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A-Windsor Registered: Apr '03	Date Posted: 4/22/03 7:47pm Subject: Future's Hope, A post NJO AU, A/T and J/TK , plus their kids - Date Edited: 5/29/03 5:20pm (2 edits total) Edited By: A-Windsor
	This is an AU. Anakin and Tahiri were captured at the end of SbS and Han, Mara and Wedge are killed during the Fall of Courascant. Anakin and Tahiri returned a year later, they were married at the age of 19 and 17. 3 months after A/T are married, Leia and Borsk Fey'lya are killed when Nom anor assasinated the Senate at Mon Calamari.Jaina is killed as well. At the age of 20 and 18, A/T have their first child, Allia. 5 months after her birth, Luke sacirfices himself to save Allia, and A/T take Ben( 3 at the time) on as a son. 14 years have passed since then and A/T have a second child, Aidan (9), and Jacen and Tenel Ka are married and have two girls, Arianna (7) and Ghanima (3). The next generation of the Skywalker/Solo clan are now preparing themselves to become Jedi Knights. Arianna Solo giggled as her cousin Allia stuck her in a gentle, but firm, headlock. Allia’s brother Aidan barely looked up from his datapad, only long enough to shake his head and smile. “Say it, Ari, say it!” Allia demanded, a grin on her face that reached up to her ice blue eyes. “No!” the redheaded seven-year-old cried, squirming in her cousin’s arms. Allia, twice Arianna’s age, easily held the girl and glanced at her brother. “Just say it, Arianna,” Aidan sighed, closing his datapad and running a hand through his short light brown hair. “Say it so she can let go of you and we can go eat dinner.” “Mercy! I plead mercy!” Arianna squealed. Allia smiled a satisfied smile and let go of her little cousin, unfolding her lanky legs and standing as Arianna rose as well. “Someday, perhaps you will be able to get out of my headlock.” “Someday, perhaps I will call my bodyguards in on you,” the Hapan heiress returned, brushing herself off. Allia snorted, hitting the button for the door of her bedroom to open. The three cousins entered the dining room of Allia and Aidan’s Coruscant home they shared with their mother and father. Seated at one end of the table was Anakin Solo, Allia and Aidan’s father. Allia looked just like her daddy, and was ever the daddy’s girl. She took her usual seat to his left, glancing across to see her Uncle Jacen sitting to her father’s right. Aidan took his seat to Jacen’s right, with Aunt Tenel Ka on his right. Arianna slipped in next to Allia. Ghanima, Arianna’s little sister, sat in her hover highchair next to Arianna and Allia’s mother, Tahiri Veila Solo was at the other end of the table, already starting to pass the main course around the table. “How was your training today, Allia?” Anakin asked. “Good,” Allia answered, “Master Josilin says my lessons are coming along well, if only I could stop thinking like a diplomat and start thinking like a Jedi.” “That’s your grandmother in you,” Anakin laughed. “It isn’t necessarily a bad thing. Don’t lose it completely.” “I’ll be sure not to,” Allia grinned, digging in to her meal as everyone else went on about their meals. Allia Solo was fourteen years old, a Padawan of one of the most respected masters at the Jedi Temple on rebuilt Coruscant, and the daughter of the most powerful Jedi ever. Still, she had to put up with the same stresses every other teenage student in the galaxy had to put up with. “Padawan Assessments!” Allia groaned, slumping farther into her seat and glancing across the table in the food court at her master. “Yes, Allia,” Master Josilin Irumba smiled at her Padawan, “You’ll do fine, not to worry. You knew it was that time of year.” “Yeah, but that doesn’t mean I remembered!” Allia cried. “I hate those things.” “A Jedi knows no hatred,” the Jedi Master smirked, watching her Padawan’s face cloud with annoyance then regain Jedi calm. “Someday, I might fail that test,” Allia grumbled, sitting up in her chair and pulling her long, dark hair off of her neck and into a functional braid. “The assessments? Or the Jedi calm one?” “Both,” she smiled easily. “Nonsense, Allia, you’re a natural at composing yourself. You have a great sabaac face.” “I play a mean game, too,” she laughed. “Solo,” Josilin muttered, cursing, as she often did, the genes that made her Padawan somewhat uncontrollable. “We’ll make a Jedi out of you yet.” “If I get good assessment ratings. Otherwise my mom and dad’ll flip