WILD | Anakin Skywalker |

N I N E

"I'm here to see my sister Padme where is she" Alora demanded the second she stepped foot into the med bay. She knew she looked crazy with her most likely red eyes and puffy cheeks but she just needed to see her sister was safe and ok for herself.

"Room 36A it's down the hall and the third door to the left." The droid informed her. The girl practically speed walked to the room, lightly knocking before entering and seeing her sister laying on one of the cots. She looked drained. She had dark circles under her eyes, a tube in her nose, and her skin was pale. She had definitely gone through hell.

"Hey Padme it's me" Alora spoke softly as she entered the room, watching as Padme sat up slowly.

"Alora, I'm glad you made the decision to not stay in the bunker with me." Padme smiled. "I'm ok though. The antidote is running its course and with every hour I feel better. By tomorrow morning the virus will have been completely gone from my system and I'll be free to go back to normal."

"So you have to stay here tonight?" Alora frowned. This was not a night she needed to be alone.

"Yes. But just because you have the apartment to yourself does not mean you go crazy," Padme grabbed a box from her bedside table and handed it to her sister. Alora opened it and saw it was her very own communications system. "I'll be calling to check in and I want you to answer right away or I'll be sending someone up there."

Alora rolled her eyes, not surprised by how she was immediately back to treating her like a child. "Yes mother" she responded.

"Alora I'm just looking out for you because I care about you, I love you." Padme explained, seeing the hurt in her eyes. She had a feeling it was from her visit to Naboo with her parents.

"I get it Padme and I love you too" Alora sighed, wrapping the communications bracelet around her wrist. This specific one was dainty and didn't look out of place, just looked like a pretty everyday bracelet.

"I've set up the channels on your comms. Channel one is me, two is the general senate building so anyone with comms on in that channel would hear you, three is the general Jedi temple, four is Obi Wan, and then I set five to Anakin as a last resort only." Padme warned. She wasn't even going to add him but he was one of the best Jedi she knew and a friend, it was in the interest of safety.

"And a last resort it will be" Alora uttered, confusing Padme a bit. She decided not to bring it up. "I've had a rough day so I'm going to go to bed early. It's nearly dark out anyway."

"I understand, be safe getting home."

"I will." Alora exited the room and nearly collided with battle armor. She glanced up and saw Anakin looking down at her with wide eyes, he had just left Ahsoka's room. Instead of saying anything, Alora just slid past him and tried to walk fast away.

"Alora wait" Anakin groaned, walking up to her and grabbing her forearm lightly. "I'm sorry" he started.

"Well I'm not" Alora stated in anger. She just wanted to go home so she could do what she had been planning to do since they got on the ship in Naboo. Go to a club in Coruscant.

"O-K but I am and I shouldn't have said what I did regardless of what you said" Anakin tried again, hoping she would look at him again.

"What I said was fact. Possibly wrong timing and out of resentment towards my mother but fact. What you said was- was mean." Alora struggled on the latter portion of her statement, feeling a pang in her chest as his words circled in her brain- this time adding that last word.

Anakin frowned knowing that what he said and especially almost said was in fact mean. "I-I know and I didn't mean any of it I'm-"

"Look, you want nothing to do with me and I should've seen that earlier. You made it clear today what you think of me and I don't want to bother you any longer. I'll stay away." With that, Alora met up with one of her guards and they boarded a speeder and took off leaving Anakin standing there feeling a lot more hurt then he thought he would.

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Adrenaline was pumping in the youngest Amidala's veins as she danced around in her tiny blue dress that she wore to the club. She was so drunk. Her eyes couldn't focus and her limbs felt like jelly but that's what she wanted. She needed this.

The blonde was dancing with some random guy who was practically holding her up. He knew she was beyond intoxicated yet continued to feed her drinks, hoping he could get her to leave with him.

"I am going pee" Alora slurred, pushing herself off the man and stumbling into the dirty bathroom. She in fact didn't pee but fell to the ground and spewed vomit all over the toilet. She continued to throw up the toxic liquid until she had nothing left in her belly, the only thing in her system was the alcohol her liver could not break down. Throwing up did not sober the girl up but it did bring back some awareness just in time for her sister to contact her through her communications system.

"Alora? Are you alright? Captain Typho says he went to check in on you and you weren't home. Answer me now." She heard coming through the bracelet.

"Padme...I'm fine. I'm-I'm partying" Alora giggled. "This club is soooooooo fun"

"Alora your hammered. I'm calling for help." Padme was calmer than Alora thought which was a shock but she was too drunk to really register that.

"No I said I'm fine" Alora moaned in annoyance. The girl still had her comlink pressed down as she went to stand but the dizziness she felt caused the girl to fall back over.

"Do not leave where you are. I'm sending someone." With that Padme ended their communication and left Alora to try to stand up. The blonde used the sink to steady herself, it took her a second to focus but she was able to see herself in the mirror.

She looked beautiful. Her hair was clipped up off her neck yet two blonde pieces fell out in the front to frame her face, her eyes stood out due to the mascara she applied earlier that night making her eyelashes appear longer and darker, her dress was a light blue color and it clung to her figure showing off every curve. She truly did look beautiful but in her eyes- she was hurting.

Her emerald green eyes were dark and hollow as she stared at her own reflection. For a second she thought she had sobered up. A knock on the door took her out of her trance as she stumbled over and opened it to see a random Twi'lek girl waiting to use the restroom. The blonde slid past her and plopped down on a barstool sitting with her head in her hands. "Another round princess?" The same guy who was dancing with her came up next to her and offered.

"No" Alora mumbled. "I want water" she ordered. The bartender grabbed a glass and put some water in sliding it to the girl. The random man, grabbed it up before she could drink it and held it high.

"Aw come on you can't be done yet" he teased. "I brought shooters I'll add it to the water, so ur still drinking and tour getting your water."

"No give me my water now" Alora slurred, moving to stand but only fell back down into her seat. This was not good.

"How about I give you the water and then take your home" the man slowly handed her the water but slid his other hand around the girls small waist, pulling her up from her seat and leaning her body against his so she could stand. Alora barely noticed as she chugged the water down, feeling herself slowly become less dehydrated and slightly more aware.

She felt the man begin to walk her towards the exit, alerting her to get away. She started pushing him off with all her strength but in her state it might as well have been a child pushing a grown man. "Let me go now." She continued to try and get him off her but he just dragged her through the club en route to the exit. She was starting to sober up due to the panic rising inside her chest. "I'm not ready to leave." She exclaimed again more aggressively this time.

"That means leave her alone" A familiar voice called before gripping the mans hand and pulling it off her causing him to yell out in pain. Alora watched as Anakin threw the man to the ground, smirking down at him. "If I see you touch her again, we're going to have bigger problems." He placed his hand on his lightsaber to show it off to the man who saw it and coward away in fear.

"I-I'm sorry it won't happen again!" He nearly cried making Alora hold back at laugh at how pathetic the man was.

Anakin said nothing instead turned to the blonde who was standing there swaying.