling.

It was so damn quiet. Just his own breathing sounded in his bedroom. He liked to listen to it, night by night. He was living, but dying day by day a little bit more. The tribute he had to pay to the Dark Side was very high, but worth it to his opinion. But whenever looking into a mirror, by his own will or by accident, he just wanted to break the mirror into hundreds of pieces.

The tribute,…
Loneliness.
Frigidity.
Isolation.

His life wasn’t glorious as was told in the holonews or told by his biographers. Some events in his life weren’t worth written or to be told to anybody. His past was mysterious, there weren’t hardly any documents showing his origin, his family or relatives, and testifying his career before becoming a representative of the planet Naboo at the age of 32.

His future would be the chaotic nexus of the Dark Side.
He didn’t like this concept…
Another deep breath.
Another minute had passed by.











 

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KELIA  10910 posts
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Date Posted: 9/21/06 3:02pm Subject: RE: TAKING BREATH IN A COLD NIGHT; Palpatine/OC/Vader and other; AU
Ooooohhhhh very chilling beginning.

I'm very intrigued to see what happens next.

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jasonnels 
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Date Posted: 9/21/06 3:50pm Subject: RE: TAKING BREATH IN A COLD NIGHT; Palpatine/OC/Vader and other; AU
Wow!!!!!! This is so freaky cool!!!!!! skull Please PM me when you write some more!!!!!!! praying

 
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Kyana-Morgaine  319 posts
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Date Posted: 9/21/06 3:54pm Subject: RE: TAKING BREATH IN A COLD NIGHT; Palpatine/OC/Vader and other; AU - Date Edited: 9/21/06 5:21pm (2 edits total) Edited By: Kyana-Morgaine
Ok, here we go...



Chapter 1


His awakening in the early morning hours was horrible. His clothes were hanging numb from his skeletal old body. When trying to get up he felt a sudden dizziness. This headache he had for weeks now was just starting again. Slowly he sat on his bed again waiting for the dizziness to be gone.

The day would be full of appointments of any kind, but no privacy at all. He already had forgotten what the meaning of privacy was. He didn’t remember how it felt to sleep well or sleep until the late morning hours. To go to a holomovie or into an exhibition without being noticed by an audience.
There was officially no time for him to have a private life, but he knew the feeling of boredom very well, he felt it daily. At lunchtime at last, sometimes even earlier.
But he hadn’t had a chance to escape. His lifelong dream of an empire was his fate as well. There was no difference.

He stood up, went straight into his fresher and undressed himself slowly. The dizziness was gone but the headache was getting more painful. Yet he didn’t take pills to stop the pain, he abhorred chemicals because they could break his link to the Dark Side in the worst case.

Avoiding the big mirror onto the wall he slipped into the shower. The water was icy; he wanted just to wake up his mind. To refresh his body from the state of doze.
Later on he dressed himself. He needed no help with his robes, not yet, but everyday dressing and all the things that were normal for every being were getting more and more onerously. His wardrobe in his dressing room was full of his robes. All in black. But behind these black robes, deep into his wardrobe, there were a few robes he had worn when being Supreme Chancellor. These days were so long gone, so long, nearly a lifetime. He could remember them but looking back was nothing he practised. Often he thought about having a droid in his wardrobe if he needed some help at dressing. But admitting that he really needed help in such simple daily matters was shameful for him. Especially for him. The greatest Master of the Sith, an old man.
No one, nor being nor machine, will ever see me in these rooms, in my rooms! Not undressed, not without my hood that hides this monster of mine… That demon that burned my flesh and devoured my soul.


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Grandwezir Sate Pestage was one of his closest friends, one of his oldest friends. Pestage started to work for him even before he became representative for the system of Naboo. For sure he knew everything about Palpatine. About his past, as much as Palpatine told him, about his plans when he was chancellor and about his plans for the galactic empire. As his aide and closest friends Pestage organized Palpatines daily routine, his appointments and meetings. And, of course his less private life. No one ever was so close to him and would be so close in the future.