out. Aneurysm time. I’ve got Solo-Skywalker blood, I’m supposed to be good at this stuff.” “You’re not supposed to be anything but yourself, Allia,” the older female human assured the teen, running an idle finger over her tribal markings along the side of her eye, red tattoos of indistinguishable shape. “Ha! You are rather humorous, Master. If this Jedi thing fails, maybe you should become a stand up comedian in the lower level bars.” Josilin rolled her sea green eyes. “I think I’m going to go study and prepare. You know how to reach me when you need me.” “Aidan! Where are you, Aidan? Dany! I need some help,” Allia called, entering her Jedi Temple apartment and let the door slide closed behind her. She knew both of her parents were out, her mother teaching and her father updating the council on his latest mission. Allia hoped Aidan was home, but he could very well be out with their father’s cousin, the seventeen year old boy raised as their older brother, Ben Skywalker. “In here, Allia,” her brother answered her softly, using the Force to amplify his voice instead of yelling, from where he sat cross-legged on the ground in the living room. “What’s up?” “I need your help. I need you to spar with me,” she told him, immediately relaxing in Aidan’s calming presence. “Padawan assessments,” Aidan smiled, watching her strip down to her simple white under-tunic and black pants from her usual Jedi robes. “Okay, sis. Let’s go.” He stood, shrugged off his Jedi cloak and drew his saber. The young boy, only nine years old, waved a hand and a space was created in the center of the room. His older sister thumbed her rose lightsaber to life as his platinum blade leapt from his hand. “Don’t go easy on me, Aidan,” she warned him, relaxing her shoulders and dropping to a battle ready stance. “And risk you not being good enough to take on whatever you must? I wouldn’t dream of it.” Their sabers crossed, the crackle of the electricity filling the entire room. Allia twisted her arms down, crossing it across her body and then pulling Aidan’s blade off of hers. Aidan retaliated, attacking her weak side so she had to jump back to regain her edge. Annoyed, Allia cut up, knocking Aidan’s blade away from hers slashing at his blind spot. He was a bit surprised by this move and slipped away with the blade nearly singeing a flap of his robes. They continued on like this for a good while, neither clearly getting an upper hand. Then Aidan roundhouse kicked her legs out from under her and Allia hit the ground. Aidan pounced, placing his foot on her chest, with just enough pressure to keep her down, and disengaged his saber. “I win again. Next time, Al, don’t just watch the saber,” he grinned. She deactivated her blade and stared up at him angrily, fighting to regain her Jedi calm. Throwing her lightsaber aside, she grabbed his foot and flipped him, using her greater body weight to hold him down. “Next time, Dany, don’t think a fight is over until the opponent gives in,” she quipped, her lips turning up in a self-pleased smirk. This became a knockdown, drag-out sibling wrestling match, sending the Jedi children rolling all over the living room floor. “Ahem,” Anakin coughed, as he entered the apartment with his wife and found his two children trying to knock the tar out of each other. Allia and Aidan froze, Aidan on top at this point, and turned to look at their parents. Blush of embarrassment reddened both siblings’ cheeks as they saw the wry Solo grin spread across their father’s face. “If it’s this bad with two, think about how much of a handful three will be,” Tahiri commented from her place behind her husband. “Three?” Allia questioned, turning to face her brother. “Did she say three?” Aidan nodded and they returned their astonished attention to their parents, their mouths gaping wide. “Yes, your mother and I have some news. Aidan, you’re going to be a big brother. Allia, you’re going to be a big sister, again.” In shock, Aidan’s arms gave out and he fell on top of Allia. “Oof, not another one,” Allia groaned, pushing her brother off. “Hopefully this one will be a little lighter.” “For the first nine years,” Anakin laughed. Hey! Thanks for stopping by! Leave a note and tell me what you think. -----signature----- "Hey, the universe is the one with the problem. It's just the Solos' job to fix it." ~Jaina Solo, Force Heretic III: Reunion H/L shipper "Han Solo... what a man!"- CoPL. Oh, Threepio... why must you be so oblivious?
