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at particular moment; watching her nieces romping about the backyard of the house; now jumping all about poor R2…D2; Padme's astromech droid。
For the first time in many days; Padme's thoughts roamed free of her responsibilities; free of the important vote she would have to cast in the Senate in less than a month。 Somehow; the words Military Creation Act couldn't filter through the whimsical song that Ryoo and Pooja were then making up about R2…D2。
〃Too close;〃 Owen remarked gravely to Cliegg; the two of them walking the perimeter of the moisture farm; checking the security。 The call of a bantha; the large and shaggy beasts often ridden by Tuskens; had interrupted their conversation。
They both knew it was unlikely that a bantha would be roaming wild about this region; for there was little grazing area anywhere near the desolate moisture farm。 But they had heard the call; and could identify it without doubt; and they suspected that potential enemies were near。
〃What is driving them so close to the farms?〃 Owen asked。
〃It's been too long since we've organized anything against them;〃 Cliegg replied gruffly。 〃We let the beasts run free; and they're forgetting the lessons we taught them in the past。〃 He looked hard at Owen's skeptical expression。 〃You have to go out there and teach the Tuskens their manners every now and again。〃
Owen just stood there; having no response。
〃See how long it's been?〃 Cliegg said with a snort。 〃You don't even remember the last time we went out and chased off the Tuskens! There's the problem; right there!〃
The bantha lowed again。
Cliegg gave a growl in the general direction of the sound; waved his hand; and walked off toward the house。 〃You keep Beru close for a bit;〃 he instructed。 〃The both of you stay within the perimeter; and keep a blaster at your side。〃
Owen nodded and dutifully followed as Cliegg stalked into the house。 Right before the pair reached the door; the bantha lowed again。 It didn't seem so far away。
〃What's the matter?〃 Shmi asked the moment Cliegg entered the house。
Her husband stopped; and managed to paste on a bit of a forting smile。
〃Just the sand;〃 he said。 〃Covered some sensors; and I'm getting tired of digging them out。〃 He smiled even wider and walked to the side of the room; heading for the refresher。
〃Cliegg。。。〃 Shmi called suspiciously; stopping him。
Owen came through the door then; and Beru looked at him。 〃What is it?〃 she asked; unconsciously echoing Shmi。
〃Nothing; nothing at all;〃 Owen replied; but as he crossed the room; Beru stepped before him and took him by the arms; forcing him to look at her directly; into an expression too serious to be dismissed。
〃Just signs of a sandstorm;〃 Cliegg lied。 〃Far off; and probably nothing。〃
〃But already enough to bury some sensors on the perimeter?〃 Shmi asked。
Owen looked at her curiously; then heard Cliegg clear his throat。 He looked to his father; who nodded slightly; then turned back to Shmi and agreed。
〃The first winds; but I don't think it will be as strong as Dad believes。〃
〃Are you both going to stand there lying to us?〃 Beru snapped suddenly; stealing the words from Shmi's mouth。
〃What did you see; Cliegg?〃 Shmi demanded。
〃Nothing;〃 he answered with conviction。
〃Then what did you hear?〃 Shmi pressed; recognizing her husband's semantic dodge clearly enough。
〃I heard a bantha; nothing more;〃 Cliegg admitted。
〃And you think it was a Tusken mount;〃 Shmi stated。 〃How far?〃
〃Who can tell; in the night; and with the wind shifting? Could've been kilometers。〃
〃Or?〃
Cliegg walked back across the room to stand right before his wife。 〃What do you want from me; love?〃 he asked; taking her in a firm hug。 〃I heard a bantha。 I don't know if there was a Tusken attached。〃
〃But there have been more signs of the Raiders about;〃 Owen admitted。 〃The Dorrs found a pile of bantha poodoo half covering one of their perimeter sensors。〃
〃It may be just that there's a few banthas running loose in the area; probably half starved and looking for some food;〃 Cliegg offered。
〃Or it might be that the Tuskens are growing bolder; are ing right down to the edges of the farms; and are even beginning to test the security;〃 Shmi said。 Almost prophetically; just as she finished; the alarms went off; indicating a breach about the perimeter sensor line。
Owen and Cliegg grabbed their blaster rifles and rushed out of the house; Shmi and Beru close behind。
〃You stay here!〃 Cliegg instructed the two women。 〃Or go get a weapon; at least!〃 He glanced about; indicated a vantage point to Owen; and motioned for his son to take up a defensive position and cover him。
