...o very dangerous Jedi being held here, and he didn't want to make his presence known. He had made his mind up; he was going to fuck the senator.
Padme heard footsteps down the corridor, but they did not sound like the hobbled Geonosians, or the metallic battle droids. A tall shadow materialized on the wall in front of her, it looked to be a slim man- no, a child perhaps? Then she saw him- a small boy with long curly hair came walking towards her cell. He wore light blue pants and a vest, with dark blue sleeves, and he had a sinister look on his face. She now tried to straighten her back up to regain some sort of dignity. It was hard with dirt all over her legs and tears in her eyes. The boy didn't speak a word, but stopped in front of the barred doors. He looked to the side, picked up a sickle- like key, and slowly opened the gate. He did it silently, making Padme think that he was not supposed to be here.
"Well you look like a cute little boy." Padme said, she knew she needed to butter up to this kid," What brings you to my prison cell?"
The dark haired boy said nothing, closing the doors behind him. He took several steps towards the imprisoned senator, and stood a foot higher than her. Boba liked to be in control, he liked to dominate the weak.