“Your 0900 meeting has been cancelled”, Pestage informed him while Palpatine tried to get some food in his sore stomach.
“Why?”
“Let’s say…Senator Mothma has been seen in company with some other…rebellious individuals.”
“Why didn’t you inform me earlier?”
“Information was coming in just a few minutes ago…the Senators’ involvement in the Rebellion is now proved.”
“Do what must been done to capture her before she could flee. I want her alive…if possible.”
“If not?”
“Then make it possible!”

Pestage bowed and let him alone, for his own. He knew when his master was in a very bad mood, when his master hadn’t slept a single minute at night. Then it was better to just inform and obey him. No more, no less.

Palpatine could be very…strict towards his friends and aides as well as to his enemies. There seemed to be no difference for him if it was a friend who failed or betrayed him, or an enemy who rebel against him.
And his master had been in a bad mood more often since the Alliance, the Rebels, has been formed and sent him an open letter. But for the Emperor this letter was a letter of treason. And all who signed it were condemned for treachery. These individuals, mostly senators or senatorial aides, some military personals only, were traitors and were now hunted by armed forces, bounty hunters, and…if necessary by Lord Vader himself.


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Her father wasn’t happy about her planed trip to the core worlds. He was very cared about his daughter, an only-child, his only left linking to his wife. But Kimea Kenobi was old enough to make her own decision, and she decided to go. At an age of 24 she just finished her mastery of the Force, ended her studies a year ago and now tried to find her place in this cruel galaxy. Obi-Wan didn’t know about her exact plans but he knew his daughter that well so he could tell she won’t be able to avoid problems with the higher administrative. And on a planet as Coruscant, Imperial Centre, it would be the Emperor himself.

Kimea was force-sensitive, and she was trained to be a Jedi. Her skills in the Light Side were acceptable for her age and the bad condition the Jedi Order had to train their very less Padawan since the day Palpatine took over the Old Republic and gave the orders to Order 66.

Another problem, if he could call it a problem, was his daughter’s interest in the Dark Side. It wasn’t an urgent problem because Kimea wasn’t attractive for the Dark Side. She could use it but wasn’t used by it. There seemed to be no tribute she had to pay for mastering it. Something that even Masters like Palpatine and Vader couldn’t handle.

And now his little daughter wanted to move into the core worlds, in the direct control of the men who killed her friends and comrades. Obi-Wan Kenobi didn’t know why, but he felt that his daughter had lied to him about her plans and her intention to leave him and her future in the Jedi Order. She left behind everything she loved. Friends, family and job.

“You shouldn’t be cared so much, dad. I’ll be alright, I promise. And I’ll hide myself in the force if that’s what matters you.”
“I can’t hold you back, I know.”
“Organa has given me an address where I can find a new job and an apartment. I’ll use moms name, they won’t find out if I won’t let them. And I’m going to sent you messages regularly.”
“I’m sure you do.”

He embraced her a last time when standing with her in front of the spaceport of Mos Eisley. She just bought a ticket to Chandrila. Her first step to enter the core worlds. From Chandrila she would travel directly to Coruscant where she would meet Senator Organa himself at Chance Palp. Her later-on plans then were a secret to him and would stay a secret.
He had to go. She had to go. Her ship was ready to take off.

Kimea smiled at him: “I’ll be back as soon as possible.”
“Don’t give a promise to me, my child.”
She nodded, then took her luggage and entered the ship that would take her to Chandrila. She didn’t look back, but forward.

I'll be the most careful as possible...

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Kyana-Morgaine  319 posts
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Date Posted: 9/21/06 5:22pm Subject: RE: TAKING BREATH IN A COLD NIGHT; Palpatine/OC/Vader and other; AU
Next update will be on Sunday evening!!!! happy

 

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VaderLVR64  30946 posts
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Date Posted: 9/22/06 7:39am Subject: RE: TAKING BREATH IN A COLD NIGHT; Palpatine/OC/Vader and other; AU
Oh, very nicely done! applause The language was powerful and moving. Bravo! grin

 

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Kyana-Morgaine  319 posts
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Date Posted: 9/24/06 8:14am Subject: RE: TAKING BREATH IN A COLD NIGHT; Palpatine/OC/Vader and other; AU
KELIA & jasonnels: As I've promised...the next chapter is online.