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forceaddict Registered: Sep '02	Date Posted: 4/22/03 8:13pm Subject: RE: Future's Hope, A post NJO AU
	interesting idea, i like a/t stuff, it's a shame u killed off luke, han, leia though, i'll stick with this story -----signature----- Do or do not there is no try~ Master Yoda "I'd as soon as kiss a wookie" ~ Leia Member FADA
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A-Windsor Registered: Apr '03	Date Posted: 4/23/03 11:27am Subject: RE: Future's Hope, A post NJO AU - Date Edited: 4/24/03 6:45pm (1 edits total) Edited By: A-Windsor
	Author's Note: Okay, so I didn't personally kill all of our favorite characters off, Jek_Windu did cuz this was his idea and he wrote the back story. So kill him not me! Allia, Master Josilin, and little Princess Arianna walked through the upper level streets of Coruscant at a leisurely pace, the Master/Padawan duo on full alert since they were without Allia’s royal cousin’s guards. Arianna, as the heir to the entire Hapes Consortium, was subject to frequent assassination attempts, though when she was on Coruscant they were farther between than when she was in the Hapes systems. The Padawan Assessments were that day, so young Allia’s mind was hard to keep in check. Blissfully unaware of the danger she and her sister perpetually lived in, Arianna merrily skipped down the street, holding tight to her beloved older cousin’s hand. “Watch your left side, Allia,” Master Josilin warned in a soft whisper, inaudible to little Arianna’s ears. “It’s not directed malice, Master, just general. I do not suspect an assassin.” Josilin Irumba smiled in admiration of her Padawan’s astuteness. “And Hapans wouldn’t use scum such as them. It would be a bad political move if it got out.” Irumba’s face fell a little. “Everything’s political to you, my Padawan,” she sighed. “Perhaps all Jedi should think a little more politically, Master. Anti-Jedi sentiment in the Senate was best kept in check when my grandmother was a representation of the Jedi to them. We are too aloof from politics. People fear us, Master.” “Oh, Allia. A Jedi does not get involved in politics. Our business is only galactic defense of peace,” Josilin tried to explain, no longer whispering. “What about defense of self, Master? What harm can come from a Jedi representative in the Senate?” “If it were such a good idea, Allia, then your parents and uncle would’ve already seen to it.” “They don’t think that way,” Allia argued, keeping the calm, persuading tone of a diplomat. “There hasn’t been a Jedi who’s thought like that since my grandmother was killed.” “Do you honestly think this is a good idea, Allia, or are you just striving to be like your grandmother? Your father fills your head with tales of how similar to your grandmother you are and you take them much too seriously. One thing separates you from the Princess, Allia. You are to be a Jedi Knight. Leia Organa Solo never completed her training. She was never really a Jedi.” Allia became sullenly quiet, a fact discernable only by her master through her broadcasting emotions. Her face remained a mask, a happy smile that mirrored Arianna’s to an untrained eye. All she offered in response was: “Yes, Master.” Josilin wondered what she was going to do with her strange, powerful, if however reluctant, Padawan. The call came as Allia was dressing in full formal robes for her Padawan Assessments. “Allia, we’ve been called to the Senate. Meet me at my apartment in twenty standard minutes. Formal Jedi robes.” That was all that the almost cryptic message from Master Irumba consisted of. Still, it got her out of the Padawan Assessments for now at least and got her into her favorite place on all of Coruscant, the Senate chambers. She whooped for joy, finished adjusting her formal wear, braided her long, brown hair and twisted it into a bun, then ran out of her room. “Why are you so happy?” Tahiri, home on a lunch break, asked her teenaged daughter. “Shouldn’t you be heading off to Assessments? Aren’t most Padawans doing last minute cramming right now?” “Not me,” Allia beamed, planting a quick kiss on her mother’s cheek and patting her mother’s stomach, where her newest sibling was growing. “I’m going to the Senate.” Tahiri’s brow furrowed. All her Allia ever talked about was the Senate, a habit Anakin had been quick to feed with his incessant stories of his mother’s grand deeds in the early days of the New Republic. Why was she going to the Senate instead of Padawan Assessments like the rest? “Don’t worry, Mom,” Allia grinned, hitting that sloppy Solo grin dead-on. Her eyes, so reminiscent of her father’s, danced brightly with excitement. “I’m not skipping. Master Josilin told me we’ve been called to the Senate.” “Why?” “I don’t know,” Allia shrugged. “A Padawan shouldn’t question her master’s orders, now should she? Master calls, Padawan obeys.” Another quick kiss and Allia was off. -----signature----- "Hey, the universe is the one with the problem. It's just the Solos' job to fix it." ~Jaina Solo, Force Heretic III: Reunion H/L shipper "Han Solo... what a man!"- CoPL. Oh, Threepio... why must you be so oblivious?
