Clairvoyance

Chapter 13

The sun was beating down on their backs as the Senator and the Jedi trekked across the plains. Lexa was tired, and her body was feeling it. She wouldn't be able to keep this up for long.

But if they could get to a transport, she had enough flying skills to maneuver them out of anything. She had full confidence in that. But first, they needed to get there unseen and undetected.

That required changing their appearance.

Their first stop was on a farm, where clothes were hanging out to dry. Not a single person in sight—and while normally there would have been a moral qualm in Lexa's heart, there was none this time.

She was going to do what she had to do to finish the mission.

As she moved to grab the clothes, Mon placed a hand on her arm. "What are you doing?" The woman hissed.

"We can't exactly steal a transport looking like a Jedi and a Senator, now can we?" Lexa pointed out.

"It's stealing all the same."

"Pay them back after you survive this, then." Lexa advised.

The young woman made a dash to the clothes, coming back with a plain green shirt and trousers for Mon Mothma. For herself, she had stolen a poncho that had a decorative collar.

Mon made a face, holding it up. "This won't fit."

"Would trying on funeral clothes suit your taste more?"

With that, Mon made no more trouble with the clothes. After changing, the duo met up again. "Where exactly are we going?"

"We need to get to that outpost." Lexa said, gesturing at the distance.

"That's at least a day's walk from here." Mon said.

"Then I suggest we get walking." Lexa nearly snapped, already fed up with the Senator's attitude. "Unless you want to risk a firefight?"

"No, I don't."

Lexa considered the woman for a moment. "Are you married, Senator?"

"I am."

"Do you want to see your husband again?"

"Yes."

This time, in a much gentler tone, Lexa spoke. "Then I need you to trust me. I will get you out of here safely. I promise you that."

Mon Mothma stared at the Jedi that she didn't know very well. There was a genuine honesty and intent behind her words. Having been in politics, Mon Mothma wasn't used to people who told the truth with every word.

It was both refreshing and disconcerting, all together. She wasn't sure that she liked this abrupt Jedi. But the girl did have a point.

"Alright."

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"My friend speaks highly of you."

Lexa nearly swiveled around, eyes falling on the Senator. "Friend?" She questioned.

At that, Mon gave her the first small smile of the day. "I believe we have a mutual friend in Senator Padme Amidala?"

Almost instantly, Lexa's demeanor changed. It wasn't that she relaxed, per say. But there was a certain warmth that exuded from her that wasn't there before. A hint of tension left her shoulders.

"Padme is a good person. And she is a trustworthy friend." Lexa said, giving a hand to Mon as they hiked up a particularly rocky area.

"She told myself and Senator Organa of the Invasion of Naboo and the role that you and your fellow Jedi played. We Senators so rarely get to interact with you Jedi on an individual basis. Little is understood about you."