VaderLVR64: Thanks. I hope you like the next chapters as well.



 

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Kyana-Morgaine  319 posts
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Date Posted: 9/24/06 8:34am Subject: RE: TAKING BREATH IN A COLD NIGHT; Palpatine/OC/Vader and other; AU
Chapter 2


Kimea Kenobi, now Kimea Tachi after her mother, used her time while travelling to read everything she could find in the board library about Coruscant. After a few days in the hyperspace the ship slowed down into normal space. They’ve arrived Chandrila, in of the Core worlds.

Kimea packed her luggage and asked for further instructions where to register her luggage to get it into the ship to Coruscant. So she registered and left the ship. In one of the halls of the spaceport she entered a bistro and waited for the ship to lift off. Time passed very slowly by, but she couldn’t go into the city. For a visit the time was too short. She would come to Chandrila soon again, if her plans worked out as they should.

The travel to Coruscant took just a few hours. Then the ship arrived safely at Chance Palp, the biggest spaceport on Coruscant, named after Emperor Palpatine himself. It was already built in the Old Republic.
She showed her passport to the custom and got her luggage back. Afterwards she only could wait to be picked up by Senator Organa himself. Or one of his closest aides. She knew Organa since she was a little child.
He was one of the best friends of her parents and one of the few who helped them to survive while the Empire was searching the galaxy for Jedi. Furthermore Organa adopted Leia, one of the twins Senator Amidala of Naboo, the secret wife of Jediknight Anakin Skywalker, had born on Polis Massa.

She didn’t need to wait for long. Organa was standing in the spaceports' great Arrivalhall looking for her, and when he recognized her, he waved her to come nearer. Organa looked old, sorrowed and tired. He seemed as he hadn’t catch a lot of sleep last night.

“Something had happened”, he told her after he greeted her friendly.
“Pardon?”
“Mon Mothma had to flee from the Core Worlds, she must hide herself now. Her linking to the Alliance had been proved!”
“But she’s safe?”
“I think so. The last communication I got was she would meet with some other members and now join the troops.”
“That isn’t good after all. Who’ll be her successor? Or hadn’t the Empire announced one yet?”
“Dorh Suna is his name. The Empire believes he’s loyal.”
“But…?”
“No”, Organa smiled, “He’s as loyal as he can be…if your mentor is fallen under death sentence.”
“Good or bad for me?”
“I already told him Mon had asked the Council of Chandrila for a senatorial aid. He expects you tomorrow in his bureau. You’re both absolutely newcomers in politics on the senatorial carpets.”
“Should be interesting then, he?”

Organa just laughed, and then let her luggage carried to his air car. He would take her to her new apartment, somewhere on Coruscant…Imperial Centre. Kimea looked around, watched interestingly to this world that was once her homeworld.
She was born and raised here…until Palpatine took over the Old Republic. The temple was seen soon, its towers were glowing in the sunlight of the late evening. It was hard for her not to go straight there, but she couldn’t. Not now. Not yet!


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Organa left her in her new apartment and promised her to meet her in the next few days. But she could reach him and call him up whenever she wanted to.

So here was she now. Back home on Coruscant. But not in her home, just in sight of temple. It was getting dark outside, and cold. She started to unpack some of her luggage, especially her clothes.

