{"id":19,"date":"2008-05-21T17:48:22","date_gmt":"2008-05-21T22:48:22","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.auroraforce.org\/blog\/?p=19"},"modified":"2009-04-18T00:25:42","modified_gmt":"2009-04-18T04:25:42","slug":"vong-war-annals-letters-to-atad-52108","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.auroraforce.org\/blog\/?p=19","title":{"rendered":"Vong War Annals – “Letters to Atad” 5.21.08"},"content":{"rendered":"

Dear Les,<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Been boring since you left, really, except for Uncle Mike coming home, finally, and Davil having a meltdown that sent more than a couple ripples through the Force.\u00a0 I graduated last week-wish you hadn’t missed it.\u00a0 It’s okay, though.\u00a0 Mac wasn’t there, either.\u00a0 If my own brother can miss my graduation from med school, I guess it’s okay that my best friend wasn’t here, either.\u00a0 You had your reasons.\u00a0 Hope your folks are okay.
\n<\/em>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 I got my lieutenant’s bars yesterday.\u00a0 Master Indiana says that I’ll probably be posted groundside here, unless Dr. Corna has better use for me elsewhere.\u00a0 That makes Mom nervous, I can tell.\u00a0 I think she wants to keep me within arms’ reach.<\/em>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 It’s weird, thinking that I’m an officer, now.\u00a0 Subject to taking orders, being sent where they decide I’m most useful–having a life that’s no longer entirely my own.\u00a0 I don’t think I made the wrong choice-don’t think that yet, anyway, but we’ll see.\u00a0 Mom always said that she never regretted joining up.\u00a0 Then again, they don’t bother her here.<\/em>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Chance has been mopey since you left.\u00a0 She knows and understands why you and your family had to go back to Atad, but that doesn’t mean she has to like it.\u00a0 I think she misses you more than she lets on-then again, I also think she has a bigger crush on you than she lets on.<\/em>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Cay and Mary’s wedding was nice, if a little boring.\u00a0 I didn’t stay very long at the reception.\u00a0 Too much…I don’t know what there was too much of.\u00a0 It just didn’t feel right to stay.\u00a0 I left not long after Uncle Nylan did-he didn’t stay long, either.<\/em>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Aunt Indy sends her best and hopes to see you and your parents again soon.\u00a0 I’m hoping the same.\u00a0 There’s no one I can hang out with right about now.<\/em><\/p>\n

~ Trystan<\/em><\/p>\n

PS – No sign of your master.\u00a0 I’ve been keeping an eye out for Master Katarn, but either he’s not around…or is good at covering his tracks when he is.\u00a0 I’ll keep watching.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Chase leaned back in his chair, stretching.\u00a0 It was early, still dark outside.\u00a0 He’d heard his mother and sisters come home hours before from his cousin’s wedding, the same wedding he’d left early by his own choice.\u00a0 Something had been gnawing at his belly every time he’d looked at the father of the bride, though he couldn’t quite put his finger on what about Mike Bullian had gotten his senses boiling, but there was something there.\u00a0 Given his slightly inebriated state, however, he’d opted not to meditate on it and just get some sleep.\u00a0 He’d decided he would worry about it in the morning.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Now it was morning, and he still wasn’t sure he wanted to worry about it.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 He righted himself in his chair and tapped a few buttons to send the message out across the Holonet to Les, hoping he’d get it sooner rather than later.\u00a0 Military reports had been clogging the channels lately.\u00a0 That, admittedly, did not surprise him in the least, given the current state of affairs.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Datooine had fallen, and not without losses.\u00a0 Things were only going to get much worse before they got any better.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 “Everything all right, sweetheart?”
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 He glanced toward his mother, standing with her robe pulled tight around herself, and nodded.\u00a0 “Everything’s fine, Mom.\u00a0 Just writing a note before I went for a run.\u00a0 I’ll see you at breakfast.”
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 She nodded.\u00a0 “See if Slate wants to go with you.”
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 “Still worrying about me going alone, Mom?”\u00a0 He stood up slowly, pushing his chair in and shutting down the console.
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Arin smiled and kissed his cheek.\u00a0 “I only have two sons.\u00a0 Go on.\u00a0 I’m going back to bed.”
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 “Sweet dreams, Mom.”\u00a0 He leaned against the back of his chair and watched her retreat, shaking his head slightly.\u00a0 Two sons, and she treats me like I’m the younger.<\/em>\u00a0 He shook his head slightly, smiling faintly.\u00a0 At least I give a damn about making her worry.<\/em>\u00a0 Scooping up his comm and stuffing it into a pocket, he headed out to see if his uncle wanted to join him for a sunrise run.<\/p>\n

~ Erin<\/p>\n

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