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Everyone who came to this planet in a drop shuttle, please listen. My name is Padmé Amidala, I am a former senator of the Galactic Senate. I know that means little to many of you... but there are people out there who want me dead. [ She pauses in her speech, her voice clear and calm. ] I am telling you this because I will not hide who I am, or what I know.

By now, you all know what we are facing, here. And until we can establish a connection to those who are out there, get the comms on the ship to work... in order for all of us to survive, we need to work together.

[ Another pause in the speech, for a speech it is -- it doesn't matter she isn't standing in her seat in the Senate, speaking to the Senators, arguing in favour of peace; she is arguing now, too, for what she believes. And she believes in unity. ]

I understand many of you will think you can't trust those you don't know, but down here, we only have each other. If we want to live until we get a chance to get out of here, back to those we've been taken from, our best chance is to combine our resources, our strengths.

Daryl was right. No one should leave the city without alerting at least someone else. Moreover, we need to know exactly who were on the ship, what you can do. If you want to hide your identity, I understand -- but don't hide what you can do for others. We are not each other's enemies... don't make the mistake of acting like we are.

[ It sounds like the end, but she has one more thing to say: ] I will be outside the hotel. Please come to see me, tell me only your name if nothing else. So we know at least how many of us are here.

[ The last sentence is softer than the rest, pleading when the speech itself was certain, carrying the sense of authority someone has when they're used to speaking like this, trying to convince people to see things the way she does. But the last bit is her asking, hoping that people will at the very least do that much. So no one ever goes missing without anyone knowing they should be there. ]

( ooc: open for action as well for everyone who wants to come to talk to her in person! )

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Feb. 19th, 2016 04:41 am
limped: (I WANT YOU UP AND OFF YOUR KNEES)
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[ Early in the morning, whoever is awake will hear a very panicked Newt over the network. ]

They buggin' run! THEY RUN.

[ He sounds out of breath, and despite trying to speak in a hushed whisper, he's sort of loud due to his panic. Guess who has two thumbs and 100% wants to be inside the walls. ]

Shuck only walking! It bloody climbed a tree tryin' to get at me!

[ A tree he'd climbed and then promptly abandoned when the thing climbed it to get to him, jumping down did his leg no favours nor did trying to run as fast as he could, not that he was going to complain about it like some shuck baby. ]

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Feb. 16th, 2016 06:41 pm
pilot: (cop said my party's the most epic.)
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Everyone got their bearings? Good. It's time to get off this rock.

[ other people say hello. han ain't got time for that. ]

I checked the systems on the ship before we left. I think I can get comms back up. It's going to need work, but I won't know exactly how much until we get it out.

So here's your chance to do something good for the community: anyone who's tired of this dirtball and wants to go home, meet up tomorrow morning at the gate. I'll need people who can tell a servo from a nut.

[ a beat. ] And guards. I'm not interested in getting attacked while I'm carrying this stuff back.

( ooc: getting communications with the station up, pt 1! more information on all of this can be found here. )

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