Her mother woke her up in the late evening. She had sent her daughter to bed only an hour ago. Siri Tachi was very nervous, her skin whitened.
“Come on! We must go.”
“Tired…” murmured Kimea, 7 years old while her mother dressed her in a hurry.
“Kimmy, listen to me!” she looked into her daughters blue eyes, “We must leave the temple, understand? It…it’s a game…no one is allowed to see us. We get a ship and meet daddy, agree?”
“Daddy? Is he not with Anakin?”
“No. But Anakin’s back. I saw him. He told me about this game. We hide before him and he try to catch us. And if we win we go onto a little trip with daddy. Will you be a lovely girl and play with us?”
“Yes,…can I take Danu with me?”
“Yes, but hurry, we haven’t got time. Anakin’s looking for us!”
She pressed her teddy before her breast and started running with her mother whose hand she was holding out of her rooms. Everywhere was chaos.
Screams.
Shots…the sound of different lightsabers.
Little Kimea asked herself what kind of game this was. Were all Jedi playing this game her mom had told her about? But why…was one of her friends lying on the ground with that red liquid flowing out of his body.
“Is Grith sleeping, mommy? Was he found?”
Her mother just nodded and shooed her through half of the temple, careful not to be seen by any of the stormtroopers. Kimea smelled the smoke…and something very ugly she never had smelled before in her young life. Within a few minutes they had reached on one of the upper decks, on which some of the ships were standing ready for take off. Her mother carried her on her arms looking for a ship they could take.
“Have we won, mommy?”
“Not yet, little one. We must first take off from the temple and reach your daddy.”
“Are we allowed to take one of these ships?”
“Yes”, Siri answered quietly, entering one of the ships that seemed to be suitable for her and her daughters needs. She told her daughter to sit down and to be quiet. And then they took off, left Coruscant behind them. Left everything behind them. Their friends, the Jedi Order, everything.
Later, long after all these memories had taken place, Kimea got known to the situation therefore and what really had happened to Grith and her other friends. Grith was dead as all the others she was playing and learning with. Just a handful of Jedi and Padawan had survived the slaughter, but none on Coruscant.
Her mother woke her once again up when they arrived at a planet she hardly could remember. The only thing that was important to her was that her father was suddenly there. And with him a baby called Luke. He said baby Luke and his twin sister Leia had to be cared for because Anakin couldn’t be a father right now. Leia would be grown by a senator, but Luke would accompany them for a while.
“We can’t adopt him, Obi-Wan!” Siri was totally against his plans, “We have a own daughter to raise. He will danger our situation!”
“I know! There is just another option left then. We must take him to his family.”
“Anakin has family?”
“A stepbrother on Tatooine. But us…I promise to protect the boy. Maybe he will one of the future generations that‘ll fight against the Emperor…”
“What are your plans?”
Kimea hardly remembered her mothers conversation with her father in these days, but she knew Siri wasn’t happy to stay on Tatooine. In the Outer Rim, somewhere in the nowhere. But she hadn’t had another choice. They all needed to stay hidden, for years, maybe generations. So they moved to Tatooine. Luke found a family in his uncle and his aunt. Obi-Wan Kenobi and Siri Tachi moved somewhere in the desert with their daughter. They built a house to live in and raised Kimea together...as parents.

Long years have passed by…and now she was back again.
Home.
If something had changed in her and her moms quarters since they had fled that night?
Maybe…?
Perhaps Anakin…Darth Vader had personally searched for them but just found out they weren’t there. Hopefully he had thought Siri and her had died in that night but weren’t identified because of…whatever. But they weren’t even on the list…maybe Anakin hadn’t even looked for them.
Why should he by the way? He didn’t know her parents secret…a secret he also got and at which he had broken…and with it the complete Jedi Order…including the Old Republic. The secret that his so beloved brave Master wasn’t that innocent…that his Master fathered a child. Obi-Wan broke up with some important rules of the Order as had Anakin.


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It was time to start her plans.
His last quiet night has just started…better, his last quiet hours. If he received the message she was going to sent him he wouldn’t sleep this night.

Wearing her Jedirobes she stood in front of the temple searching for an entrance the stormtroopers who controlled the doors didn’t be familiar with. There was a small ventilation shaft, big enough she could get through it and would enter the temple without being seen. After crawling for a while she reached one of the hallways from which Kimea could obtain all important chambers.

She considered about visiting her and her mothers rooms but when standing before them she didn’t dare to enter. There were too much hurting memories that were invading in her mind right now.
She decided to get her plans under way. Going to the Council chambers high above the temple in one of the towers she tried not to remember the old days. She missed her friends, so much; even know, after 17 years.

