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     “ Oh! ” to hear that he volunteered was surprising. Not many were willing to play bodyguard, and especially for a senator. Normally a Jedi was in charge for that, but it appears not so this time. Of course, she wouldn’t question his skill. Why else would they allow him besides the fact he volunteered? She trusted the Jeid’s judgement, and therefore would trust Garrus. 

    “ And I still worry that I’m not doing enough by staying here. I am not afraid to go out while I’m being hunted. If I hide away they will think they have won. What is the point in that? ” she will voice her concerns, her willingness, and much more. Stubborn and fearless, determined to do what was right. Always.

     There was a playful gleam in chocolate hues as she began her path to the door of her room. Steady steps, posture straight, never knowing that she had a blaster attached to her ankle.

      “ If you have read anything on me at all, or heard anything, you should know I won’t keep myself locked in this room forever. ” her room door hissed open, there were a couple of clone troopers there protecting it. Honestly, she didn’t understand it when they were already on a ship, out in space, and had a personal guard on her all the time.

    Padmé stopped at the entryway of her room, turning around to look at the taller male behind her. The corner of her lips twitched into a small grin, “ What do you say, Garrus? Still going to protect me as I go on a diplomatic trip? ”

              He never bragged about it.. there were more failures than victories.. But unlike a few of the members of the Turian military.. he was willing to admit when he was wrong. Though his thoughts were returned to her when she started speaking on the fact that she didn’t feel she was doing enough by being here. “You’re able to do more here than the alternative, but I can’t stop you if you would like to go elsewhere. Merely accompany you.”

             While she may be right, there were points that he could make if he were so inclined. “Perhaps you’re right, but no one’s stopping you from working here. Besides.. Minae isn’t exactly the first place anyone would go looking for a senator. You should be safe to wander here.” It didn’t mean the sniper wouldn’t keep a sharp eye out for any possible danger. “Though I should probably tell you that you would need a lot of protection and a respirator if you decide to visit Palaven.”

     Work. She liked to be distracted by work. It was the only thing that made sense, something she could know to do, and kept her mind busy. This…this bothered her. Padmé wanted to be as much help as she could, and at the Senator Building was where she could do that. 

    The senator had one hand holding her other arm, rubbing it softly as she took steps around the room. Soft and elegant. However, brows furrowed, brown hues holding much worry. Anxieties swam within her stomach. None were about her own safety. It was all about those she could be helping.

    “ Yes, the Jedi are quite talented and impressive. Most of what they can do…it’s hard to believe. I’ve been around them for awhile, and my eyes wish not to believe it. ” she stopped her pacing to look at her body guard for the time being. Padmé had manners. It was time she actually used them.

     “ Garrus Vakarian, ” she nodded her head, a small bow with respect, “ I think you, Garrus, for taking the time to escort me to safety. I am very honored to have you in my company. ” Padmé looked up at him once more, “ Senator Padmé Amidala. I’m sure they have already told you who I am. ”

    Padmé sighed, “ They always do this with over protection that isn’t needed. I am sorry you were dragged into this. ”

                He doesn’t mind it in the least. In fact, he is used to work that put him in tight spots. This would be easy enough. People worried about others’ safety before their own seemed to be their own breed nowadays. So few existed that he wondered if his people would have cared in this situation. He did but that was because of his upbringing. Because he’d seen first hand that others weren’t problematic. It was their views of them without getting to know them that was.

                He could see the distress in her posture, the turian shifting to set his weapon down beside him and lean against the nearest wall that looked like it could support him. He could only do so much to help her and it was up to her to speak about what was bothering her. He couldn’t push her into doing so.

                “They seem so.” He was quiet in listening to her for a few moments, the blues of his eyes hiding behind lids momentarily as he bowed his head back to her. “The honor is all mine, ma’am.” He would be able to do what was needed to keep her safe long as he kept to what he’d been told.

                “Actually, Senator, I volunteered for it. These situations are bad enough when the person involved actually cares about others and their needs.” He read her file on the way here, he was able to figure out some information that would be helpful. “I figured a friendly face, even if an unfamiliar one, would be helpful for the situation.”

     Sharing information was vital if they would like to be on the same team, to have more people to support the Republic. The more they had, means the more they could get the Separatists under control. Or more rather, keep the peace. Silence wasn’t something that the Jedi liked to be apart of, and didn’t condone such acts, “ Sounds fair. We want to be completely honest with you as well. Master Yoda would have been here, since he is the head of the Jedi. However, he does have some business elsewhere. ” he gave a short nod of his head.

    He was surprised he asked him off the council to come talk, “ We are all about helping the innocents and keeping peace. However, we will give you our support in anything you need as well. You will be working with our troopers, fellow Jedi, and there are certain information that…is only for the Jedi to know. ” Plo wasn’t so keen on that idea. He thought everyone should be on the same page.

                  There was a nod to the master, the turian seeming thoughtful about what information was given. It wasn’t unusual for leaders to be busy. Jedi or no. There was a nod, him moving to carefully to assess the area they stood on. Palavan would not have been ideal given the atmosphere wasn’t that welcoming to many other beings.. though his people had managed to evolve the way they had. “Wouldn’t want to keep him from his meetings. It would be hypocritical to demand he be here while the Primearch can’t make it.”

