Princess Leia Organa (
borntorebel) wrote2014-12-02 06:36 pm
Entry tags:
✧ Fifth Rebellion ✧ Shift-ing Perceptions [Action/Video]
Action - Midmorning
[This new Luceti is, honestly, a much nicer cage than the one she remembers from before the time traveling experience, but it is still a cage. Growing up as the Crown Princess of Alderaan, Leia has known gilded cages a time or two.
And hated them.
Now that she is nearing twenty-five, her opinion has changed very little. Cages equate to a form of slavery in her mind. True, now that she's older, she's learned that one's role in life might not always be stuffy or confining. One's thought process going into the who thing does determine how it works out, after all.
But as she walks through the streets of this cage, it makes her thoughts turn back to other times. Times where she and Winter would run around the Royal Palace of Alderaan as little girls, visiting Neena, sneaking out of the palace complex to play with people her aunts would never have approved of. (Proof positive that she's always gone out of her way to associate with people of all kinds, no matter what.)
Her mind wanders a little, but her eyes still watch for any danger as she enters the forests of the enclosure. She is not, however, expecting to be caught up in one of the Natural Shifts that still take place. Instead of the woman many of the village will be used to seeing, there is a girl of ten, all long, brown hair, brown eyes and the largest scowl on her pretty face as she swims in the white dress and coat she'd been wearing before. The blaster she's had with her until now lies at her feet, ignored in the face of other issues.]
This isn't the school.
[Her voice is strong and severe, despite the high pitch and youth in it.]
I don't remember there being forests like this nearby. Hello? Is someone there? HELLO?
Video - Much Later
[Hello, Luceti, this is your tiny space princess and she is pissed.]
To those who've removed me from my school and home, know that your efforts are useless. My family will never give in to your demands and you will only be calling down the wrath of one of the Ancient Houses of Alderaan. We might be a planet of pacifists, but we will not cave to barbarism or petty kidnappers.
My suggestion is that you return me at once.
[This new Luceti is, honestly, a much nicer cage than the one she remembers from before the time traveling experience, but it is still a cage. Growing up as the Crown Princess of Alderaan, Leia has known gilded cages a time or two.
And hated them.
Now that she is nearing twenty-five, her opinion has changed very little. Cages equate to a form of slavery in her mind. True, now that she's older, she's learned that one's role in life might not always be stuffy or confining. One's thought process going into the who thing does determine how it works out, after all.
But as she walks through the streets of this cage, it makes her thoughts turn back to other times. Times where she and Winter would run around the Royal Palace of Alderaan as little girls, visiting Neena, sneaking out of the palace complex to play with people her aunts would never have approved of. (Proof positive that she's always gone out of her way to associate with people of all kinds, no matter what.)
Her mind wanders a little, but her eyes still watch for any danger as she enters the forests of the enclosure. She is not, however, expecting to be caught up in one of the Natural Shifts that still take place. Instead of the woman many of the village will be used to seeing, there is a girl of ten, all long, brown hair, brown eyes and the largest scowl on her pretty face as she swims in the white dress and coat she'd been wearing before. The blaster she's had with her until now lies at her feet, ignored in the face of other issues.]
This isn't the school.
[Her voice is strong and severe, despite the high pitch and youth in it.]
I don't remember there being forests like this nearby. Hello? Is someone there? HELLO?
Video - Much Later
[Hello, Luceti, this is your tiny space princess and she is pissed.]
To those who've removed me from my school and home, know that your efforts are useless. My family will never give in to your demands and you will only be calling down the wrath of one of the Ancient Houses of Alderaan. We might be a planet of pacifists, but we will not cave to barbarism or petty kidnappers.
My suggestion is that you return me at once.

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[His voice is gentle and sympathetic. This is never easy, but especially for somebody like Leia. A politician's child in an empire full of danger on even the best day. He knows little of her childhood, but he can't imagine it was always comforting. Alderaanian aristocracy or no.]
"This world is... chaotic and unpredictable at times. It alters reality in strange ways. Losing memories is only one of the many possible changes it might inflict."
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She listens to the rest of what he's saying and tries to process it while gathering her resolve.]
The world itself does these things? Is it...Is it some sort of malicious magic?
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[Not that she really thinks there is, but it doesn't hurt to ask, right? And if she asks questions, she won't have to think about how overwhelming this entire situation is.]
Are there warning signs? Ways to nullify the effects?
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[He wonders, briefly, if the Malnosso- or whatever they're called now- still have those shift-nullifying devices available. Still, it's a bit late in her case.]
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[The short answer is it doesn't, right? She's so confused by this conversation.]
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[She bites her lip in thought.]
General Kenobi, do you...do you know where I can find something to eat and maybe some clothes that fit? This dress I'm in is for someone a lot bigger than me.