Discussion in 'Non Star Wars Fan Fiction' started by Hazel, Jan 4, 2013.
Yeah, Max might be a bit Han Solo-ish, with Farmboy eyes. I'm glad you both liked him.
I LIKE this Max.
And I am really excited to see this new part of Claire's life . . . Excellent update. Again.
Thanks Mira! I think I'm going to have fun developing Max's character.
Oh, Max is going to be soooo much fun
Max certainly thinks so! You'll find out soon that there's a lot more to him than meets the eye.
Vienna, 22nd of March of 2013
As it turned out, traveling with Max wasn't so bad after all. After my I got passed my initial misgivings, I found out that he was actually... fun, although he could be very annoying.
So we made our way to Calais, hoping to get a transport there to England and after, to America. While we traveled, and when we found isolated places, Max took the opportunity to teach me how to use the sword. He even found a blacksmith to make one for me, though I paid for it. But I think the best part of the journey was that I got to ride a horse again. I hadn't done that since Marseille. I hadn't realized how much I missed it.
While we weren't training, we talked about our lives and he told me his story. Max had been born in 1167, in the north of France and quite near Calais, in fact. Like me (and all other immortals I have ever met), he was a foundling. From what he told me, he was found by a servant woman who worked for the local lord, Lord Henri du Champs, and ended up being adopted by him because the lord was getting old and had no sons. When he became old enough, he joined the Crusades. As he told me this, he tried to explain that it was something all the young noble young men of his country did and that he was too young too fully understand what he was getting into. He went because the others went; he believed because the others believed; he died because the others died.
Max had his fist death at the age of twenty-one, in the battlefield just outside of Jerusalem. He woke up to immortality surrounded by the bodies of his friends and he end up in the infidels' prison just like the other survivors. It was there that he met another immortal - an infidel in fact, named Azeem Ibn Adiz. They became friends and Azeem became Max's teacher. At this point, Max told me that Azeem taught him much more that the ways of immortality; he taught him to live and to think for himself. It was through Azeem that Max met Darius.
Over the course of his hundreds of years, Max traveled the known world. He bragged about having been everywhere, from the land of the rising sun in the far east to the jungles of Amazon forest. Traveling with Portuguese explorers in their caravels, he discovered his love for the sea. He told me that, no matter where he was, if he could see the sea, he never felt lost.
Max also explained to me some of the more practical aspects of being immortal. Things that Darius, being so idealistic, never thought to tell me about. Things like how to keep our immortality a secret and in whom should we trust. How to deal with the inevitable loss of the people we loved and how to keep it from tearing us apart. He explained that despite the fact that there are many who would cut off my head as soon as I let my guard down, there are also many who have the potential to be my friends for life and that I would learn the difference. Which, by the way, is harder than it looks. He finished by telling me that he had friendships lasting hundreds of years and that, even though sometimes he didn't encounter these friends for the extend of a human life, when they got together again, it was like not a single day had passed.
When I asked Max if he was still friends with Azeem, he told me he was, despite the fact that his mentor had already lost his head more than one hundred years before.
That saddened me and made me regret my decision to leave. Maybe I should have stayed with Darius and made sure he didn't lose his head. Darius was the last link I had with my family and I believed that if I lost him I would lose them forever.
Max assured me that I didn't need to worry; Darius was like the huge everlasting rock, he would always be there when I wanted to come home. I couldn't help but think that every rock eventually crumbles.
Great to find out more of Max's story He seems to have a no-nonsense approach, which I think will be a good mix with Claire's gentler nature, so that she can suffer joys and sorrows of being an immortal without it being overwhelming.
That sounds like some of my Army buddies. We can be separated for years, but I still remember them as they were the last time we met...and often when we are reunited they are just like I remembered them...just a little older and probably with a few more kids.
@Jade_eyes - Max is a good friend to have. But don't get carried away, this might not go where you want it to go... or will it? Remember, Claire was in a bad place when this diary started.
@Jedi_Lover - I think this is what happens with true friends.
LOL, thanks Hazel for the reminder My default is mush it appears One does hope, though, that Claire will have chances for sweet commonplace happinesses
Well, you might not find the kind of mush you especially like here, but that doesn't mean there won't be happiness in it, I'm not sure how or when it will happen, i don't have much of a plan for this diary but i do know the ending will be in a high note.