The doors to the Council Chambers opened before her. It was empty, of course. She looked around, recognized the empty chairs. She has known all Council members. If not personal then by tales from her father. All except Yoda were long dead and gone.
All.

Her fathers chair had have a comlink from which her father could send messages to whomever he wished to. A few years ago she asked him innocently in conversation if he remembered the code and he did tell her but didn’t think about his daughter to ever use it. But now Kimea was able to lock in and to place different messages she could activate even from a distance. Her first message, the most important from all, was sent immediately to the former bureau of the Supreme Chancellor. Even if Palpatines number would have been changed since then, the message would be sent to the recent number.

It was time to leave. Before he perhaps received the message and showed up in the temple chambers. They would meet soon, but not yet.
She left the temple the same way she had entered the building half an hour ago.


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He was really surprised when reading this message. First able he thought that maybe a message was somewhere lost in some communication channels for 17 years but when reading the date…?
That can’t be possible!
A Jedi had sent him a message, directly from the Council Chambers. A very simple message, the intention was clear to him.

“Tomorrow night. 2300. Council chambers. No tricks.”

Instantly he ordered a shuttle to carry him to the temple. He wanted to look for himself if there was a hint who had come home.
It had to be a master or at least someone who was aware of one of the codes of the Councils Communiqués. Without a code you couldn’t lock in at all.


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She changed her Jedirobes for her nightgown. Arriving in these rooms didn’t feel like home, but she was just a few hours on Coruscant. A last look out of the window made her smile.
It works!
He was at temple, looking for her. But of course he wouldn’t find her. She wouldn’t go to the temple for the next weeks, in case he would expand the controls at the temple.

There was light in the Council Chambers…

 

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Darth_Kripp  528 posts
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Date Posted: 9/24/06 8:41am Subject: RE: TAKING BREATH IN A COLD NIGHT; Palpatine/OC/Vader and other; AU
I do like it. Kimea seems to be a huge mystery...
Please PM me when next chapter is ready.

 

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Kyana-Morgaine  319 posts
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Date Posted: 9/24/06 12:50pm Subject: RE: TAKING BREATH IN A COLD NIGHT; Palpatine/OC/Vader and other; AU
Next chapter will be posted soon!

 

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Date Posted: 9/25/06 4:32am Subject: RE: TAKING BREATH IN A COLD NIGHT; Palpatine/OC/Vader and other; AU
Next chapter is up!

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Chapter 3


She started her first day on Coruscant very early in the morning.
She used to train daily; her skills had to sharpen if possible.
The Emperor nor his apprentice Vader couldn’t feel her in the force; she hid herself carefully. Palpatine has done so when he was senator and Supreme Chancellor. And no one ever recognized it. Not even the Jedimasters! Not even Yoda! Palpatine fooled the Jedi for more than a few decades and when they finally noticed that he was the Sithlord they were looking for it was far too late.

She would hide herself in his presence, would only give him very little hints while playing with him. It was a puzzle for him she had planned. But he wouldn’t win or solve it; he would lose and fail whatever he would try to find her. At the last stage of the game, of course, he would know with whom he was playing with…but that was future…and furthermore a long way for him to take. It was a dangerous game but a funny one, too.
For her.
Not for him.

After she ended her training she dressed for the day in some formal clothes Organa had provided her for her first day in her new job. She would go shopping as soon as possible. The robes were of a dark blue and heavy. They fitted perfectly but Kimea didn’t feel well in it. Formal robes weren’t her favourites. She preferred less expensive clothes and less heavy clothes. She hardly could move in them and already now she began to hate her shoes.

A shuttle took her like so many employees to the senate building that was connected directly to the Imperial Palace. Organa once told her the senate was now a part of the palace.
He was right.

Kimea hurried, she didn’t want to be late at her first day. Looking around she easily orientated herself with the location. The corridors were very high and leading up to a few floors. All corridors were flanked with senatorial offices. She needed a few minutes to locate the office of the chandrilian senator and stepped in.

