OOM: Human Interest Story
Naboo. Everything led back to Naboo. Or at least that's what Val thought. So, that was why she was sitting on a bench in the middle of Theed's main square. Her editor had sent her there to write on the rebuilding of the planet's infrastructure after the Clone Wars.
Thus, she for a week, was up to her ears in roads, and skyways, aristocracy, and Political Youth programs. There was a boy or two who reminded her, perhaps a bit too painfully of Peter. Driven, passionate, and willing to do just about anything. It was these Political Youth who has streamlined most of the rebuilding of the plant. Always the youth who took control and pushed things through, when the adults were too reeling to do anything.
Putting a couple finishing touches on her story, she leaned back against a tree, and watched people wander around the square. Across the open area, a child falls. Standing, Val wanders over, and offers the little girl a hand up.
"Are you alright, little one?"
"Um, yeah. I'm just stupid. Fell over my own feet." The girl's knee was bleeding, and Val ripped a sleeve off of her shirt, tying it around the wound.
"There. Now, let's get you home to your family."
"I'm at Youth Leadership Camp. My family's down in the low country. Camps' over for the week, though. I was just waiting for our 'droid to come take me home." The girl looked up at Val, an earnestness in her eyes. "If you take me home, you can tell me about offworld things. It's obvious you're not from Naboo. You're too, well, I don't know, but you're not from here."
Val grins and hold sout a hand. "Alright. Let's go rent a speeder, and you can tell me where to go."
Thus, she for a week, was up to her ears in roads, and skyways, aristocracy, and Political Youth programs. There was a boy or two who reminded her, perhaps a bit too painfully of Peter. Driven, passionate, and willing to do just about anything. It was these Political Youth who has streamlined most of the rebuilding of the plant. Always the youth who took control and pushed things through, when the adults were too reeling to do anything.
Putting a couple finishing touches on her story, she leaned back against a tree, and watched people wander around the square. Across the open area, a child falls. Standing, Val wanders over, and offers the little girl a hand up.
"Are you alright, little one?"
"Um, yeah. I'm just stupid. Fell over my own feet." The girl's knee was bleeding, and Val ripped a sleeve off of her shirt, tying it around the wound.
"There. Now, let's get you home to your family."
"I'm at Youth Leadership Camp. My family's down in the low country. Camps' over for the week, though. I was just waiting for our 'droid to come take me home." The girl looked up at Val, an earnestness in her eyes. "If you take me home, you can tell me about offworld things. It's obvious you're not from Naboo. You're too, well, I don't know, but you're not from here."
Val grins and hold sout a hand. "Alright. Let's go rent a speeder, and you can tell me where to go."