voicetesting, considering eudio

[notimeforsorrow]

I thought we understood each other. You already know that I have a lot of things to take care of. I can't afford to slack off just because the war is over. It's now, in fact, that it's most important to reestablish the Republic because any system left without a governing body will turn to anarchy -

Yes, you told me that I can achieve at least some of my goals with what you're considering, but I believe in attaining things through hard work, not through dubious arrangements.

You don't even have enough icons yet. This is just ridiculous.

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[notimeforsorrow]

Yeah. On both sides. On the other hand, I already have a bull's eye painted on my forehead, so what else could've gone wrong?

[She gave her mother a wry smile that looks so much like Anakin's. The sass is strong with this one.]

Luke and I went there to rescue Han. Han Solo. He was a big help to the Rebellion. [Leia paused for a moment. How exactly did one go about telling their parents that they were seeing someone?] I love him. He's a good man, even if a scoundrel.

[Leia smiled back.] I was surrounded by a lot of good people.

[democratically]

[A grown daughter.

Whose first words she never heard, and whose first steps she never witnessed.

A daughter who loved someone.

There is so much Anakin in her though. She can see that... And she wonders how Bail handled that. He was a very good man, but, well, he wasn't quite as stubborn as Padmé herself could be.] I am glad. Love... Love is unexpected, but it is something wonderful.

[notimeforsorrow]

[He handled her with a lot of love and no small amount of diplomacy. It actually worked!]

Just like how you loved . . . Anakin Skywalker?

[She kept her voice neutral, because she didn't want to sound accusing or angry. None of it was her mother's fault, and besides, she was Leia Organa because of everything that had happened in the past.]

[democratically]

[Her gaze, flickers, softens, and she gives a squeeze on her arm. No doubt it would be hard to imagine the man that Padmé had fallen for, especially if all Leia knew was what was left of him.]

He... He had his own way about him. Even as a child. I thought him utterly strange after our first meeting. [Still, her lips do twitch, clearly finding it a good memory.]

But yes. It was never my intent, especially since we both knew attachment was forbidden for Jedi. Yet... Yet he is the other part of me.

[notimeforsorrow]

[Leia tried to imagine that. How would her mother feel, knowing that she'd been personally tortured by the man who had been her father? Once, if he was a Jedi, then he must have been a good man.]

I know all about that. Falling in love without meaning to, I mean.

[Instead of dwelling on the sorrow of what had been, Leia instead chose to tell her mother about the good things.]

Han's rough around the edges, but he's helped me and the Rebellion in so many ways.

[democratically]

[It would sadden her, to say the least, especially in the scope of how things might otherwise have played out. The pregnancy hadn't been planned, and she had been afraid, and yet the look on Anakin's face as she stood there before him, trembling, had lifted her own soul. She both had the family she had always thought she would have, and yet, in the end, not for long.]

The heart is not always the easiest thing to understand, but when you know, you know, and I am happy that you have found that someone.

[notimeforsorrow]

[Leia nodded. Her own journey with Han hadn't been easy - although not as heartbreaking as Padmé's and Anakin's. At least, not yet.]

I wonder if you'll like him. He's a scoundrel.

[She said this with a wry smile.]

[democratically]

A scoundrel, with a good heart, no doubt.