In the antechamber in which the secretary normally got his or her desk there were waiting three individuals, two men and a middle-aged woman. One of the men had to be the new senator Dorh Sona, but she didn’t know which one.

The younger or the elder one?

Her father once introduced her to Mon Mothma, maybe she had seen Sona before in Mothmas staff but didn’t recognized him by then. But by what Organa had told him Mothma had been Sonas mentor.

“I suppose, Kimea Tachi?” the younger one stepped forward and shook her hand friendly. He might be in his thirties.
“Senator Sona? Congratulations to your announcement.”
He answered quietly: “The worst choice the Emperor could do, the best for the Alliance after Mons ‘retirement’.”
“The office isn’t a safe place to talk about…”
“We’re safe,…all loyal to her.”

Sona introduced her to the other individuals: His secretaries Gavin Igfer and Lyna Traren. Both had worked for Mothma and couldn’t be linked to the Alliance by Palpatines agents.
Good for them…
Kimea was warmly welcomed and led around. She would be the only senatorial aid for Chandrila and would assist Sona in meetings and in the senate rotunda. She got her own office, a smaller one as the Senators’, but right next to the door. In sight of his entrance. A perfect place to prevent possibly trouble.

Senator Sona asked them to join him for lunch so they could talk about all necessities. But now it was time to start playing politics.


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His morning was as all mornings before. His mood was dark. He hadn’t slept last night and the message from that unknown Jedi didn’t help it either.
Very early he decided to go for a walk in the park of the palace. There wouldn’t be anyone outside, it was hardly 0530, and sleep was just over in some minutes.

Outside it was icy; he could see his own breathing. The cold air was aching in his lungs; he felt it hard to breath. He shivered but kept going slowly through the park. Loving the loneliness and silence in the morning he hadn’t have just a few hours left before the sound of the day found its way even in his quiet world.

Today’s schedule was full of appointments he needed to perceive. The newly announced senator of Chandrila took up his duties. There was a meeting with some highly ranking military personal and some other boring get-togethers.
As always he would sit in his office or his audience chambers trying not to fall asleep in the presence of his guests.

After ending his little walk he stepped inside his palace once again, used the repulsorelevator to his chambers and hoped the day would soon end, even if it had yet just begun.


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One of her duties as senatorial aid was to request for an appointment with the Emperor. Of course, Senator Sona and she would be present to him today. In the evening.
Officially.
But Sona wanted to meet the Emperor after working into his tasks. He would like to follow Mons advices but not that obvious. Her job was to take the request to Palpatines aid, the Grandwezir Sate Pestage. And it was Pestage and the other advisors and aides who decided which request was worth Palpatines attention. Getting an appointment was split into many so-called very important factors. First able the importance of the matter that should be heard by Palpatines ears, and then the urgency of the matter. So it could be that not all information reached the Emperor himself. Although it was the saying there wasn't much the Emperor wasn't aware of!

Entering the highest floor with all these very important offices she realized how many senatorial aides were working in the senate, carrying out their duties for the different senators of the thousands of worlds in the galaxy. Waiting for permission to enter an office was normal.
Kimea hated to wait.
Her impatience was her weakness.

The corridor was decorated with marble, stucco and even golden applications, but it was not that rich decorated to be called overloaded. Next to each office were several benches on which the senatorial aides could sit down while waiting. Kimea searched for Pestage office, and then seated herself on one of the benches. With her there were some other aides waiting and she shyly introduced herself. Making some friends in the ranks of the senatorial aides might be helpful one day,…and it was furthermore practical. She needed new friends to live a typical normal life for the outside.

“Which senator?” asked one of the senatorial aides, the one she sat next to.
“Chandrila. Senator Dorh Sona.”
“Oh. They’ve found a new senator that soon?”
“Show must go on, I guess. Where are you from?”
“Barin IV, Senator Yon Gok’kl.”

