In the Northern Region of Alderaan, sat HouseDeVoe high on top of Mt Cetril overlooking Aeiden Pass.
...And there on the South side of the palace outpost Marina stood in the open balcony taking in the cool crisp mountain air. Her blond hair whipped about as she scanned the skies for crafts heading toward the palace’s landing port.
House DeVoe had once been a strategic outpost following the Galactic wars and was erected by the DeVoes during the Great Rebuilding. An era that saw the resurrection of many destroyed worlds and systems…Alderaan was one of them. The architects had chosen this system for its relative position and mass of the planet which had been called T’kpetwhich was determined to be a perfect candidate to terra form it into Alderaan reborn.
Now nearly 850 years since that unfaithful day when millions of Alderaanean souls perished along with Alderaan at the hands of the vile Emperor Palpatine and his creation of the evil empire, Alderaan was reborn and thriving like it once were.
“Don’t go straining your eyes, your friend will come… “ Her grandfather’s voice pulled Marina away from her vigil. She had gotten word that her off world friend Mariya had sent a message to House DeVoe that she longed to do some catching up.
“…and for Lord sake Marina, come inside for a bit before you catch a cold.” he continued.
Marina nodded with a smile, as she took his invite to come back inside. She loved her grandfather. He had been her best supporter and ally in her decition years ago to take to the stars and hold off on taking up court as her older sister rightfully had done.
As she neared the slider’s threshold, she gave one last look back.
“Oh wait-....“Marina held her breath as she picked up a small speck in the distant horizon… an approaching craft coming up toward the outpost it seemed.
Her heart jumped with a rush of cold mountain air suddenly filling her lungs, for it was indeed a speeder.She darted back over to the rail and tracked the craft, as it made for the upper landing port.
It was a mid land speeder..the type more popular in the valleys. Her staff had relayed her about a speeder coming from a Lady Fleischer...or something like that. Upon hearing her friend was planet side, nothing else really sunk in. No details other than her friend was here on Alderaan was all that sunk into Marina's head, she was so excited.
“Upper deck…go..." He coaxed her. "...go now….” her grandfather stepped aside with a smile as Marina darted past him.
Closing the sliders on the deck he had a broad smile. Yes, he was nearly as anxious in meeting his granddaughter’s off world friend. He had heard so much of her and nearly all of the adventures that Marina was willing to divulge. It pained him some of those tales...but he was not judgmental. Marina’s consistency and truth did calm his heart that this off world friend was indeed one that could be called friend. Still, he was Marina’s grandfather and as such, he had kept to his self the many nights he had stayed up pondering his granddaughter’s fate and future. But love, trust and faith enabled him to believe in what was in Marina’s heart was something of a call..a destiny that she needed to find on her own.
He would head himself up to the house’s landing port and finally meet this Mariya.
“What?... what do you mean?...so where is she?” Marina’s excitement had her disbelief that somehow Mariya was in the speeder…however empty she had already confirmed it was twice already.
The pilot tried to explain that he was here for her...that Lady Fleischer had sent him to pick her up. But for a few more exchange of words, Marina didn’t at first get it.Not until a warm hand eased on her shoulder.It was her grandfather’s hand and it took her down a notch…enough for sense to make her comprehend what the pilot was conveying.
Marina’s jaw dropped an inch. “Oh..” She finally had gotten it.
“Oh…oh, Ok…” She then said, as her mind raced to quite a few scenarios. Each one was a derivative of the other…but it all really was summing up as to how fast she could skedaddle down to the lower mid plains.
She looked over to the pilot and smiled. No, he couldn’t do it.
But her ship certainly could.
“No.”Her grandfather broke her chain of thought. He knew her.
"Take one of the house’s speeders….one in the 3rd bay. " He calmly spoke for her to take in."The Mariner IV is getting checked over in the main hanger.Leave it be, take one of the speeders.…for me. Ok?”
That’s all it took for Marina to come to her senses."Yes..sure..." She replied with a broad smile.
Turning to the pilot at hand..“Thank you, Mr-.. ..uhm… Mr pilot, sir…” No she had not gotten the speeder pilot’s name. She was too much in a hurry for that at this moment. All of the anticipation that had lead up to a moment ago was in seeing her friend Mariya. A moment more in wait was just too much for her excitement to bear. But at this rare moment of forgetting proper etiquette, her grandfather took to fill that in for her as he gave her a get going gesture.
She however, did have the time to kiss her grandfather on the cheeks before she took to sprinting for the bay.
“I love you granddad!"...she shouted as she ran… “I’ll message you!”…and she was out of sight.
The damn speeder was just not fast enough; despite it was considered one of the faster speeder sedans in House DeVoe. But this was Marina and as she zipped over cross the Aeiden Mountains and through the Northern Pass, she couldn’t get down to the valley fast enough.
Then it came to her, as the speeder cleared the first outcrop of mountains. Where was she going? She had only been messaged that her friend was On Alderaan in the mid valley...but no specific coordinates.
“Uhm…grandpa?...Grandpa, you there?” Marina opened up the comm channel to the house.
He replied… “You forget something?”
“Uhm….is that pilot still there?” She reluctantly asked.
“No…but I think you should be heading down near Sheep Medow…it the new vineyard just West of the city’s reservoir. Your friend seems to have set some roots down past Tessler Grove.” He seemed to chuckle as he relayed that info over to her.
“Roots?”...questions started bouncing around in her head….”Mariya set down roots?”
This Marina found hard to believe. Hard because it were like one of her dreams come true. To know her friend was within a whim’s reach and not someplace Marina didn’t care to remember...nor find it easy to ever forget. No, it were impossible to ever forget what happened on that desolate moon…ever.
“I’m good, Granddad…love you…and thanks...” She always found relief upon hearing his voice. But Marina knew that not even her grandfather’s voice could ever make those nightmares ever go away. And she dare not even think about the horror in his presence, for he then would know. He was like that..he knew what sparked and what ailed her heart...always.And Marina never wanted him to know.
She closed off communications after he wished her his best, and not to forget to call him at some time.
Her speeder took but two hours to get to the valley.
The coordinates were easy to follow and as she got near..she knew she’d been there before. Well, flew over the location before that is. She had flown pretty much all over the valley and the Northern hemisphere of Alderaan. And she had done it in her pre-teens for the most part.
“Ah!..." She made out the spread. "...Oh my God…it’s a chateau….” She spoke to herself as she approached the vineyard. It was of good size and right smack in the better edge of the valley. Marina being from the Aeiden Mountains in the North, always appreciated the flat low lands..they were said to be the most fertile of Alderaan.
Making just one pass, she circled around and aimed for the manor’s front court yard. Her eyes scanning below for her friend. And just before she touched down, she spotted her. She had to do a double take, for and it was rare for even her to see Mariya dressed…as a lady. Well, not fancily dressed, but dressed in proper women attire resembling nothing whatsoever military style at all….and her friend looked radiant.
Ok, so Marina too could be said to be looking radiant too…but it was mostly radiating from that big smile on her features.
Edited by Marina DeVoe, 19 December 2017 - 07:17 PM.