Max's backstory was wonderfully thought out. (Spin-off diary next year - maybe? ) I loved his tale - and the wisdom imparted to Claire. I do hope the last line about rocks crumbling wasn't too foreshadowing, although, being an Immortal, one is destined to see more harm than one would wish in life, I'd imagine.
Either way, I can't wait to see what awaits them in America.
@Mira_Jade - a spin-off diary? I never thought of that, but it might be a good idea. Well see, no promises.
Vienna, 29th of March of 2013
It took nearly four months for me and Max to arrive in America, but we were in no rush. As I said before, we stopped a lot, sometimes for training, others for sightseeing, or even to visit some of his friends. In fact, were barely out of Paris and already he was dragging me out of our path to visit the De Valincourts in their castle. It was worth it though; I still count this couple among my closest friends.
The Valincourts are fun. They met in 1698 and got married a few months later. They are STILL married to this day. Sure, they had a few falling outs, but they always get back together. ALWAYS! They are the main reason I (and many others) still believe in soul mates and true love. Max became friends with Robert because they both share a deep love for the sea. Robert used to be a pirate, in the good old days as he puts it. Angelina is Italian, like me, and a lover of fine music and the arts. I was surprised to find out that she already knew me from the circus and that, like Darius, she kept an eye on me from afar.
Another thing that surprised me about them was that, despite the Revolution and the war, the Valincourts still lived in such close proximity to Paris and still managed to keep their land, assets (they were and are very rich) and more importantly, their heads. Max told me that they were great benefactors of the families that lived in the area so, when the Revolution came, the people protected them. They’re the perfect example of that old saying – what goes around comes around.
We ended up staying with the Valincourts for a couple of weeks and it was there that Max started teaching me. Gina also taught me a few tricks on the side, the kind of tricks a woman could use on men who underestimate us. It was fun, and it certainly was the best way to kick-start our journey.
The next immortal we met was aboard ship to America. Max didn’t know this immortal, but we soon became acquainted. He was a doctor and called himself Benjamin Adams, although both Max and I had a hint that that wasn’t his real identity. Not that that was very important, immortals often change identities – it’s a necessity. He seemed to be easy going sort of guy and a good companion on a long trip. Benjamin told the craziest stories and we found ourselves seeking his company often. Even though we kept poking him to tell us his story, he never did.
Later, much later (quite recently, in fact, by immortal standards) I found out who Doctor Benjamin Adams really is. He’s the oldest one of all of us – Methos. This guy is over five thousand years-old. He witnessed events categorized in History books as Ancient.
Methos is the most pragmatic and cynical person I have ever met. In fact, it was him, in the guise of Benjamin Adams, who encouraged me to keep a gun at hand and to use it when I find myself in trouble. His words were ‘do you want to keep your honor or do you want to keep your head?’
The three of us disembarked in New York in November, 10th of 1805 and there Benjamin left us. Max and I stayed in New York for a while still. It was a big city, but very different from the ones we knew in Europe. I felt lost there and it took me a while to get used to it. Fortunately, Max chose to stay with me a while longer, even though he was itching to see the Wild West. You see, by then our relationship had evolved from the initial teacher-student status to something more intimate. Not that we were in love, but we did take a lot of pleasure from each other’s company. Max was my first lover has an immortal. I had had a fling with a young man in the circus, an apprentice lion tamer with straw-blond hair and green eyes. Our relationship was short-lived and it ended when he didn’t accompany us to Marseille. Smart guy. I wonder if he ever knew what happened to us.
Anyway, eventually Max talked me into traveling west with him. We went all the way to the Pacific and lingered there for a while. After that, he wanted to go south to, but I started feeling homesick and longing for the sights and sounds I had grown up with. We didn’t compromise and ended up parting ways.
It was good while it lasted and after five years of living together we parted as friends.
Author's Note: Methos and the Valincourts are canon characters from the TV show.
I like the Valincourts. They sound wonderful and generous and compassionate. Hmmm. Claire and Max did develop into something, but not anything permanent. She's learning how to form deep, more or less fast attachments and then to disengage/detach without much heartache if it doesn't work out. I have to think this is something an immortal has to do to keep emotionally balanced. I look forward to her further adventures and new acquaintances.
Living 5000 years... I would have to have a much more exciting life than I have now to live that long and not go crazy.
@Jade_eyes - The Valincourts are great! They only showed up in one episode, but it's one of my favorites. If you'd like, I'll send you a YouTube link for the episode. As for Max and Claire, their story doesn't end here although it might be a while before he shows up again in the diary.