A good beginning. Kimea started to integrate herself in their talk, tried to make contact.
After a while and some new contacts it was on her to step into the office of Pestage. A dimly lighted room perfectly styled with expensive furniture. In the middle of the room stood a desk made from dark wood. In front of this desk stood two perfectly fitting chairs.

“Please take a seat,…”
“Senatorial aid Kimea Tachi, Chandrila.”
Pestage, old and sickly white skinned, sitting behind his desk, raised his head. He wore the typical burgundy robes of an imperial dignitary.
“Ah, yes, welcome to Coruscant. Senator Sona is also in his office then, I guess.”
“Yes, he is working into his tasks at the moment”, she gave the request to him.

Her name ‘Tachi’ didn’t irritate him, although he might know her mother once. But ‘Tachi’ was a common name on Chandrila as well as on Coruscant and on a few other planets. No one would notice her family connection with some former Jedi. Furthermore she took more after her father than her mother, and being female the likeness to Obi-Wan wouldn’t be obvious to anyone. Not even to Vader, who had known and seen her once very often. A secret was a secret and had stayed a secret for a very long time.

“Very well then”, he answered, “I’m going to decide about Senator Sonas request as soon as possible. He can expect a message today.”
“Thank you, Grandwezir.”

Kimea stood up, bowed deep and wanted to leave the room. She didn’t feel well in his presence.

“Senatorial aid Tachi?” he called her back.
“Yes?”
“Mothma had asked for you. I hope she hadn’t chosen you because of a rebellious mind!”
“No, I was chosen because I know where my place is.”

Bowing again she left the room, happily he didn’t ask her what she had meant with that. An ambiguity answer, of course. Let Pestage think, what he wants to think. Coruscant was her home world…if there was any place she ever called ‘home’ it might be the temple. Only second was the house on Tatooine.


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Lunch-break took place in a small bistro somewhere in the Great Hall of the Palace. Sona had invited them; he wanted to celebrate his debut. Of course best cover was to let everyone know he would be satisfied with his new job.
But he wasn’t and everyone of his staff was aware of it. He was just the substitute for Mon Mothma in the senate, but that didn’t matter him. Being a spy beyond the enemy lines was dangerous but not less interesting. Of course they all had to be very careful; some individuals would spy on them…in the Emperors’ name.
Palpatine was old, but he was no fool.

A new senator didn’t mean a new focus in politics.

 

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Date Posted: 9/25/06 5:14am Subject: RE: TAKING BREATH IN A COLD NIGHT; Palpatine/OC/Vader and other; AU
Good chapter.
Kimea is already twisted. The Master will teach her the proper way. Maybe we will find her as Empress...

 

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Date Posted: 9/25/06 3:51pm Subject: RE: TAKING BREATH IN A COLD NIGHT; Palpatine/OC/Vader and other; AU
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Darth_Kripp posted:
Kimea is already twisted. The Master will teach her the proper way. Maybe we will find her as Empress...


Hm,...maybe...maybe not. Let's wait and see! The storyline is already finished, most of the chapters as well.

 

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Date Posted: 9/27/06 1:03am Subject: RE: TAKING BREATH IN A COLD NIGHT; Palpatine/OC/Vader and other; AU
Next chap will be up within a few hours.

 

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Date Posted: 9/27/06 12:45pm Subject: RE: TAKING BREATH IN A COLD NIGHT; Palpatine/OC/Vader and other; AU
Chapter 4



The introduction to the Emperor took place in the early evening. Kimea had to accompany Senator Sona as his aid, so she would have direct contact to the Sith himself.

She knew for sure her father would be horrified about that and just more sorrowed as he was right now. She hid herself in the force, the most careful as possible, because if he feels who and what she was she would be dead within a day…if she couldn’t leave the planet immediately.

Senator Dorh Sona seemed to be a bit nervous. He hadn’t had the possibility to get to known to the Emperor before. Kimea neither, but she had known his motives since she was a little child.

The office, his office, was not that dark as she had thought it might be. All was red furnitured. The chairs, the sofas, and the carpet on the floor…everything. She knew from her fathers stories that Palpatine always preferred this colour.