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forceaddict Registered: Sep '02	Date Posted: 4/23/03 11:37am Subject: RE: Future's Hope, A post NJO AU
	great post i wasn't mad at u, that u killed off all the good charectors, i was just shocked that a story starts off and the big three are gone, i like this idea -----signature----- Do or do not there is no try~ Master Yoda "I'd as soon as kiss a wookie" ~ Leia Member FADA
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A-Windsor Registered: Apr '03	Date Posted: 4/23/03 8:28pm Subject: RE: Future's Hope, A post NJO AU
	Here's a bit more. Anakin was surprised to find his brother waiting for him as he stepped into his tiny office in the Jedi temple. “What’s wrong?” Anakin asked, his first instinct to assume something had happened. “Nothing,” Jacen laughed, looking at his brother’s look of worry. “I’ve just come to discuss a Council decision with you.” Anakin sighed. “Don’t do that to me.” “Do what? You’re the one that got yourself worked up, Little Brother.” “Yes, well, with our past, a relative waiting with news is usually the harbinger of bad tidings.” “If you read me with the Force first, you would have known,” Jacen admonished. “What about that Council decision?” Anakin changed the subject. “We’ve decided to have a Jedi envoy in the Senate. Someone to relate the views of the Council and report to us about the Senate’s workings.” Anakin snorted. “You’ve all been listening to Allia too much.” “No, Allia has a valid point that Tenel actually submitted to the Council a few weeks ago. It has been rather hush-hush up until now. We voted in favor of it this morning.” “Who’s the poor Jedi who will have to sit through all of the Senate meetings?” Anakin chuckled, taking a seat on one of the couches that was crammed against one wall and motioning for his brother to take a seat. “Actually, the Council has requested that Allia do it.” Anakin snickered. “Really, Jacen. Who is it?” “Anakin,” Jacen laughed, “I’m dead serious. A Padawan is the only Jedi with enough time to conceivably pull this off. Knights are either teaching or off on missions. Allia is the only Padawan who shows the control, talent, or desire to do it. She’s the obvious choice.” “And last time I checked she was only fourteen. I’m not sure I want her dealing with political back stabbing.” “Anakin, you know she’s just like Mom. Mom was an Imperial Senator when she was eighteen. Allia can handle being an envoy in this Senate. It is much less brutal.” “I don’t know, Jacen.” “Well, ultimately it isn’t your choice. With the mandate of the Council and the approval of her master, it the decision is Allia’s.” “Josilin doesn’t like Allia dealing with anything political. It distracts her.” “I know, but we’ve already spoken with her, and she agreed, as long as we explain to Allia that her first and foremost role is as a Jedi Padawan.” “When do you tell her?” Anakin exhaled. “Josilin is telling her now as they attend their first meeting.” “Great heads up, Jasa,” Anakin said, packing up some datacards from his desk. “The Council just sits up there and thinks that it can dictate lives. Shouldn’t my daughter be learning the Force, not listening to politicians ramble on and stab each other in the back.” “Anakin, do not bring your issues with the Council into this,” Jacen warned. “When’s the last time any Council member went on a mission? Did some fieldwork, some hands on action? You sit up there in the temple and make decisions based on theories and what you think you know about the Force.” “What do you suggest? Running off and settling every dispute with a lightsaber? Please tell me you have matured more than that.” Anakin sighed, returning back to their original topic of discussion. “I just wish I would have had more notice.” The tension between them melted, their old argument saving itself for a later time. “Sorry, but it was just