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Jade_Max Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 12/7/06 7:55pm Subject: Smuggler’s Price - A Simpson's Roulette Challenge (AU, Padmé as a Smuggler companion piece) - Date Edited: 12/7/06 8:06pm (2 edits total) Edited By: Jade_Max
	Disclaimer: It all belongs to George - I'm simply borrowing and will put his toys back when I'm done. Title: Smuggler’s Price Author: Jade_Max Genre: Challenge fic written for the Simpson’s Quotation Roulette challenge Timeframe: Post RotS AU – Companion piece to Padmé as a Smuggler Summary: Quote #28 - "The most rewarding part was when he gave me the money." -Dr. Nick Rivera Smuggler’s Price Brown eyes flashed and narrowed as the sound of blaster bolts ricocheting off bulkheads echoed through the corridors of the small moon base. The corridors up ahead were filled with smoke and one hand came up to adjust the breather mask covering the lower half of her face. How did I get myself into this mess? The sound increased in volume as she crept through the hallways, blaster at the ready, barrel pointed towards the ceiling at a right angle and ready for firing at a moment’s notice. But no one challenged her. Sweat made her hair, hanging down from a practical ponytail, stick to the back of her neck. She adjusted her grip on her blaster, her eyes narrowing. Typho was dead. She’d left his body back there in the hallway; he’d died allowing Senator Bail Organa to get away. Organa had begged her not to leave the Jedi behind; that they were his only escape route. She hadn’t been inclined to agree, or to go after the Jedi. He was after all a Master and could take care of himself. She forced herself to ignore the voice in the back of her mind reminding her of the Jedi’s injured state; one he’d hidden expertly. Bail had begged her to name her price, any price, for retrieving the Jedi, the last of the Masters in this sector. She had – a sum that would have caused many a man to think twice – but he’d agreed without hesitation and beseeched her to bring the Jedi back safely. So she’d returned to the complex, stepping over the bodies of clone troopers, the body of her first mate and the body of a young Jedi Padawan who’d fallen in their defense. She moved beyond the corpses, putting their images firmly out of her mind, concentrating on what she knew of the moon base and its layout. She knew where the Jedi was; getting to him wasn’t going to be easy. But she’d struck a deal and maneuvered her way through occupied territory, pausing only to collect a breathing unit and oxygen; the halls were getting thick with toxic smoke. She’d began searching for the Jedi and believed, if her ears weren’t playing tricks on her, that she’d found him at last. She readjusted her grip on her blaster once more, taking the chance at peering around the corner. Her smile was tight and grim. She’d found him alright and walked right up behind the clones that held him pinned down. Taking a deep breath to calm the adrenaline she felt racing through her system, she carefully reviewed what she knew, darting another look around the corner. Three rows of ten, all advancing steadily, shoulder-to-shoulder towards the Jedi. She bit back a spontaneous laugh. She’d be lucky to get five of them before they turned on her. But it would give the Jedi a chance to escape and she could always shoot and run; she wasn’t obligated to kill all the Troopers, just save the Jedi. She chanced another look and then let off several shots in quick succession, five lines of energy spitting from the muzzle of her blaster before she ducked back around the corner. The sound of confusion was instant as five of the clones, including their commanding officer, hit the deck. The sound of the lightsaber changed pitch, coming closer, and she knew without looking the Jedi had taken advantage of the confusion. She spun around the corner, taking a second to level her blaster and shot three more troopers as they took notice of her, ducking back around the corner as several others opened fire. That was her cue. “You boys need to brush up on your combat training if a mere girl can beat you!” She didn’t wait to see the effect of her taunt, but darted away, rounding the next corner and taking up a firing position, almost fully shielded by the corner. Three Troopers came around the corner and two of them hit the deck almost instantly. The third ducked back, and she heard him call for backup even as he fired a volley of shots in her direction. Her smile turned grim. Reinforcements meant they were running out of time. “You’d better finish up there, Master, if you don’t want to be left on this rock!” The sound of the lightsaber was steadily advancing, but she heard no reply from the Jedi. She frowned, peering out to quickly blast a stream of shots back at the Trooper who held her pinned. She