Title: I do it for the Fruit, a Mandalorian Wars Journal Author: SoA Timeframe: Mandalorian Wars (3965-3963 BBY) Characters: Kionee Rinnh, Veea Tewa, and a host of other OCs Genre: Adventure Summary: Kionee Rinnh, a young produce freighter pilot, travels to all corners of the galaxy buying, selling, and shipping fruits and vegetables for her father's company, but when she finds herself caught in the midst of a war zone, she cannot turn her back on the people in need. Notes: This is written for the 2012 Dear Diary Challenge. A while back, LaForzaViva was giving me a hard time about how, though she shows up as a major side character in my main epics and has a whole slew of short stories about her, I had no plans for Kionee Rinnh to have an epic story of her own. She just isn't an epic character. Then he pointed out that it is epic situations that pretty normal characters get caught up in that make them epic. It got me thinking, and so I decided to spend this year writing Kionee's story, about how she got involved in the early Mandalorian Wars by accident and really couldn't get herself back out again. For the purpose of this journal, I will be dating the entries using the [link=[url]http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Calendar]Galactic[/url] Standard Calendar[/link] in the format of day.month.year. As a dating system, BBY doesn't really make sense in context, so I found the nearest likely epoch defining event to call year 0: The Great Hyperspace War in year 5000 BBY. This year starts in 1034 AGHW (After Great Hyperspace War), which would be 3965 BBY by our usual fandom calender. The Mandalorians have been picking at systems in the outer rim for over a decade and the Republic has been ignoring them as a nuisance. Little do they know that Mandalore the Ultimate tires of the Republic's attitudes and plans to finally make his move against them. For those of you who have not yet met Kionee, I present to you the mandatory introductory entry before we start to have some fun. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 21.1.1034 Pierelos, Glee Anselm, Jalor Sector This journal belongs to Kionee Rinnh of the Javan-class freighter, the Viridian. If found, and the Viridian has already left the system, please forward it to: Gad Rinnh, CEO Rinnh Imports Galactic Headquarters Lavencroth-Wilder Tower, Level 346 Eastern Commerce District 47-32-99846-123 Coruscant If getting this all the way to Coruscant is too much trouble for you, just drop it at the closest Rinnh Imports sector office and they'll make sure dad gets it back to me. Or find any traders affiliated with Rinnh Imports, and have them forward it to the same address. Thanks! Well, now that that's over with, I can actually get down to what this journal is actually for: journaling. Veea, MT-412, and I are on Glee Anselm again. This is the end of our second day in Pierelos with the Nautolans, and then we're heading to Anselom, the Anselmi capital city before we take off at the end of the week. It's nice to be able to spent almost a full week on one planet, and Glee Anselm is a really nice place. The Nautolans and Anselmi are really nice to me and Veea, even if they don't treat each other very well. It's a shame that two amazing peoples like them can get along so poorly, just because they look differently and one likes the water while the other prefers dry ground. You'd think that because they split up the planet so nicely in the wet parts and dry parts that they'd compliment each other perfectly. I guess it's the sentients' curse to hate sharing what you have with anyone, even if you both were born on the same planet. I've had the Viridian for a little more than a year and a half now, which is kind of hard to believe. Even at seventeen, I'm pretty much the youngest pilot in all of the Rinnh Imports fleet. Some systems would argue that that's hardly legal to let someone my age work the freighter circuit, or work like this at all, but being the founder's daughter, it's different for me. Cash, Roshind, and Everel have all had their own ships and doing the rounds since I was nine or ten, so I couldn't wait to have a ship of my own, flying all over the galaxy, just like them. Granted, I was Roshind's co-pilot for a couple of years, and traveled around with Dad before that, but that's not the same as the freedom you have of setting your own course, making your own way. Besides, Dad only let me have the Viridian if I promised to keep up my studies and sent MT-412 along with me. MT sure takes his job seriously, and I get lessons and homework every time we're in hyperspace. He wouldn't let me go off on my own without a partner either, so he hired Veea Tewa as my co-pilot and business partner. She's much more of a salesperson than a pilot, so it works out great with the both of us. Roshind tells me that the screening process Dad went through to pick her out of all his existing employees was the most intense set of interviews he's ever done, and I'd believe it. Veea is a sharp Rodian and she looks after me almost as well as she looks after our cargo and earnings. So, I get to have a job, adventures, and still stay in school to keep the Republic Board of Education happy. And that keeps me happy. The best part about my job, my life, is all of the traveling. I guess that might be obvious, being a freighter pilot and all. The people I meet and the things I get to see are amazing. I can't believe that there are so many people in this galaxy content just to stay where they are and not itch to see more of what is out there. I've probably visited hundreds of systems in the last couple of years alone, since I got the Viridian, and I'm always getting assignments to new places. Dad knows I like that, so he hasn't stuck me with a regular circuit yet like most of the rest of his pilots. Though there are sectors of the galaxy that Rinnh Imports deals in that Dad has been keeping me out of. He never told me himself, but Veea noticed it a couple of months ago. He's keeping us far away from any of the zones the Mandalorians have been fighting their skirmishes in. All three of my older siblings too. Rinnh deals with both Republic and non-Republic systems alike, but I haven't gotten any non-Republic assignments in months. I can't blame Dad for being nervous though. The Viridian doesn't have much of a weapons system and we never know where the Mandalorians are going to strike next. At least Lorrd isn't off his list for me. I love Lorrd, and he's finally letting me go back there on our next drop. The way they crystallize their half-frozen juices there is amazing. It's like a cross between those fancy sparkling juices I always wind up drinking at Dad's parties instead of wine and fruit smoothies, only way better. Then there's all the amazing, exotic fruit and vegetables. Like, I can't believe that no one core-ward has ever heard of uiqqi before. It's this great little fruit that grows in bunches and looks like a shriveled nut or berry or something like that, but has the texture of a melon, and this mellow, sweet flavor, all in bite-sized nuggets. It's my new favorite fruit. It gets passed all around the outer rim of the galaxy, as it's a huge favorite among Nikto, and Nikto are really everywhere out here. I'm really surprised that it hasn't picked up farther in though. I keep telling Dad that his publicity folks should start pushing it on Coruscant. We'd make a lot of money if it takes off there too. And then there's that people wouldn't look at me like I'm crazy when I rave about how good it is. Not all the time, but in a lot of places, our major suppliers, and the newer minor suppliers, will usually treat us to nice meals of the produce they are trying to sell us. That is always delicious. Well, almost always anyway. The puree mush those Verpines served me last month was hard to get down with a straight face. It was some kind of local comfort food, I understand, but not even Veea ate it after a couple spoon-fulls. She likes to pretend that Rodians have more sensitive stomachs than humans do. That sounds like Veea right now, back with the port loader droids. She really is fast. I hope I learn to be as good a negotiator as she is some day. I should put this down and help her load up the new shipment.