Male Padmé
Nickname: Padma
Character Aesthetic
Literate
Rp Serious/AU/Crack
Ships with Chemistry/Fem Ani
“So this is how liberty dies, with a thunderous applause.”
#SubscriptioPseudonym
@BeforeVoldemort Padma was an idealist. He had ideas to make the wizarding world a better place for all magical creatures living in it. Both great and small. He didn’t believe in these backwards laws of separate but equal, he didn’t believe in one race being superior to another—
@BeforeVoldemort —odd to think about now. How he thrives off the challenge Tom gave him.
He waved the short thought away and took a step back with the book he still needed in hand. “You’re welcome.” He hummed moving off to a table off behind them to make use of the book among his stacks of—
@Elladoration —lunch?” He asked his warm chocolate gaze going from her face down to glance at the menu for drinks and starter salads. Wow this was all expensive, thank god Naboo paid their senators well.
@Elladoration Padma knee he was rather young for a senator, and he knew many of the older ones looked down on his ideals because he was ‘young’ but since when did age equate to what is valued as justice? Yes, he’s young, but he also know what’s right and what’s wrong and his—
@Elladoration —discuss the possibility and see where it goes from there.” He began, the young senator clearly a little too excited with his brilliant idea to help build his case to free all slaves across the galaxy. “But before I get into that, what would you like to start off with for—
—rolling his eyes as he saw the familiar green robes of Tom Riddle glide into the library.
Padma went back to his book in hopes of being ignored today, however, he quite doubted that knowing the intellectual debates the two often got into. Which most of the time Padma found—
—standing up to pull out her chair so she could sit down in the spot across from him. “I do appreciate you lending me some of your time, I’m sure you’re a very busy woman.” He smiled politely moving to have a seat across from her.
—needed to start somewhere, and if convincing them in the senate didn’t work, then perhaps he needed to talk to those closer to these senators.
That’s where a lunch date with Ella came in. “Thank you for meeting with me on such short notice.” Padmavati greeted, of course—