Friday, November 19, 2010

The Proposal

Today started off as any other.  I scheduled a few meetings, wrote a few reports, reminded Admiral Piett to concentrate, etc. I visited him in his office throughout the day for several "connecting" sessions and teased him telepathically throughout the day.  Suffice it to say, I think I am a huge distraction in his life, but he is managing it.

While Emp. Chihuahua and Wicket were being walked by a droid, the Admiral brought us dinner.  Unfortunately, I wasn't very hungry at all and one thing lead to another and we began having a deeper discussion.  He even teased me by saying he would arrest me, and a part of me became scared if he had meant it on some level.  I joked as if the Executor were my prison, to which he confirmed.  My heart sank if that was indeed the truth.  But that evening, he appeared shy on some level, nervous on another, and finally proposed over a napkin ring.  I was filled with both excitement and dread.  Was that what all of this was about?  He wasn't going to turn me in?  I was excited because well, who wouldn't be excited!  Dread because, of what it could mean.  The nuptuals would have to remain secret because of the fact that we are supposed to be enemies due to my allegience to the Empire... oh wait, I mean the Rebellion.  And all I want is to take it slow as we decided what to do in the next step.  If the Sith found out, he could lose everything. How could I live with myself under those circumstances?

I am an enemy of the Empire and the Sith, I know.  But my perception of the Empire (at the least) seemed to change in my relationship with Admiral Piett.  He seems to be more connected emotionally than I first thought.  He was playful, humorous, witty, and quite the romantic. That is nothing I perceived the Empire to be.  After all, the Rebellion intelligence files stated he tended to be aloof and narcissistic, and I don't know if I am seeing that.  *Note to self: Must send an update to Rebellion on their files of Admiral Piett*

During the day, I managed to transmit the Executor's location and destination to the Rebellion via a small droid that I had sent with a ship that had docked with our vessel.  There are very few times that the Executor receives outside vessels, so I do not know when I will be able to transmit my next log to the Rebellion.  We are headed towards one of the smaller Rebel bases and the droid should be intercepted in enough time for the base to be abandoned and destroyed (if necessary).  The Admiral hunts the Rebels as if under some sort of spell, but I wonder if it is possible I can raise enough compassion in his heart to be a bit less "enthusiastic" about his occupation.

I did ask the Admiral if he feared losing everything if it was discovered he was hiding me aboard his vessel.  He stated it was not a concern.  That alone concerns me, because either someone above him knows and is allowing him to keep me as a "pet", or he will become blind and lose his sense of judgement and potentially make a slip up.

Lastly, I am fortunate enough to not have run into Vader on the ship.  He tends to be a loner and to himself for the most part, and I have mentally shielded myself incredibly.  It is draining to do somedays, but I must continue to do so for my safety.  I believe he will be off and on the ship in the next few weeks on various "expeditions" (for lack of a better term), so I can focus more on intelligence gathering.  I have already memorized the layout of the vessel, with the exception of the areas around Vader's secured zone.  

But yes, I did accept the proposal after much hesitation and debate.  He took a chance in being impulsive, and therefore, I can only meet him halfway.  Tomorrow brings a new day as I rest with him beside me. 

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