didn’t dare move back further without the Jedi. “What was that, Master Jedi? You said you like the view?” “I said,” his voice was harsh, un-amused by her light-hearted comments. “It needs a view.” The lightsaber appeared and the clone that had her pinned down gurgled, collapsing to the ground as the Jedi limped around the corner, holding one hand to his ribs, the other clutching his saber. The wavy brown hair she remembered still flowed down to his shoulders but was now plastered across his brow. His tunic was singed in places, holes showing in the fabric where he’d ignored minor hits in favor of life-endangering ones. “You look like hell.” He coughed, staggering as he neared her and she darted from the corner right to his side, slinging the arm holding the lightsaber around her shoulders, unmindful of the blade that was still humming, waiting for action. “Put that thing away before you get me killed.” The lightsaber was quickly deactivated. “I thought you might like a little protection.” “I have all the protection I need, Master Jedi.” “Call me Anakin.” He leaned on her as she helped him around the corner and to the wall, letting him catch his breath as she moved to stand watch. “Master Jedi’s a mouthful.” Her lips twisted under the mask and she pulled the spare off her belt. “Here. Those fumes aren’t going to help your recovery.” He nodded his thanks, slipping the mask on over his head. “I thought you’d be long gone by now, Captain Naberrie.” Padmé Naberrie, Smuggler extraordinaire and Captain of Blue Skies, shot him a cocky grin. “I’m getting well paid to ensure you make it off this rock alive, Skywalker. I intend to be there to collect my fee.” He said nothing, simply took a deep breath, holding his hand closer to his side; the side she’d seen bandaged a month earlier when they’d first met. She regarded him critically and then checked for pursuit once again. Her shoulders relaxed fractionally. Wherever the clone support was, it wasn’t coming from that direction. “If you’re done having your picnic, Skywalker, can we get out of here?” He straightened abruptly and she noted the lines of strain that formed around his mouth, turning white. “I wouldn’t want to interfere with the collection of your fee, Naberrie. I won’t slow you down.” “No, you might just drop dead on me. This way; I saw a first aid station back down these corridors. You’ll be no use until that wound is bandaged properly.” He followed without comment and she could almost see his relief. They ducked through several corridors in quick succession, Anakin keeping on her heels with dogged determination, slowing only once when he’d reached out to stop her, motioning for silence. She’d turned to blast him for interfering when she heard what he’d been aware of. The marching of clone trooper’s boots coming from where they’d been minutes earlier. He cocked his head at her, his blue eyes sparkling with dark humor, daring her to comment. She shot him a murderous look. “Show Off.” Two more passageways and she ducked inside one of the side rooms. Anakin followed her, white under his tan. She reached for him as he entered and pushed him bodily into the fist chair nearby. He fell heavily, a hiss escaping between his teeth. Padmé grabbed the emergency first aid kit off the wall and opened it. She checked the contents and then looked at him expectantly. “We can do this the easy way or my way, Skywalker.” His eyes were glazed as he looked at her; he was worse off than she’d thought. She stepped up to him and grabbed the front of his tunic, pulling it apart with a jerk of her wrists. She sucked in a sharp breath. His chest was tanned and muscular, ridged from hours of saber practice. She swallowed hard, forcing herself to continue, pulling the tunic all the way open until the blood-soaked bandage around his middle could be seen. Angry red blotches were visible through the cloth. Botched patch job. Padmé looked into the ashen face of the Jedi Master and, without a second thought, tore the bandage away. He didn’t so much as flinch as the newly forming scabs let go, his eyes simply closed. Padmé smacked his shoulder and pinched it sharply, acutely aware of the sensation of standing too close to a live wire. “Stay with my Skywalker; you’re not getting out of this that easily.” He smiled. “Just focusing, Captain. Your,” he winced as she roughly, and quickly cleaned the wound. “Tender ministrations are the time I need to – ouch! – regain my focus.” She glanced up at him. She’d knelt to get a better view and found the wound infected. Botch job; a deliberate botch job. She snorted. “If you want a medic with tender hands, you’re looking in the wrong place. I pilot star ships, run merchandise and shoot blasters; I’m not your damned doctor.” She slapped a bacta patch on top of the wound wondering which idiot had used cloth instead of the healing solution