@Jedi_Lover - Methos has had the chance to do everything you can imagine. IMO he is on of the richest characters I ever came across.
A very nice update! I really, really liked the Valincourts - talk about true love there! And Methos too was a nice addition (I have definitely heard that name before in the fandom circles). I can't imagine *not* being cynical after living so long and seeing so many things. Claire's and Max's time together seemed short - but, like Jade said - I can only imagine how one would have to learn to attach fast and break away with no strings attached. I am glad for their friendship in that time, though, and I look forward to him showing up again in this diary sometime later.
@Mira_Jade - Thanks Mira! It was too soon for Claire to form that kind of lasting attachment with Max. She's too young for it. We'll be seeing the Valincoirts again very soon, as in the next entry.
Vienna, 5th of April of 2013
It took me far less time to return to Paris then it had for me to leave and I arrived at Darius’ doorstep in the spring of 1811. It was a relief to see my mentor was still there, preaching to all who would listen. This time I arrived in mid-service and sat in the back until it was over. After it was over, we talked for a while, catching up on how the years had been. I don’t really remember what we told each other that day, but I knew we parted with calmer hearts.
This time, I did not stay with Darius for any extended length of time. I had other plans. When, five years earlier, I had met the Valincourts, Gina and I had discussed our common passion for music and she had told me that it was her biggest regret that, despite her love, she had no talent for it. At the time, I played a few tunes for her (stuff I had learned while still at the circus) and she had complemented me on them. She asked me if I intended to study on and offered to help me out, but at the time I was not ready or willing to do so. She understood it was the wrong time for me and did not push. Immortals run on a different time than mortals, we can afford to wait.
Well, I was ready. I had been dreaming of it since attending a concert with Max in Atlanta. It was one (probably the main) reason that had led me to return to Europe. So, I went back to Valincourt Castle, hoping Gina would help me, and she did.
Once again, the Valincourts received me with open arms. They pretty much adopted me into the family. They told everyone I was their niece, coming to stay with them to study music.
This was what happened – I stayed with them for three years, far longer that I had expected. As it turned out, becoming a proficient musician is a lot harder than I had anticipated. It takes a great deal of training and unwavering dedication. When I began, I thought I had a good basis to start from. I had learned a few things with other performers in the circus and, since then, I had taught myself a great many things, but as it turned out, that previous knowledge hindered me more than helped. I had many vices and was very undisciplined. Before I started learning, I had to unlearn all that I thought I knew.
Many times, I wanted to give up, but my love for music was always stronger that my frustration so I carried on.
I’ll never forget my first solo concert. It was Christmas, 1814, in one of the medium sized theaters in Paris. The Valincourts sponsored it, naturally. They invited the crème de la crème of Paris, which included many members of distinguished families, renowned maestros and musicians and even some members of the new court. You see, by then Napoleon had been overthrown and exiled to island of Elba and a throne had been returned to Louis XVI’s brother.
Is it vanity to say that my first concert went swimmingly? Maybe, but it did. It was fabulous. People came to congratulate me and invite me to their houses. I was back in the spotlight and loving it.
It didn’t take long for my name to be mentioned and recognized. I think my albinic appearance helped me there. It made it easy for people to refer to me without confusion.
Soon after, I traveled to Vienna. I was thrilled to be invited there by a local noble man. Vienna was considered the city of musicians, so to be invited, even if it was only for a small vernissage, was a great honor.
Wonderful times were those...
Wonderful I am so happy Claire has found a vocation and friends to enjoy. on having musical talent. And what a great time to be in Paris.
I hated taking music lessons. I was terrible at it. She's right, it takes a lot of time and dedication, but I guess she has all the time in the world.
Surprisingly my sons have been playing in the school band for years. They must get that from their dad. It is not from me.
Aww! I am so glad that Claire found a 'niche' with her talent. It was so nice to see her growing with her art like that. And, again, the Valincourts were awesome. 'nuff said.
In the beginning of this diary we found out Claire is a musician and that she had fallen in love with music very early on, but we still hadn't see how she became a musician. This was how she started.
In the next entry we'll met a new character who is the star of the TV show - Duncan MacLoud of the Clan MacLoud.
do you want to keep your honor or do you want to keep your head
That's an awesome line!
I love Claire and Max Hopefully as she grows, they'll be room for a lasting relationship
I'm glad she's found her passion! And I really enjoyed Gina. Can't wait to see Duncan!