      She stood tall, back to the other, fingers still drummed light on on the smooth surface. For a moment, she was lost in her thoughts. So much to do, so much to save, and she had to keep away for awhile. It didn’t sit well with Padmé. They left her with someone she hardly knew, but she trusted the Jedi. She knew Master Plo wouldn’t leave her with someone that would do her harm.

     When he spoke up, she turned around, hands held in her front, “ Well, with someone with your height you can see over my back as well, ” she chimed with amusement, and started to walk a few feet around the room she was in, “ It’s a thing that I admire about the Jedi. They are always there, united, it’s wholesome in a way. ”

     “ Not such a horrible job? Having to watch over someone that can talk all day? ” Padmé stopped in her movements, looking over at him with a soft gaze. Chocolate hues always gentle no matter what. A soft chuckle escaped her lips, “ You’re sweet. Not many want to listen to the worries of a senator. I am not so worried about myself but others. ” she bit her bottom lip for a moment

     Padmé then spoke up once more, “ I’m sorry, what was your name? ”

                    He could tell she wasn’t exactly comfortable being away from all her work. Politics weren’t something that Garrus tended to pay attention to.. He was no polititon. but he understood that diplomacy had its place in the world.. as far as it didn’t stop people from helping one another, it was a good thing It isn’t hard to have to step back when the fight is elsewhere. He of all people would know how that was.. but he doesn’t feel like it would be appropriate to say anything unless asked.

                    There’s a grunt of a laugh from the turian, shifting a little as he listened to what she said further. “A united front is one of the best things to have in times like this.. and those bonds can break if they aren’t careful. Master Plo is the first Jedi I met and honestly, you can count me as impressed.” He doesn’t have that kind of warriors among the Turian.. but they do have soldiers capable of hand-to-hand.

                    He chuckled at her questions, head shaking some. “It’s not going to be so bad. I don’t know the full extent of this war yet--listening to an inside voice may be educational.” They were well tempered against synthetics when it came to wars. It was because of the fact that the turians knew how to fight the synthetics that they would be a valuable asset to the war effort going on right now. “Just trying to help where I can. Even if you aren’t worried so much about yourself, it may help you to vent your worries.”

     The galaxy was full of strange beings, some on the light and some on the dark. It was a mixture that made the galaxy what it was. There was a balance, and if not careful, one could tip too heavy to one side. The dark side was not pleasant, but their needed to be darkness to balance the light. It was a complicated scale, and not many could understand it.

     “ I was aware to meet someone at least, ” voice light and amused, hands held behind his back. Plo slightly shifted his head to look at the other, but relaxed nonetheless, “ I see no difference in who I speak with. You are just as good as any. As long as we have the right information, of course. ” no hostility in his voice just the rich warmth.

                “I suppose that means that we need to swap information. Make sure everything is alright." He knew from a quick briefing what was needed to talk about. “I’d like to avoid another needless war if I can help it.” Things going on around here are harsh and rough, he’s very well aware of it. “From what I know, the Jedi need allies in more systems to help relieve their armies trying to liberate planets. We turians have a very strong militia and are willing to lend assistance from what Primearch Victus says. We just want to make sure of a couple things before we sign off on the idea.”

     Chocolate hues looked up at the other with a bit of intimidation starting to form in her stomach. He was a rather tall individual, but he seemed gentle. She eased herself with a deep intake, and let it out slowly.

     Padmé knew being away from Coruscant would be the best at the moment, with a bounty on her head, and things heating up faster than she realized. The Jedi were afraid for her safety, and so, she was under some protection. Protection from someone unfamiliar to her, but Master Plo spoke highly of him.

    Fingertips tapped on a cool flat surface, and shoulders slumped just a bit, “ I don’t understand the Jedi sometimes. I have been in these situations plenty of times. I don’t need someone to look after me…not that you would do a horrible job. ”

                The turian shifted, the blues of his eyes turning to her as he moved to lean his gun against the wall in way of trying to make himself less intimidating. He’s been within military and crowd control his whole life, this shouldn’t be too big a change for him.. He’s been through a few things that were life or death with the whole galaxy as well as being a vigilante merc for a while.. It just meant he would be perfect for making sure that the senator would be safe with him around.

                “With all due respect, ma’am, sometimes it’s good to have someone around to watch your back.” He remembered how hard it was keeping with being on his own as a merc.. it took a long time for them to finally corner him and he had been lucky when his friends had shown up to lend assistance. “Don’t have good backup, no matter how good you are when you’re using self defense, and things can go downhill really fast.”

                    The turian had been busy making preparations here on menae, a few of the officers that had followed him over from his old job helping him make sure they would be ready for this.. visitor. The Primearch had just hunt up with the male, his fingers twitching nervously when he was approached by the others. What will we do? “We’ll make due, leave the worrying to me.” It isn’t long before he notes the approach of a few beings.

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patroclus you are patroclus, from the iliad by homer, doomed by fate to be stuck in a love story that has no place on the battlefield. although you always have the best intentions, you have to realize you cannot save everyone. your unwavering loyalty means you often lose yourself in the process of putting others first. take a deep breath, remember who you are, and that you are deserving of the same love you try to put out. you are kind, you are strong, and you give and you give but it is never enough to protect those you love. in the end, it's not even enough to protect yourself.

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