on such a bad gash. “Done. It’ll hold for now.” He gingerly attempted to move his left arm; the arm he’d been holding close to his side and nodded his thanks. Their eyes met, blue to brown, and Padmé had the sudden sensation of falling. His tone was soft; admiring. “You do nice work.” She mentally shook herself. “Let’s get out of here. I’d say we’ve worn out our welcome.” He didn’t argue as she led the way back into the corridor. They arrived at Blue Skies almost ten minutes later, clone troopers hard on their heels. Padmé rounded the corner to her ship and almost tripped over the bodies. Anakin’s quick hand on her shoulder saved her from a headlong fall, only to lunge behind the nearest corner as a barrage of blaster bolts lit up the hallway. Anakin’s lightsaber flared to life, the distinctive snap-hiss and blaster fire was reflected back the way it’d come. He spun and twirled, using his blade as a virtual shield until he drew near the corner behind which Padmé hid. The lightsaber dropped to one side, but he kept it lit. “We can’t fight them all.” “My ship is that way.” She motioned to a corridor across the hall from them. “Can you get us there?” Anakin nodded and jumped back into the corridor, using the Force to send a wave of telekinetic energy towards the clones. The wave hit almost instantly, sending them sprawling. “Now!” Padmé darted out into the hallway and across, Anakin hard on her heels as the clones struggled to their feet. They passed the threshold as the blaster bolts resumed. Padmé slowed her pace a fraction in deference to Anakin’s injury, but continued on towards her ship. They passed through the docking port, Padmé pausing only to ensure Anakin was on board before sprinting for the cockpit and talking into her comlink. “We’re in; blast off!” The roar of the engines and the subsequent forward motion sent Padmé into the nearest bulkhead. She staggered, regained her feet and continued onwards. She didn’t want whoever it was piloting her ship any longer than necessary. “You want what?” Padmé crossed her legs, one knee over the other and staring at the Jedi Master and Senator who were standing in the doorway of her cockpit. She’d exiled everyone from the room once there, insisting on doing all the navigating and piloting herself. It was her chance and her way of bidding her co-pilot good bye. Now, hours away and in hyperspace, coming up on their rendezvous, she was speaking to the two about her fee. She arched her eyebrows. “I thought it was clear, Master Jedi, or did they hit your head as well?” Anakin looked at Bail. “You agreed to this… this ludicrous farce?” “Perhaps you’d like it back on the base, Master Jedi?” He turned a piercing look on Padmé. “And if I refuse?” She shrugged, smirking, confident in his agreement. “I black list you and Bail and I never do business with either of you ever again.” Anakin was caught and she knew it. She didn’t gloat, didn’t smile. She waited for it to dawn on the Jedi Master, waited for his graceful capitulation. “And if I agree?” “You gain full access.” Her lips twisted suggestively. “Full access.” Anakin looked at Bail. “This is blackmail.” Bail shrugged, looking uncomfortable. “I didn’t have a choice. She named her price for rescuing you.” “I’m not supposed to be my own ransom.” Padmé laughed, a soft, seductive sound that made her words come out as little more than a purr. “Why-ever not, Master Jedi? You’re perfect for the job.” “A Smuggler’s co-pilot?” He looked affronted. “It’s beneath me.” Padmé pulled a datapad from the co-pilot’s chair and proffered it to him. “This is a list of all of the Jedi Bail has been able to track down. I’ve been asked to... retrieve them. It’s short; only three names, but I can’t do it by myself. I need someone who’s good in a fight and good at the controls. I heard someone once call Anakin Skywalker the greatest pilot who ever lived. Afraid to live up to your reputation?” “Hardly.” Anakin accepted the datapad. “But I’ll humor you if it means we might save more Jedi.” “I thought so.” Padmé turned to Bail. “My fee?” “I thought I was your fee.” “Your help, Skywalker.” She grinned wickedly. “Though the idea has merit.” Bail coughed, extending a credit chip. “Same fee. You’re going to bankrupt me, my dear.” Padmé accepted the credit chip. “If you play your cards right, you’ll never be short of funds.” Bail turned on his heel and left. Padmé waved Anakin to the co-pilot’s chair, wondering what had possessed her to include his help as part of her conditions. She shook herself mentally, pushing the thoughts away and checked the credit pad. One and a half million galactic credits. Her lips twisted into a satisfied smile, the tension finally ebbing from her shoulders, the knowledge of credits in her account calming her as nothing else could. As always, the most rewarding part was when he gave her the money. But even as Padmé relaxed she knew with a sudden, startling clarity; things were about to get interesting. Her gaze went to her new co-pilot who had taken the task upon himself to check her hyperspace jump plot. Very interesting indeed. Fin -----signature----- You'll Like me when I'm Dead - V/P Dark Drama - http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/29236355 Don't think, write. And have faith that your subconscious mind is smarter than you.- lazy RIP my little Nibbler
