Title: Remembrance Author: leiamoody Genre: Vignette, Drama Timeframe: 2 ABY Canonicity: AU Characters: Leia, OC (Zizi Pao) Summary: Leia goes out for lunch while pursuing the feeling of a cherished memory. Author's Notes: This is a follow-up/perhaps-sequel-of-sorts? to a gift fic Ewok_Poet wrote called Emerald Wine. It’s a wonderful story, and I always wanted to do something that showed Leia and Zizi meeting up again when she was older. This story occurs two days after my other Leia centered fic, Crystalline. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Leia decided to seek out the tapcafe after finding the keepsake menu in her memory chest. It was a partially battered bit of flimsiplast with “Zizi’s Summerside Tapcafe” written in midnight blue and gold Aurebesh characters underneath the hallmark of a wooden building covered in light green Frejus vines. There was no reason for a princess from Alderaan to keep a physical reminder of a little restaurant that lay in the mountains of a Royal Colony world. But it was a souvenir from her prior life, when she had family and friends, love and laughter, home and safety. Of course Leia no longer claimed to be surrounded by any of those wonderful elements. The Death Star obliterated the planet she called home in the abstract sense, and the place that actually contained the physical comforts that defined the tangible reality of domesticity. Any notions of safety, laughter, and love had begun a slow decay process when she assumed the mantle of senator. Those ephemeral yet tangible realities became ideas wrapped in oblivion after the destruction of Alderaan and her total commitment to the Empire’s destruction. Such was life for her in the present, as the Rebellion’s most prominent representative, caught up in the never-ending whirl of battles and strategies. After yet another day of soul-draining discussions with the Survivors’ Committee, Leia needed to find somewhere to retrieve her thoughts and regain any sense of calm. Then she remembered the keepsake menu tucked into her luggage, and the significance of that eatery among her childhood memories. It was an unexpected reward for a nearly perfect report card back during her fifth year of primary school (perfection would have required passing all her classes, including music). Rather than a typical celebration dinner, her parents decided to surprise Leia by traveling to Alderaan’s premier colony world. It was a good memory from a simple time, when the greatest words could be found in the swirling colors of scalefish and the peculiar grace of a Pho Ph'eahian gifted with the arts of cookery and music. They weren’t supposed to leave for another two days, right after the public unveiling of the Shard Memorial. That event was still scheduled despite the fact it had been raining for over twenty-five planetary hours and showed no interest in stopping. Maybe it would stop raining just in time for the ground to be wet rather than soaked, and there would still be enough people to come outside for the unveiling of a memorial made from Dalonian crystal which commemorated the deaths of anonymous Alderaani that might not concern most beings on Aeithera. It wasn’t the only reason she was on Aeithera, but her discussions with Tenet Aylhem and other members of the Survivors’ Committee were frustrating. The demands of one hundred thousand individuals who shared a collective fate of living on a temporary world were important. Yet their desire for a new planet to call home couldn’t be fulfilled when the Rebellion still had to focus upon its ongoing conflict with the Empire. Leia could understand their frustration. It didn’t help improve her ongoing sense of frustration with not only the state of the galaxy but the disconnection from her own emotions. It had been several hours since Leia woke up and started on the paperwork that accompanied every diplomatic mission. Technically this was a day off in between the first part of the week and the final two days to be concluded with one final meeting with the Survivors’ Committee and the unveiling of the Shard Memorial. But she was distracted by the growing sense of dissatisfaction in her mind which made it difficult to concentrate on anything. So she pulled herself away from the paperwork and all the complications of trying to make arrangements for other people’s lives and decided to head for the little restaurant in the Cita dav Ilo. She could have invited Han and Chewie along for lunch, but they were over at the docking bay trying to fix the latest problem on the Falcon. She should have called up Luke and asked if he wanted to accompany her, but he was at the Cultural University searching for lost Jedi artifacts. So Leia decided it was easier and more interesting to head out alone.