Beyond - Legends My Name is Leia Alderaania - DDC'09 - Entry #8, May 23rd

Title: My Name is Leia Alderaania
Author: Golden_Jedi
Timeframe: Beyond the Saga, starting about 51ABY
Characters: OCs Aldry (aka Leia Alderaania) and her family, plus guest appearances by several canon characters
Genre: light drama, dark comedy, I don?t know. Slightly AU. Well, not that slightly but it doesn?t matter.
Summary: Aldry?s ramblings about life, the Universe, and everything. Written for the Dear Diary Challenge 2009.

Author Note: Leia Alderaania (aka Aldry) is a character I came up with for a challenge I decided to take when I was a very new newbie still back in ?05. Since then she reappeared in another two vigs and the three of them can be found [link=http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/26000277]here[/link]. This story is also a loose follow up to the events in my first multichapter story [link=http://boards.theforce.net/beyond_the_saga/b10477/21236437]The Blood of a Jedi[/link] but you won?t need to read any of those to understand what?s going on, Aldry?s writing is a bit chaotic but she makes her point clear when she needs to . Since I wrote The Blood... so long ago, this story will be a bit AU regarding some recent developements of the EU, which means, basically, no Dark Jacen.


My Name is Leia Alderaania


Entry 1

He?s gone.

It?s so hard to believe, but he is.

Somehow, it still took me by surprise, even if I was blessed with the chance of saying goodbye. Of saying thank you.

It was less than two years ago that he fell ill and I realized it was the beginning of the end. But as always, I?m telling the story backwards. What can you expect? My husband, Dareel, is the storyteller and the poet; I?m just the techy girl.

So, let?s do this again from the top.

His name was Han Solo and depending on who you ask they?ll tell you he was an opportunistic spice smuggler, a retired General from the New Republic, the most successful con artist ever, a hero, the father of three of the most renowned Jedi of the Galaxy or just a crazy pilot with an undeserved share of the legendary Corellian luck. Princess Leia Organa?s husband ? or bedroom gadget as I heard him being called once, that pesky viewpoint again.

To me, he was the owner of the most extraordinary ship I?ve ever had the pleasure of getting my hands on. The man who gave me a one-in-a-million chance. And even if he was old enough to be my father, he was my friend too.

I?m not sure if he considered me a friend. I hope so. He called me ?kid? even if I was a forty-something mother of four and our conversations never went much further than the comparative performances of the different brands of intake modulators or if adding a fourth processor to the Falcon?s navcomputer would break the balance between the other three or further stabilize them.

Still, I got the feeling that he really enjoyed those conversations and the silent time we spend working on his ship. I certainly did. Hey, I even won a bet against him once!

The fact is that Dareel and I went today to his memorial service here in Coruscant and now it?s 3 in the morning and I can?t sleep and I?ve been attacked by this unnatural ? for me ?urge to write.

He says ? Dareel, not Han ? that it?s sometimes easier to trust the most intimate thoughts to a datapad than to another being, that that was the way it started, for him, when his first wife died.

I don?t know.

Maybe I just need to get ridden of the words that got stuck in my throat this afternoon.

I?ll miss you, Han Solo. Clear skies.

There, they?re out.

I better go back to bed now or Dareel will notice.

 

oh YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I love this character, and can't wait to see where you go with this!!

*Big old Happy Grin*

 

Hooray! Please put me on the PM list for this one!

 

This is an intruiging premise. I look forward to reading.

 

Thanks, Rick!

Of course!

I hope you enjoy it!

Thanks for reading!

 

I am intreged. I'll check out entry two when it is posted and make my call from there. For now... very interesting.

Good Start Golden

 

Bedroom gadget?!? That's a new one, but I like it!

Anyway, I remember those other stories with the other Leia in it. This was angsty, yet with a bit of humor thrown in. Still, it had me crying along with the little chuckles.

I just hate it when Han dies! Clear skies Han; Leia A. isn't the only one who will miss you.

Well done, friend!

 

Thank you!

Heeee...

Awww, please don't cry... Han wouldn't want it!

 

The next entry is still a bit sad, but something more cheerful's coming up soon... Don't give up!

Entry #2

Dareel was right ? it worked. After ?pouring my heart? - as they say in the holosoaps ? not only was I able to sleep, but I also dreamt. And I dreamt of him. It was so nice... So comforting I can?t even explain it.

It was not a message of metaphysical trascendence ? ha! I learned that one from you, Dar! ? just our usual exchange about the spouses health and the kids whereabouts and misdemeanors. And then Han walked up the ramp of the Falcon and turned back once, winking at me and smiling like he did the first time we met. Just that. It?s ridiculous that I feel so well about such a little stupid dream.

I mean, why would I dream about him after all? Why is this affecting me so much? Maybe it has something to do with the fact that I lost my own father before I had the chance to really know him. Did I see Han as a father figure? Gods, that?s complicated. I even had fantasies with the man starring in them when I was a teen, way before I had the chance to meet him in the flesh! Not to mention that my first two kids? father was named Han too, and THAT ? my lover?s name and my twins being conceived ? was, in a twisted way, Han?s fault. Han Solo?s fault, not my Han?s. Well, his too, you know, I mean... Only that he was never really my Han... Now I don?t even know who I?m talking about. What a mess!