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BrentusofGath Registered: Aug '05	Date Posted: 12/7/06 8:20pm Subject: RE: Smuggler¡¯s Price - A Simpson's Roulette Challenge (AU, Padm¨¦ as a Smuggler companion piece)
	He smiled. "Just focusing, Captain. Your," he winced as she roughly, and quickly cleaned the wound. "Tender ministrations are the time I need to ¨C ouch! ¨C regain my focus." Suuure Anakin, we all know about your focus, lol! Great AU. Great response to the quote. Just great all around. -----signature----- In time or so I'm told, I'm just another soul for sale, oh well Feel it in my bones when you break my back, break it just to watch me bend Why'd you have to go and Let it Die? -Foo Fighters http://conscienceoftheking.blogspot.com/
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leia_naberrie Registered: Sep '02	Date Posted: 12/7/06 10:25pm Subject: RE: Smuggler’s Price - A Simpson's Roulette Challenge (AU, Padmé as a Smuggler companion piece)
	“You boys need to brush up on your combat training if a mere girl can beat you!” LOL! I’m not your damned doctor. Inside joke. “You gain full access.” Her lips twisted suggestively. “Full access.” She doesn't waste anytime, doesn't she? As always, the most rewarding part was when he gave her the money. I can contest that. I think the most rewarding part was when she got Anakin. Very interesting indeed. You don't say! I was so excited when I saw the old story up! I was hoping you'd started a long sequel. And this one also gives me hope so I'm just as happy. It was so much fun to read. You write action and humour just as well as you write romance. There's never a dull moment in your stories. -----signature----- Mortal Instruments {Palpatine/Padmé/Anakin} http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/27482874/r27847574
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Star_Angel Registered: Jan '06	Date Posted: 12/8/06 3:15am Subject: RE: Smuggler’s Price - A Simpson's Roulette Challenge (AU, Padmé as a Smuggler companion piece)
	Those two. This was amazing Jade_Max -----signature----- “It’s not our abilities that shows us what we truly are, it is our choices” – Albus Dumbledor (CoS) <- fanfics/fanart + a funny video in bio SWEDEN HOCKEY forever
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VA_Parky Registered: Aug '05	Date Posted: 12/8/06 4:55am Subject: RE: Smuggler’s Price - A Simpson's Roulette Challenge (AU, Padmé as a Smuggler companion piece)
	Awesome! I love fiesty Padme - and Anakin's reactions to some of her more... suggestive remarks were simply priceless! As usual, you write A/P beautifully, Jade_Max! You just seem to have a knack for that, no matter what circumstances, lifestyles, etc. you put them in. Amazing! This was a lot of fun! -----signature----- Currently on hiatus Awash in Broken Promises (RotS AU): http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/23913704/p1/ Our 1st - Matthew - arrived 1/1/08
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VaderLVR64 Title: Fan Fic Manager in Combat Boots Registered: Feb '04	Date Posted: 12/8/06 5:03am Subject: RE: Smuggler’s Price - A Simpson's Roulette Challenge (AU, Padmé as a Smuggler companion piece)
	That was incredibly well done! You certainly did a great job of using your quote! Bail coughed, extending a credit chip. “Same fee. You’re going to bankrupt me, my dear.” Padmé accepted the credit chip. “If you play your cards right, you’ll never be short of funds.” Bail turned on his heel and left. Padmé waved Anakin to the co-pilot’s chair, wondering what had possessed her to include his help as part of her conditions. She shook herself mentally, pushing the thoughts away and checked the credit pad. One and a half million galactic credits. Her lips twisted into a satisfied smile, the tension finally ebbing from her shoulders, the knowledge of credits in her account calming her as nothing else could. As always, the most rewarding part was when he gave her the money. But even as Padmé relaxed she knew with a sudden, startling clarity; things were about to get interesting. Her gaze went to her new co-pilot who had taken the task upon himself to check her hyperspace jump plot. Very interesting indeed. Loved it! -----signature----- If you have to choose between tears and laughter, remember that laughter burns more calories. Proud New Army Mom - off to bootcamp!