decided this morning, and we couldn’t have anyone swaying Allia’s decision. She has to act as the Force tells her, not as her father does.” “Don’t tell her that, please,” Anakin laughed. “It’s hard enough raising a teenage girl. You get to do it twice.” “Oh, don’t remind me,” Jacen groaned, exiting the office with his brother. The roar and life of the Grand Senate Chamber was a feeling Allia Solo reveled in. Despite noise dampers and calls for order, there was always a din of delegates speaking to each other and shouting their opinions to the masses. “Order! Order!” Sbi Khamisi, the current Chief of State, called, his bass voice echoing through the chamber with the assistance of the infinite speakers. Khamisi was a male Bothan, raised away from the internal politics of the Bothan people among a human family on Agamar. Allia had met him before at political functions and respected him. He was raised to be a farmer, she a Jedi, yet both of their hearts flocked to the pull of politics. Now she and her master sat behind him on the dais as he stood at the podium, preparing to announce what Allia herself had just learned. Her! In the Senate! With an official title and everything. “Often we have questioned what our Jedi colleagues think about a situation but have no way of knowing. Now, we have a solution. I am pleased to introduce to you, Envoy Allia Solo, our link to the Jedi Council.” As Allia stood, some of the polite cheers gave way to cries of objection. “She’s just a child!” “Too young!” “Order! Envoy Solo is young by human standards, yes, and is still a trainee, but the Council assures me she is the best for the job.” Khamisi cut off the sound coming from the senators, leaving only his voice. He glanced at her out of the corner of his eye. “I am sure she is the best for the job.” Allia beamed and nodded in thanks to him. She was too caught up in the elation and adrenaline of standing in the middle of it all to feel her master’s worry behind her. -----signature----- "Hey, the universe is the one with the problem. It's just the Solos' job to fix it." ~Jaina Solo, Force Heretic III: Reunion H/L shipper "Han Solo... what a man!"- CoPL. Oh, Threepio... why must you be so oblivious?
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forceaddict Registered: Sep '02	Date Posted: 4/23/03 9:49pm Subject: RE: Future's Hope, A post NJO AU
	great post, so little solo is an envoy to the senate, that should be interesting -----signature----- Do or do not there is no try~ Master Yoda "I'd as soon as kiss a wookie" ~ Leia Member FADA
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Jek_Windu Registered: Jan '03	Date Posted: 4/27/03 11:07am Subject: RE: Future's Hope, A post NJO AU
	Great fic!! I've submitted this to the A/T index by the way, Anakin Solo and Tahiri fic index. Anyway, POST MORE SOON -----signature----- Tryanids: You don't have enough bullets! Imperial Guard: YES WE DO! R.I.P. Trini
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jacen200015 Registered: Jan '02	Date Posted: 5/1/03 4:12am Subject: RE: Future's Hope, A post NJO AU, A/T and J/TK , plus their kids
	Where's the back story? lurk mode. -----signature----- If I review then PM me when you update. thanks so much. Send me your completed 'the saga' stories! Check out my new story Descent Into Darkness Don't quote me the odds. I shall do as I must. Do or do not, there is no try.
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A-Windsor Registered: Apr '03	Date Posted: 5/1/03 10:46am Subject: RE: Future's Hope, A post NJO AU, A/T and J/TK , plus their kids
	The back story is not quite completed. Jek_Windu wrote it, so talk to him! -----signature----- "Hey, the universe is the one with the problem. It's just the Solos' job to fix it." ~Jaina Solo, Force Heretic III: Reunion H/L shipper "Han Solo... what a man!"- CoPL. Oh, Threepio... why must you be so oblivious?
