deercountry | walk in the way of my soft resurrection // OPEN

"A broom?" Padmé wasn't really one to ask. So long as it wasn't bothering her, she wouldn't do anything with it. Not that it truly reminded her of the Zillo beast, and she hadn't seen people being cruel to the creatures. "Maybe wave it a little back and forth near it, and it will get the message to leave?"

"Hmm. There's a--an off-brand swiffer in my house? That could work, it's even softer than a broom's bristles. I don't want to hurt it," she says, painfully earnest. But it was truthful earnestness. Okay, maybe her play didn't necessarily cast her older sister in the most positive light, but if Cassie knew how many guys had approached her in the halls with pictures of her sister in...compromising positions and asked her for the same, well. One could hardly blame her. Right?

Padmé has no idea what a swiffer is, but assumes it is something like a brook. Even a rake or something that might distract it and make it take off. Padmé can't say she really paid too much attention. Usually butterflies or moths or flying bugs took off. "I think something that would just make it decide it no longer wanted to remain. Maybe even flapping a towel around it?"

Lexi wishes she didn't know what a swiffer was. She spent way too much time with them back home because Cassie wouldn't know how to dust if Lexi gave her written instructions. Which she'd done. Cassie still claimed to not understand.

"A towel! Yeah, that should work, I have plenty of those. Be right back!" And she disappeared into the front door of her garish yellow and pink house.

And emerges with a beach towel which is a lie. She likes far more than six people here. Back home? That was asking a lot. But she starts flapping the beach towel at the butterfly which gives her a blasé expression, then flew away apparently on its own.

"...so. Um. Would you like to come in for tea? I have at least twenty kinds."

Padmé finds herself watching the moth, although it isn't doing anything horrible. At least not that she can see. In this place, she doesn't know what to expect, rubbing at her arm as she recalls the mushrooms that had grown there previous.

A glance is given to the towel as Lexi starts to flap it, taking a few motions for her to fully read it. She might have snorted a little, feeling the corner of her lips twitching. While there are more than six that Padmé like, the sentiment is understood.

She watches it fly off, seemingly bothered enough by the towel. Her eyes trail, as if expecting something more, before turning back to her. "Tea would be lovely."

And Lexi was watching the moth out of the corner of her eyes, hoping that if she watched it that way, she wouldn't fall under its spell again. But, they really were pretty. That much was undeniable. She notices Padmé rubbing her arm and isn't sure what that meant.

It's a rather horrifying beach towel, but she'd bought it because it reminded her of Rue. She often wondered what her friend(?) would make of this place. Lexi sure knew it would provide a cold turkey version of withdrawal. And she wasn't sure that would be for the best or not.

She's seen too many kaiju movies because Lexi was expecting the same. But apparently not? Not this time, anyway? "All right, cool, let's go inside. I have, like, five different versions of chai alone."

With a laugh, Padmé offered her a smile. They were starting to grown their own collection back home of teas and coffees, experimenting with different flavours as the ones that they knew back home they couldn't quite find here. Yet, Padmé could say that they didn't own five different versions of one. Other times... Sabé and her might have a rustic chic decor going on. "It sounds lovely."

There was probably nothing chic about Lexi's house, but it was her very own house she'd decorated exactly the way she wanted it. "Sabé? Is she your sister? And come on in," she said, opening the front door. She loved her house.

It was very bright, and there was no denying that no one would ever mistake it for another. She found a small smile on her lips, as it was clear that it was something that Lexi liked, her own style, her own place in this realm. "Ah, no. I do have a sister, Sola, but Sabé... We've known each other since we were fourteen. There are few people I trust more than her."

Lexi saw the house and fell in love instantly. It was so bright and cheerful, unlike much of the gloom in Gaze. And she'd thrown herself into decorating her way. She'd never had the chance to do that before, back home she shared a room with her older sister and Cassie would have thrown a fit.

"So she's your best friend? It must be really nice having her with you, helping you adjust to stuff. I wish my best friend would come here. But anyway, if you want to come into the kitchen with me, I have all of my teas organized in a cabinet?"

"She was here first, actually, and it has been nice. Our paths went in separate directions, although she will always be an important person to me." Padmé knew that there was little that Sabé wouldn't do for her, although she always tried to keep that in mind. Just because she was willing to do something didn't mean that she had to. She was never happy to put her friends' lives in danger.

"But, it also means that anything that happens here can also happen to her." Padmé knew that they didn't have a choice, and she was fairly lucky. Between her wayward husband who Padmé couldn't keep track of, and her friend, there were a number of people here that she knew, knew of, or knew her. "Of course. Let's see, as I am picking a huge cabinet now..."