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Daenarrah Registered: Nov '05	Date Posted: 12/8/06 5:40am Subject: RE: Smuggler’s Price - A Simpson's Roulette Challenge (AU, Padmé as a Smuggler companion piece)
	I loved this, completely loved this. Padme here was just awesome. I loved her feistiness, her cockiness, her confidence. And just over all ability to kick some major butt and get Anakin out of there. I adored the way she was able to get Anakin to be her co-pilot. Now that's a shrewd and crafty businesswoman. I think I saw a bit of a crush or something flicker in there somewhere. Maybe crush isn't the right word but you know what I mean. She's even wondering why she made him part of the deal. You know, I'd love to see you expand this. There's so much potential here for the A/P romance, especially as they go get the other Jedi.
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amidalachick Registered: Aug '03	Date Posted: 12/8/06 9:13am Subject: RE: Smuggler’s Price - A Simpson's Roulette Challenge (AU, Padmé as a Smuggler companion piece)
	Padmé grabbed the emergency first aid kit off the wall and opened it. She checked the contents and then looked at him expectantly. “We can do this the easy way or my way, Skywalker.” I love how take-charge Padmé is in this. She reminds me a bit of Han. And great use of the quote! Excellent work! -----signature----- "Just dance, gonna be okay..."
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Jaded_Rose Registered: Nov '06	Date Posted: 12/8/06 4:58pm Subject: RE: Smuggler’s Price - A Simpson's Roulette Challenge (AU, Padmé as a Smuggler companion piece)
	Hee-hee. Ani makes a very nice payment, methinks. Atta girl, Captain P! This was so hilariously written, I'll go read the original "Smuggler" entry. Expect a reply on that shortly. J_Ro -----signature----- The pen is mightier than the sword, if it has been sharpened to a fine point, dipped in deadly poison and thrown from ten feet away. But really, you're better off with a sword. -America, The Book
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EquestrianJedi07 Registered: Mar '06	Date Posted: 12/8/06 7:50pm Subject: RE: Smuggler’s Price - A Simpson's Roulette Challenge (AU, Padmé as a Smuggler companion piece)
	I read both this and your original "smuggler" story... awesome! I really like your Padme in these stories... though we don't really see this side of her in the films, I think she definitely has it in her Any chance that you'll be writing any more of these? -----signature----- "All who gain power are afraid to lose it." ~ROTS Star Wars, Harry Potter, and horses for life! "That was like 'Empire Strikes Back' cool!" ~Alias e-sis to Crystal, Maddie, and Dee ~Member of Vader's Mousedroid Society~
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Healer_Leona Registered: Jul '00	Date Posted: 12/9/06 3:04am Subject: RE: Smuggler’s Price - A Simpson's Roulette Challenge (AU, Padmé as a Smuggler companion piece)
	Absolutely awesome response to the challenge. Like others, I loved the spunk Padme showed. -----signature----- Still crazy after all these years.
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renjishi Registered: Aug '06	Date Posted: 12/9/06 3:33pm Subject: RE: Smuggler’s Price - A Simpson's Roulette Challenge (AU, Padmé as a Smuggler companion piece)
	LOL Padmé is a wicked businesswoman. Loved her take charge attitude. This was a lot of fun. -----signature----- We do not write because we want to; we write because we have to. –Somerset Maugham Ever have one of those days where you feel like a babbling madman on the street corner whose end of the world sign already expired?