I wonder if he?s with his kid and his best friend now.

He maybe thought I didn?t notice but I could see his eyes growing ten years older everytime we had to replace something that had been installed by his son Anakin or the famous Chewbacca.

That kid was a mechanical genius, there?s no doubt about it. I learned so much just by studying the things he had modified or rigged up in almost every system of his father?s beloved ship. And to think that he died so young... My stomach churns at the thought that my Freddar and my Kairen are now older than what Anakin Solo had ever the chance to be.

How do you survive the death of a son? Even if he died a hero? I don?t know, parenthood doesn?t come with tech specs. Some days I wish it did. But they survived it. Somehow.

My thoughts have been all day with the Princess. She must feel so awfully alone right now, even with her two kids and the rest of her family to comfort her. If I?d lost Dareel... I can?t even imagine.

Maybe Han visits her in her sleep too. I hope so.

 

Oh, Goldie, this is so sad! But I love it anyway. Han would be a pretty nice bedroom gadget if I do say so myself.

 

One of the loveliest lines here...

He maybe thought I didn?t notice but I could see his eyes growing ten years older everytime we had to replace something that had been installed by his son Anakin or the famous Chewbacca.


Just beautiful, Louie...

 

He maybe thought I didn?t notice but I could see his eyes growing ten years older everytime we had to replace something that had been installed by his son Anakin or the famous Chewbacca.

This is the true nature of grief! It strikes at you when you least expect it, in a thousand different little ways. Gorgeous!

 

Ok Goldie now you've got me. PM me with updates.

And if any one wants to know how a father survives the death of a son just PM me and I'll explain.

 

LASOS: Oh, Goldie, this is so sad! I hope the next entries aren't that much... But I love it anyway. Han would be a pretty nice bedroom gadget if I do say so myself. Me too!

Rick: Thanks, girl...

VaderLVR64: This is the true nature of grief! It strikes at you when you least expect it, in a thousand different little ways.It does, doesn't it? Gorgeous! Thanks!

CPL_Macja: I hope you don't know by personal experience...


Thanks for reading, everybody!

 

If anybody wants to be added to the PM list I'll send them gladly...

Entry #3

Freddar commed today, asking if I was alright. Sweet kid. He seemed really worried.

He?s doing good at the Academy and I know he?ll be an excellent starship engineer one day. He?s my son after all, what the hell!

Kairen dropping out after only six months was a bit of a disappointment but I knew she was not cut for military life, I think she only signed in to follow her brother. Maybe it?s better that way, it was time for them to stop acting like inverted synchro valves, mirroring each other in every thing they did. She says she wants to be a medic now. Reeeaally... Let?s see how long it takes for her to change her mind again. Until the first time she has to get into a a body storage I bet.

It?s not that she?s a wimp or anything, she?s pretty tough and mature for a girl her age but she could never stand the sight of blood. She always got sick whenever she or any of her siblings got a scrapped knee or something. And when she grew up and her cycle begun... Oh my goodness, I don?t wanna remember that stage...

You know, sometimes your body says ?NO? even if you love something dearly. Like me and hyperspace. We don?t get along. Not at all. It seems that something?s weird in my genes, fortunately none of my kids got it. The fact is that as soon as the ship I?m in jumps into hyperspace I start to feel ill and I better run to the nearest fresher or else. How lame is that for a hyperdrive tech like me? The only pratical solution the medics came by (since this seems to be a somewhat rare condition) is to mostly knock me out with spice any time I have to space travel. Believe me, I?ve done some interesting travelling that way.

Anyway, the most funny time ? well, not that funny at the time ? was when I first started to work for Han. I had finished a complete recalibration of the Falcon?s hyperdrive and I told him that the fuel/power rate would be increased by a 0.2% after my work and he said it was not possible and that he?ll take me out for lunch to the best Corellian restaurant if I was right. His daughter Jaina was there with him and he said they were going to take out the Falcon and test her and if I wanted to come along to see it with my own eyes and of course I said yes not even remembering why I never traveled through space ? not in a conscious state, at least.

Gah, I wish I could forget it now. Well, not really. It was the only time I flew in the Millenium Falcon, and the only time I saw him in his true element... They made an amazing duo, Han and his girl. His two girls, I mean, because Jaina is an amazing pilot by her own right too and she was used to copilot for her father since she was a little girl. It was... like a dance. It was wonderful, while it lasted. Which was until they made the first jump and I had to run from the cockpit searching desperately for the fresher. I felt so crappy I don?t even want to remember!

Damn, it?s late, I have to go. I?ll finish that story tomorrow.

 

Excellent! This is one of my favorite diaries.

 

LOL! I remember that 'stage' of my life...


And I love how Aldrey likens it to a dance... what a lovely visual...