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A-Windsor Registered: Apr '03	Date Posted: 5/4/03 6:58pm Subject: RE: Future's Hope, A post NJO AU, A/T and J/TK , plus their kids
	“Allia! Jacen is here for you,” Ben Skywalker called as he opened the door for his cousin. Anakin and Tahiri had raised Ben Skywalker after his father died when he was three. The spitting image of his late father, he was now Anakin’s apprentice. “Hey, Uncle,” Allia laughed, coming to the door and hugging Jacen, then showing him in. Ben returned to the kitchen to help Tahiri and Anakin clean up after dinner. “How are you, Envoy Solo?” Jacen grinned. “Wonderful, Uncle Jacen!” Allia smiled from ear to ear. “I just want to say thank you so much for everything you did.” “Come over and thank your aunt sometime. She did more than I did,” Jacen told her, pulling some datacards out of his robe pocket. “Here, I’ve brought these from the Council for you to review.” His niece took them and set them down on the side table as her mother interrupted their conversation. “Jacen Solo, I need to talk to you!” “Ooh, you are in trouble,” Allia warned, glancing toward the kitchen. “I haven’t heard that tone of voice since Ben came in after curfew.” “Ben? Really? What happened?” “He wasn’t allowed out of Dad’s sight for three weeks.” “Ouch. What do you think my punishment will be?” “No clue,” Allia shrugged, slipping off to talk to her brother. “But it won’t be pretty.” “Great,” Jacen murmured, trudging towards the kitchen. As he entered the kitchen, Jacen smiled, “Good evening, Tahiri.” His sister-in-law’s look was venomous in return. “Were you planning on telling me about this whole Senate thing, Jacen?” Jacen cringed and behind her Anakin smirked and mouthed, “Busted.” “It was just decided this morning. I thought I would let your husband tell you since he has more ways of making you less angry,” Jacen explained with a twinkle in his eye. Tahiri slapped him, a move that surprised all present and had Ben snorting as he walked out of the room to tell Allia. “Next time you make decisions about my only daughter’s life, I suggest you consult with me first.” Anakin snickered. “Oh, Jace, she’s worse than getting in trouble with Mom.” “But not quite as bad as getting in trouble with Winter,” Jacen responded while rubbing his injured face. The pain eventually wore off, though the mark on his face and his pride remained. “Are you gonna tell him?” Aidan questioned as the three minors of the household entered the kitchen. “Tell me what?” Jacen inquired, forgetting his wounded ego momentarily. Tahiri shushed Aidan with a look and her young son looked down apologetically. Ben and Allia gave each other sidelong glances and grinned. “Oh, it’s nothing,” Anakin tried to brush it off, but he was smiling like a mad man so Jacen knew it was good news. “We’re gonna have a baby brother!” Allia announced, looking anxiously at her mom. “Allia!” Tahiri objected and tried to swat her daughter. Allia giggled and ducked, running away from her mom. Aidan helped to corner her and Ben grabbed her by her waist, restraining her. “Here Tahiri, beat her up,” Ben grinned, “Get her back for spilling the beans.” The mother laughed, tickling the daughter mercilessly. “That’s great, Little Brother,” Jacen smiled, embracing his brother. “Yeah, I thought so too,” Anakin grinned like a Solo. “Hopefully this new little one will take more after his brother and I than his mom and sister when it comes to keeping his mouth shut.” -----signature----- "Hey, the universe is the one with the problem. It's just the Solos' job to fix it." ~Jaina Solo, Force Heretic III: Reunion H/L shipper "Han Solo... what a man!"- CoPL. Oh, Threepio... why must you be so oblivious?
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forceaddict Registered: Sep '02	Date Posted: 5/4/03 7:07pm Subject: RE: Future's Hope, A post NJO AU, A/T and J/TK , plus their kids
	great work, the solo's are so funny, don't anger tahiri, she can get very mad -----signature----- Do or do not there is no try~ Master Yoda "I'd as soon as kiss a wookie" ~ Leia Member FADA
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A-Windsor Registered: Apr '03	Date Posted: 5/20/03 6:53pm Subject: RE: Future's Hope, A post NJO AU, A/T and J/TK , plus their kids