Then he rushed across the pound; blaster rifle in hand; Zigzagging his way; staying low and scanning for any movement; knowing that if he saw a form that resembled either Tusken or bantha; he'd shoot first and investigate after。
But it didn't e to that。 Cliegg and Owen searched the whole of the perimeter; scanned the area and rechecked the alarms; and found no sign of intruders。
All four stayed on edge the remainder of that night; though; each of them keeping a weapon close at hand; and sleeping only in shifts。
The next day; out by the eastern rim; Owen found the source of the alarm: a footprint along a patch of sturdier ground near the edge of the farm。 It wasn't the large round depression a bantha would make; but the indentation one might expect from a foot wrapped in soft material; much like a Tusken would wear。
〃We should speak with the Dorrs and all the others;〃 Cliegg said when Owen showed the print to him。 〃Get a group together and chase the animals back into the open desert。〃
〃The banthas?〃
〃Them; too;〃 Cliegg snarled。 He spat upon the ground; as steely…eyed and angry as Owen had ever seen him。
Senator Padme Amidala felt strangely uneasy in her office; in the same plex as; but unattached to; the royal palace of Queen Jamillia。 Her desk was covered in holodisks and all the other usual clutter of her station。 At the front of it; a holo played through the numbers; a soldier on one scale; a flag of truce on the other; tallying the predicted votes for the meeting on Coruscant。 The hologram depiction of those scales seemed almost perfectly balanced。
Padme knew that the vote would be close; with the Senate almost evenly divided over whether the Republic should create a formal army。 It galled her to think that so many of her colleagues would be voting based on personal gain…everything from potential contracts to supply the army for their home systems to direct payoffs from some of the merce guilds… rather than on what was best for the Republic。
In her heart; Padme remained steadfast that she had to work defeat the creation of this army。 The Republic was built on tolerance。 It was a vast network of tens of thousands of systems; and even more species; each with a distinct perspective。 The only element they shared was tolerance…tolerance of one another。 The creation of an army might prove unsettling; even threatening; to so many of those systems and species; beings far removed from the great city…planet of Coruscant。
A motion outside drew Padme to the window; and she looked down upon the plex courtyard to see a group of men jostling and fighting as the Naboo security forces rushed in to control the situation。
There came a sharp rap on the door to her office; and as she turned back that way; the portal slid open and Captain Panaka strode in。
〃Just checking; Senator;〃 said the man who had served as her personal bodyguard when she was Queen。 Tall and dark…skinned; he had a steely gaze and an athletic physique only accentuated by the cut of his brown leather jerkin; blue shirt; and pants; and the mere sight of Panaka filled Padm with fort。 He was in his forties now; but still looked as if he could outfight any man on Naboo。
〃Shouldn't you be seeing to the security of Queen Jamillia?〃 Padme asked。 Panaka nodded。 〃She is well protected; I assure you。〃
〃From?〃 Padme prompted; nodding toward the window and the continuing disturbance beyond。
〃Spice miners;〃 Panaka explained。 〃Contract issues。 Nothing to concern you; Senator。 Actually; I was on my way here to speak with you about security for your return trip to Coruscant。〃
〃That is weeks away。〃 Panaka looked to the window。 〃Which gives us more time to properly prepare。〃
Padme knew better than to argue with the stubborn man。 Since she would be flying an official starship of the Naboo fleet Panaka had the right; if not the responsibility; to get involved。 And in truth; his concern pleased her; although she'd never admit it to him。
A shout outside and renewed fighting drew her attention briefly; making her wince。 Another problem。 There was always a problem; somewhere。 Padme had to wonder if that was just the nature of people; to create some excitement when all seemed well。 Given that unsettling thought; Sola's words came back to her; along with images of Ryoo and Pooja。 How she loved those two carefree little sprites!
〃Senator?〃 Panaka said; drawing her out of her private contemplations。
〃Yes?〃
〃We should discuss the security procedures。