And tomorrow better mean "Soon"

 

And when she grew up and her cycle begun... Oh my goodness, I don?t wanna remember that stage...

Ewwwww, girly problems.

I am not looking forward to having to deal with my daughter going through that. I have the bad feeling that she is going to start that when I am the only parental unit readily availible to help her through it.

Life is never easy.

Excellent update Goldie

 

Goldie, of course count me in for PM notification when this updates! It's lovely so far, poor girl. I can't believe she even had a dream of him that night. Good that she got some measure of comfort from it, and has hopes that he's reunited with Anakin and Chewie (probably his father-in-law, too, but let's not go there!).

The thing about her daughter and starting her cycle is amusing, except that when my daughter starts hers, I'll probably be close to ending mine. Pity the poor boys in our household when that happens!

The hyperdrive flying issue is quite ironic for her. So sad that she couldn't even totally enjoy her first ride on the Falcon, but at least she appreciated how Han and his girl(s) handled the flying!

You write such nice stories, my friend!

 

VaderLVR64: Excellent! This is one of my favorite diaries. Thanks! I hope my muse doesn't fail me!

DarthBreezy: LOL! I remember that 'stage' of my life... Every girl lives it differently I guess And I love how Aldrey likens it to a dance... what a lovely visual... I must be the only girl that gets all weepy over old NASA tapes...

CPL_Macja: Ewwwww, girly problems. Ewwww, boy's problems I am not looking forward to having to deal with my daughter going through that. I have the bad feeling that she is going to start that when I am the only parental unit readily availible to help her through it. It's not that bad, just part of life. And remember it's a big day for her . Life is never easy. Life? Easy? What gave you that idea?

dm1: It's lovely so far, poor girl. I can't believe she even had a dream of him that night. Good that she got some measure of comfort from it, and has hopes that he's reunited with Anakin and Chewie (probably his father-in-law, too, but let's not go there!). I'm sure of it . The thing about her daughter and starting her cycle is amusing, except that when my daughter starts hers, I'll probably be close to ending mine. Awwww... Pity the poor boys in our household when that happens! I almost chewed my ex-boss' head out last time I had a hormonal attack! (Damned synth hormones, they're strong!)The hyperdrive flying issue is quite ironic for her. So sad that she couldn't even totally enjoy her first ride on the Falcon, but at least she appreciated how Han and his girl(s) handled the flying! It's one of her most treasured memories, I can tell you...

Thank so much for reading and the super-nice reviews, my friends!

 

Entry #4

I woke up today with a nasty cold and Dar convinced me to stay in bed for a day or two so I had the brilliant idea to start flipping through the holo-channels.

Gah, now I now why Freddie was worried. The holo-shills are digging out again all the crap they can find about Han and his family. Do they never get tired of it? It?s like two years ago all over again, only worse.

At least at that time Han was here to defend himself, even if it costed him his health, but now...

I remember I was doing some long overdue maintenance on the Falcon?s hyperdrive when I heard the news. I ran to the med-center, but it was already cramped with that special kind of carrion eaters that called themselves holoreporters and a lot of security too. The rumors were wild, spanning from blaster shots to drunken accidents to alien viruses.

I was about to give up when someone pulled my elbow and I was hurried into a small side room. It was Lando ? yes, General Calrissian, the one and only, ask me how I met him another day. I had never seen him so pale as that day. Having I myself been in the military in my youth, I knew very well what that look is his eyes meant but I still couldn?t believe it.

I offered whatever help they could need but Lando just thanked me and packed me home. Later he commed and told me the whole story. Of course I had heard about the unedited copy of the Princess? memoir being stolen and ilegally published but had refused to read them, just out of respect for the people that had only been kind to me. It seemed that some of the so-called reporters were harassing Solo and his wife outside a restaurant and the encounter turned into a shouting match that ended with Han having some kind of stroke.

It?s tragic that it took him more than a year to recover from that only to end his days at the hands of a derailed man that tried to assasinate his wife. But even knowing him as little as I did, I know he wouldn?t have wanted it any other way.

~

I napped a bit and I feel a bit better now. I think I?ll ask for Corellian take-out tonight, maybe from the same restaurant Han treated me and my coworkers with after I won that bet over the Falcon?s hyperdrive performance. In truth he had bet to take me out to lunch, but he had to cancel because of some kind of diplomatic emergency so he sent lunch for the whole crew instead. My reputation (both the good and the bad ones) gained quite a few points when they saw the impeccably dressed waiters turn my greasy workstation into a fancy dressed table with a true feast on top.

Dang, I have to dig for that eatery?s comm code. I?m starving for Corellian now.

 

1st post!


[i]But even knowing him as little as I did, I know he wouldn?t have wanted it any other way.[/i]

I couldn't have said it better myself

Great entry [b]Goldie[/b][face_applause] >

 

Bittersweet - and so like Han here - and typical that some people would assume the worse -

Wonderful entry!

 

Starving for Corellian... that was just so bittersweet.

I hate the newshounds!!!

 

Dang, I have to dig for that eatery?s comm code. I?m starving for Corellian now.

Loved it!