The Emperor Cos Palpatine sat behind his desk, before this desk were two chairs. Sate Pestage was standing behind him, he would serve him as his friend and before that as his advisor.

They both bowed deep before him when coming nearer and then Sona took a seat. Kimea felt his eyes on her. He eyed her,…of course, he eyed Dona as well. She didn’t think he got her sensibility for the force. So, her hiding worked! She kept standing behind Sona. Palpatine welcomed them with a false warm voice as the new senatorial staff of Chandrila. His smile was ice-cold.

“I’m a bit concerned about Chandrilas loyalty to the Empire”, he said calmly, “As I was told you both must know the former treacherous senator very well. Furthermore Mothma has asked intensively for this special aide of yours…Tachi, am I correct?”
For sure Pestage has told him her name. His hesitation was just played.
“Yes, your Majesty”, she answered honestly, “I get known to Mothma when she addressed some students in university while her stay on Chandrila last year.”
“So no further familiarity I better should know about?”
“I for myself was surprised to be asked for taking this job.”

What in the forces name did he want to know from and about her? He normally didn’t interrogate senatorial aides, did he? For sure, no!

Palpatine now remembered Senator Sona to his vows of loyalty towards the Empire, Sona just nodded.

“You also have asked for another…special…appointment?”
Once again Sona nodded.
“Yes, Milord.”
“Has there been an answer yet from my office?”
“No, Milord, not yet.”
Palpatine now suddenly turned his head to his advisor: “Sate? Please make an appointment for the Senator of Chandrila as soon as possible, and put it on my priority-list.”

He smiled slimy, coldly, a smile Kimea started to dislike at once. But he was friendly…in a way and just at the moment. But as much as she knew about Palpatine his majesties mood could change within seconds from a friendly to a deadly mood. And she didn’t want to be in his reach when he became angry about something…whatever this something would be.
The appointment was finished. There was no discharge, they just bowed once again before him and left.


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Kimeas flat, later the day

Later, just before midnight, she made herself comfortable, watching towards the direction of the temple. It was like watching the holo-news; she just sat on her sofa, drank tea and waited.
She waited for him to enter the High Councils Chambers, so her play could now start. Palpatine thought she would await him there…but she was no fool. Palpatine was dangerous. He would kill her…no doubt he would kill her if he now got who she was. Later on in this game his requirement to kill her would fade away.

Suddenly the lights high above in the tower flashed on, he has arrived and waited now for her. Or better…he waited for the Jedi. The Jedi he got the message from last night.
But he wouldn’t be too disappointed although she wouldn’t meet him at the first meetings.

It was only too dangerous because he wasn't yet too deep involved in their game to start hurting her at sight. Furthermore before they would meet he must be willing to learn what she’ll offer him than planning to kill her instantly.

Her plan was simple but very complicated when looking deeper into it.
To the outside she offered him to know what was inside a little cist he couldn’t open without her fingerprint. After that she would get the cist that was hers…but he would be informed about that lately.

To the outside he would change his opinion about some subjects that determined his life. His isolation he seemed to love so much would become unbearable for him. He would open himself to society, would join parties and would talk to individuals. He would be confronted with his past that was little known to anybody.
Kimea has searched for some hints and thanks to a friend on Naboo, who worked for the university where Palpatine once was a teacher before he stepped into the light of any political offices, she has found something very interesting. He furthermore would be forced to reconsider some decisions of his past and…he then would do things he wouldn’t have done without her little game.

But there were some very important rules that would save her life…and his as well: She would give him little questions he had to answer or he got a lesson, a homework, he had to solve. As a reward he would get a little hint on her identity each time his solution was correct.
Step by step.
He would travel a lot in the soon future; on Coruscant itself as on other planets too. He had to come out of his shell of isolation…



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Date Posted: 9/27/06 1:05pm Subject: RE: TAKING BREATH IN A COLD NIGHT; Palpatine/OC/Vader and other; AU
What in the blazes does Kimea want? thinking And I'm wondering about Vader. He must be informed somehow...

 

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