	When Josilin Irumba went to retrieve her Padawan in the morning, Aidan informed her that she was not there. The Jedi Master knew exactly where to find Allia, too. Upon arriving at the Horn residence, Josilin was greeted by Winter, the nanny of Valin and Sannah Horn’s infant son and the woman who had raised two generations of Solo children, including her own Padawan. “Master Irumba,” the white haired woman, who was getting up in her years, grinned to the younger woman. “I assume you are here for Allia.” Josilin nodded cordially, stepping into the home. Allia sat in the living room, on one of the wide, white chairs, and cradled three-month-old Kieran Horn in her lap. She grinned as she saw her master enter, letting the platinum spheres that spun in a Force-guided circle around her drop. Irumba’s Padawan had such talent in the Force, a telekinetic ability that came so easily that it reminded Josilin of the stories of her great-grandfather’s abilities. She was no Chosen One, granted, but she outweighed even her brother in telekinesis. The way she threw her talent around, though, worried the Jedi Master. “Master, I thought you would come for me. Sorry I wasn’t waiting where I was supposed to be. I just had to come see Winter and little Kieran,” Allia apologized. “She had some news to give us,” Winter smiled. Josilin sent an inquiring look in Allia’s direction. Was she keeping something from her? Noticing the interaction between master and student, Winter spoke up. “Am I saying too much?” “No,” Allia grinned, “Of course not. Padawans don’t keep secrets from their masters.” Rather wayward and sometimes unwilling, Allia was still, above all else, a very loyal Padawan. “So what news is this that has everyone so excited?” Allia beamed. “My mom’s having another baby. Another little boy.” “That’s wonderful,” Josilin said, and meant it. “Now I think it would be best if we went and did some meditation and training.” “I’m almost afraid to ask, but what about my Assessments?” Allia asked, handing Kieran off to Winter, kissing her former nanny’s cheek, and walking with her master out of the apartments. “You’ll be exempt, not too worry,” Irumba sighed. “Oh.” Allia quickly hid her excitement, the flash only perceptible to someone who knew her as well as her master did. “You may rejoice, Allia. No Padawan likes the Assessments.” Allia smiled from ear to ear momentarily, then regained her seriousness. “We have much work to do before my next Senate meeting.” “Yes,” Josilin agreed. They walked down the halls of the Temple in stride, nodding in acknowledgement to other Jedi they saw in the hall. “Where do we start?” “Your cousins. Guard duty for a visit near Temple grounds. I want you to work on expanding your senses. It will come in handy in Senate meetings.” “Yes, Master.” -----signature----- "Hey, the universe is the one with the problem. It's just the Solos' job to fix it." ~Jaina Solo, Force Heretic III: Reunion H/L shipper "Han Solo... what a man!"- CoPL. Oh, Threepio... why must you be so oblivious?
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A-Windsor Registered: Apr '03	Date Posted: 5/29/03 1:25pm Subject: RE: Future's Hope, A post NJO AU, A/T and J/TK , plus their kids
	UP -----signature----- "Hey, the universe is the one with the problem. It's just the Solos' job to fix it." ~Jaina Solo, Force Heretic III: Reunion H/L shipper "Han Solo... what a man!"- CoPL. Oh, Threepio... why must you be so oblivious?
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JainaJag00 Registered: Aug '02	Date Posted: 5/29/03 2:27pm Subject: RE: Future's Hope, A post NJO AU, A/T and J/TK , plus their kids
	this looks great! the kids r really kewl. i like the fact that ones into politics like her grandma & great-grandma. continue on down the line i guess... and her brother seems to have great fighting ability. i look fwd to reading more. i got a question tho: what happened to jaina? r u gonna at least mention her or her kids/husband if she has one? and if she has one- jag please! even if theyre not main characters i was wondering where they went! -JJ00 -----signature----- Jag and Jaina forever!!!!!! Look in my bio for links to my stories/viggies! http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=10145097 A Niruaun Night- J/J Coming sometime in the future: The Final Force: Lost and Solo by JJ00 and TBF!
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A-Windsor Registered: Apr '03	Date Posted: 5/29/03 2:40pm Subject: RE: Future's Hope, A post NJO AU, A/T and J/TK , plus their kids
	Jaina, very unfortunately, was killed. I am not sure how or if Jag is alive, I'll have to check with Jek_Windu. Kill him if you are upset, he wrote the backstory. -----signature----- "Hey, the universe is the one with the problem. It's just the Solos' job to fix it." ~Jaina Solo, Force Heretic III: Reunion H/L shipper "Han Solo... what a man!"- CoPL. Oh, Threepio... why must you be so oblivious?
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JainaJag00 Registered: Aug '02	Date Posted: 5/29/03 3:00pm Subject: RE: Future's Hope, A post NJO AU, A/T and J/TK , plus their kids
	where did it say that? -----signature----- Jag and Jaina forever!!!!!! Look in my bio for links to my stories/viggies! http://boards.theforce.net/message.asp?topic=10145097 A Niruaun Night- J/J Coming sometime in the future: The Final Force: Lost and Solo by JJ00 and TBF!
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