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KELIA Title: Moderator: Fan Fiction Registered: Jul '05	Date Posted: 12/11/06 6:45am Subject: RE: Smuggler’s Price - A Simpson's Roulette Challenge (AU, Padmé as a Smuggler companion piece)
	How nice to see Padme come to Anakin's rescue for a change. Loved how she got him to agree to become her co-pilot. Great response to the challenge -----signature----- "Do or do not, there is no try." Master Yoda A Light In The Darkness: http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/28150602/p1/?8 Undue Circumstances: http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/28530583/p1/?10
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Jade_Max Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 12/11/06 9:11pm Subject: RE: Smuggler’s Price - A Simpson's Roulette Challenge (AU, Padmé as a Smuggler companion piece)
	BrentusofGath - laughs Anakin’s made Master in this one, so he might, just might have a bit more Focus – though he’s certainly focused on his rescuer :Þ Glad you enjoyed it, thanks for reading! leia_naberrie - grin You caught it, you caught it! The doctor line, I mean laughs I wondered when I wrote it if anyone would notice lol. That made my day Why should Padmé waste time? She goes for what she wants in this – somehow, when I do the full-length fic, I think Padmé os going to be the one chasing Anakin, not the other way around lol! I can contest that. I think the most rewarding part was when she got Anakin. - You mean, Anakin’s not currency? And so you know, this vig inspired the beginning of the next, longer story about these two. We’ll see if my muse sticks around for it – if he does, expect to see something soon. And, to be honest, I find it tough to write humor or action, so I’m glad you think I write them well. Star_Angel - grin Yup, those two lol. Thanks for reading! VA_Parky – Feisty Padmé is so much fun to write Glad it was fun, it was fun to write too! VaderLVR64 – I couldn’t resist when I saw my quote, it just screamed “Smuggler Padmé” at me lol! Daenarrah – Oh, tons of potential for A/P goodness Just a matter of time – and Padmé would be the aggressor, not Anakin. I think I left myself open to a “sequel” since my muse went into overdrive and began thinking up plot lines lol! If he sticks around, this one will be going into something longer too! amidalachick – Woot! Good, she’s styled after Han. I figured she’d make a similar kind of Smuggler. And, once eia comes around and -meets- Han, she has a role model who helped her understand lol! Jaded_Rose – I think so too – I’d take Anakin as payment over credits anyday! Glad you enjoyed it, I had a lot of fun writing it:D EquestrianJedi07 – Thanks I agree that her feisty side isn’t shown enough, and yes, there is a chance I will be doing more lol! I just can’t seem to resist! Healer_Leona – Padmé’s spunkiness if what makes her such a great character, in my opinion – and fun to write too. Thanks for reading! renjishi – I always figured Padmé would be the kick butt business woman she was as Queen Of course, in this, she never was Queen... KELIA – I wanted to do something different with these two, and she never, ever rescues him so I thought I’d turn the tables a bit. Makes for an interesting dynamic and puts her in the situation to take charge. Though, me thinks if Padmé were to be rescued, she’d still take charge lol! Thanks you everyone for reading, this was a lot of fun to write and I thoroughly enjoyed my quote. A huge thank you to the master mind behind the Simpson’s roulette (you know who you are! ), without whom this story wouldn’t have happened -----signature----- You'll Like me when I'm Dead - V/P Dark Drama - http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/29236355 Don't think, write. And have faith that your subconscious mind is smarter than you.- lazy RIP my little Nibbler
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DragonLotus Registered: Apr '06	Date Posted: 12/15/06 2:35am Subject: RE: Smuggler’s Price - A Simpson's Roulette Challenge (AU, Padmé as a Smuggler companion piece)
	This is a different and interesting dynamic between the couple. Love it!! This, plus the original smuggler entry. I think Captain Naberrie is beginning to develop a crush on her co-pilot already. She certainly knows how to work things to her advantage, eh? Of course, it helps that she has a very good excuse to rope him in on her rescue mission. Awesome work, please PM me if you expand this (and you should)!
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Jade_Max Registered: Jun '02	Date Posted: 12/15/06 10:35am Subject: RE: Smuggler’s Price - A Simpson's Roulette Challenge (AU, Padmé as a Smuggler companion piece)
	DragonLotus – Captain Naberrie is the more world-wise of these two at the moment coming from a rougher background. One I think I may have to explore – eventually I think Captain Naberrie is beginning to develop a crush on her co-pilot already. She certainly knows how to work things to her advantage, eh? Of course, it helps that she has a very good excuse to rope him in on her rescue mission. Lol! Exactly. Though I don’t think I’d call it a crush, more like a… a challenge. Our good Lady smuggler has a weakness for people telling her she can’t have something – and trying to get it anyway. So just you wait – I’ll expand this piece eventually and the sparks will fly! Thanks for reading, I enjoyed writing it a lot… and, once I kick this thing off into full gear, I’ll be sure to send a note your way – the possibilities right now are endless! -----signature----- You'll Like me when I'm Dead - V/P Dark Drama - http://boards.theforce.net/the_saga/b10476/29236355 Don't think, write. And have faith that your subconscious mind is smarter than you.- lazy RIP my little Nibbler
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