"Yeah? Is she wanting to stay here or something like that? I've heard that some people, maybe even a lot of people do." Not Lexi, though. She still had business to attend to back home, a play to put on, and a future to look forward to. She wanted to go to Berkley, probably with a theatre arts major. Writing the play had been as easy as breathing and she's hopeful that she's got a lot more plays in her.

"Yeah, that would be pretty stressful. To have someone here that's so important to you, never knowing what might happen to you or them or to both of you. But...I still can't help hoping that my best friend from home shows up someday. Is that weird?" She's sure that it's weird. But speaking of weird, she actually thinks this place would be good for Rue.

"I honestly don't know." It wasn't something that Padmé had thought to ask her, even if they apparently didn't have any way in the matter. She did wonder what she would choose. Padmé wasn't certain what she would choose, given all the information that she knew. Anakin was here, and apparently her death waited for her, yet there was still life there as well.

"No, I don't think that is weird at all." It meant that she cared about her. It was a tough topic. It wasn't like they could just reach out and communicate with people who weren't here. Perhaps if they had, it may have changed. "She's your friend. Someone who understands you, who knows you."

"It might not hurt to ask? Just so everyone's on the same page." After all, she would hate it if she grew that close to someone and it turned out they wanted to make their permanent home in Trench while Lexi went back to East Highland. And got out of that stifling little suburb as soon as she could. Maybe try to graduate early and go straight on to Berkley.

"Thanks. I really think this place would be good for her in a lot of ways." For one thing, it would make Rue go off of the opiates. Hopefully for good since the only drugs here were the non-addictive magic mushrooms. She constantly wished she'd gone to Mrs. Bennett about Rue...before. But she'd been too afraid of losing Rue's friendship if she tattled. "Yeah. We've been friends since pre-school. Until this year, it was kind of a given that I'd be where she was and she'd be where I was."

That does say something about the situation that she came from, if this place might do some good for her. Yet, despite all the strangeness that came with being here, Padmé could see some silver lining herself. There was no denying that at times she was chomping at the bit to return, to try to continue her work as a Senator. The slower pace sometimes got to her. On the flip side, she did have some of those that she cared about here with her.

"That's a long time to have a friend. I'm sure that you'll see her at some point again. Time and distances do not diminish those types of relationships."

She'd always been fairly independent, but she'd also found it hard to make new friends. She'd spend most of the time lost in her own head, thinking about things instead of actually doing them. And Lexi didn't mind the slow pace too much, it usually seemed like life was going too fast back home. But not the good kind of fast, the bad kind where if it were a movie, the car would crash and go down a cliff.

Lexi wished she could be so optimistic. She generally wondered if Rue had simply outgrown her, like she was a pair of sneakers which didn't fit anymore. Hard to get rid of, but not very useful. "I hope you're right. I can't help wondering what's going on while I'm not there, though."

"It is something I wonder about as well." Although Padmé has been told some of what her future may be. Of what the future of the galaxy may be. "I think that you may drive yourself crazy if you think about it."

"Really? Well. At least I'm in good company?" But telling things like that instead of living them, weren't they worried they'd somehow fuck up the space/time continuum? "Most likely. And I don't have far to go." A joke, but not an untrue one.

"Well, two is a company. Three, a crowd..." Offering her own smile in turn. She gave an acknowledging and contemplative hum though. "I'm not entirely certain- there are those from the future, as I consider it from my viewpoint- their past, of course. Knowing isn't always the best."

"They have that saying in your world, too? That's weirdly comforting." To think that a simple phrase might be a commonality between people of different worlds. "No, it's not. Though, it's like a common courtesy to not tell people stuff from their future. Kind of a social faux pas?"

She blinked, before nodding. "We do." It wasn't something that she really thought about. She knew that there were foods that she had no idea about, and even here, they were different from what she was used to on Naboo or Coruscant, but she wouldn't even claim to have tried a percentage of what the galaxy might offer, so could not claim it didn't exist where she is from.

"If they ask? Or something here accidentally reveals it? I'm afraid it's not quite as straightforward as that."

"Huh. Sorry, I thought it would be an Earth thing. We love our sayings, especially where sex might be concerned," she said with a bashful laugh. But this is her first time away from home, she's trying to find as many commonalities as she can to make this easier on herself.

Oh, um, nothing's straightforward, is it? Ever?" Much as Lexi wished otherwise.

"I'm sure we have some that you've never heard, and you've some that I've never heard." Heck, even talking to her, Padmé sometimes has no idea what Lexi is talking about, but paints a picture of what it might be. Sometimes she can fill in the blanks with people from other universes, but at other times, she struggles to piece it together. "No. Very few things ever are."

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