These Women
Timeframe: Thirty-seven years post-NJO, AU
Characters: Syal Fel, Nawra Mykos, Jaina Solo, Jagged Fel, Leia Solo, Han Solo, Soontir Fel, Cherith Fel, Davin Fel, Asha Fel, Wyn Fel, Padme Amidala, Mara Jade, Luke Skywalker, Airen Mykos
Summary: Part of my story called "The Family Album" that takes a look at the Fel family through the eyes of Jaina and Jag's oldest child, Nawra. Lineart for the image below was done by
zonoma, and I added color and the background.
In case you didn’t know, I come from a long line of extremely beautiful women, and it is disgustingly unfair. The above is a holo of Grandma Fel in what everyone but her close friends and family consider to be her heyday. I can’t remember which holovid this is from; Grandma made so many it’s hard to kept them all straight in my memory. Well, that and the fact that I don’t always enjoy watching her holos. It’s nothing against her--she’s fabulous in them. It’s just that I have a hard time cheering for the Empire, especially consider who my other grandmother was.
Dad told us kids that when he was young, every now and then a holovid starring Grandma would be played on the holonet by the Chiss. Grandpa would make a big deal of it in his subtle way, and made sure everyone was around to watch it. Grandma would fuss at him, not wanting him to make a spectacle of it all, but he would rarely listen to her nonsensical complaints. He was extremely proud and in love with his wife, and he wanted to show her off. I think watching Grandma’s holos growing up had a hand in giving Dad his misconceptions of those pesky Rebels before joining the war efforts of the Vong, but I can’t really get upset at Grandma for that.
She was stunning in her films. Regardless of the subject manner, she was beautiful and dignified. When she moved back to known space because of my impending arrival she was flooded with offers to go back to her acting career. She tried to convince people that the reason she left and the reason she didn’t want to come back was because she wanted to spend time with her family. The production companies didn’t really understand why since you can’t make billions of credits raising your kids.
Every now and again, Grandma would go back to acting, but only if it was for a good cause. She did several theatrical performances to help raise credits for her favorite charities, like the Corellian Orphans Foundation. She knew that if her parents had been killed a few years earlier, her brother could have been one of those children rummaging the streets for survival. Grandpa Han always made sure to be present for those particular performances. Grandma Leia said it was the only time he would volunteer to get dressed up and go out in public.
Just because she never shot a weapon at anyone during the war, doesn’t mean that Grandma didn’t carry around guilt for her actions. Her holovids were used to recruit millions of young men and women into serving the grand, mighty, and upright Empire. Grandma eventually realized that the Empire she portrayed and the one she served were two completely different entities. She and Grandpa left and fled to the Rebellion in hopes of exacting some revenge. But they were ready to start a family then, and running from secret base to secret base was not the most ideal situation for having children.
So they moved to Chiss space and Grandpa began his work with The Hand of Thrawn and Grandma began her work as a mother. I’ll never get to meet an aunt and uncle on Dad’s side. I’ve been told stories about them, plenty of them in fact, but I want to know what they were really like. I want to know how they acted and what they did without the family bias put on their memories. I guess I can’t complain too much about it though; I’ll just do the same thing when I tell my kids about their Aunt Asha.
My aunt, Cherith, was beautiful in the same way that Mom is. They both have this quiet beauty that doesn’t need to be amplified with fancy hair and make-up because they are already stunning. Aunt Wyn is just like Grandma Fel; one smile and a twinkle in her eye and she’ll have you wrapped around her little finger in a heartbeat. You can ask Grandpa Fel about that, but he’ll deny the fact that he’s a slave to his daughter’s every wish till his dying day. But like I said before, they’re all beautiful women.
Add to that my mom’s side, and you’ll understand why the normal awkward phase that every girl experiences in her teenage years was horrendous for me. I mean, I have a princess for a Grandmother. A princess. And not only is she the daughter of a queen, but a queen from a different royal line. That’s double the nobility.
Then there’s Great Aunt Mara who is stunningly beautiful and incredibly strong. It’s no mystery were Mom gained some of her strength and characteristics--Mara gave them to Mom.
Mom, who is the most beautiful woman I’ll ever know, tried to hide her laughter when I informed her of this predicament around the age of fourteen or so. She asked me why I was suddenly trying to spend all my time with boys, much to my father’s displeasure. I told her that they didn’t intimidate like the women around me were doing. Mom tried to give me some wise and soothing words, but we all know that’s not always her one of her strengths.
Eventually I wound up putting in a call to Corellia to Grandma Fel. She on the other hand was completely capable of giving inspiring talks to children who were feeling sorry for themselves. She told me to just be patient and that before long she’d find someone who would be the Grandpa Fel, Grandpa Solo, Great Uncle Luke, or Dad in my life. And once that happened, I would finally believe I was beautiful once I saw the sentiment reflected in the eyes of the man I love, just like all the gorgeous women in my family before me had. And of course, she was right.
Characters: Syal Fel, Nawra Mykos, Jaina Solo, Jagged Fel, Leia Solo, Han Solo, Soontir Fel, Cherith Fel, Davin Fel, Asha Fel, Wyn Fel, Padme Amidala, Mara Jade, Luke Skywalker, Airen Mykos
Summary: Part of my story called "The Family Album" that takes a look at the Fel family through the eyes of Jaina and Jag's oldest child, Nawra. Lineart for the image below was done by
zonoma, and I added color and the background.
In case you didn’t know, I come from a long line of extremely beautiful women, and it is disgustingly unfair. The above is a holo of Grandma Fel in what everyone but her close friends and family consider to be her heyday. I can’t remember which holovid this is from; Grandma made so many it’s hard to kept them all straight in my memory. Well, that and the fact that I don’t always enjoy watching her holos. It’s nothing against her--she’s fabulous in them. It’s just that I have a hard time cheering for the Empire, especially consider who my other grandmother was.
Dad told us kids that when he was young, every now and then a holovid starring Grandma would be played on the holonet by the Chiss. Grandpa would make a big deal of it in his subtle way, and made sure everyone was around to watch it. Grandma would fuss at him, not wanting him to make a spectacle of it all, but he would rarely listen to her nonsensical complaints. He was extremely proud and in love with his wife, and he wanted to show her off. I think watching Grandma’s holos growing up had a hand in giving Dad his misconceptions of those pesky Rebels before joining the war efforts of the Vong, but I can’t really get upset at Grandma for that.
She was stunning in her films. Regardless of the subject manner, she was beautiful and dignified. When she moved back to known space because of my impending arrival she was flooded with offers to go back to her acting career. She tried to convince people that the reason she left and the reason she didn’t want to come back was because she wanted to spend time with her family. The production companies didn’t really understand why since you can’t make billions of credits raising your kids.
Every now and again, Grandma would go back to acting, but only if it was for a good cause. She did several theatrical performances to help raise credits for her favorite charities, like the Corellian Orphans Foundation. She knew that if her parents had been killed a few years earlier, her brother could have been one of those children rummaging the streets for survival. Grandpa Han always made sure to be present for those particular performances. Grandma Leia said it was the only time he would volunteer to get dressed up and go out in public.
Just because she never shot a weapon at anyone during the war, doesn’t mean that Grandma didn’t carry around guilt for her actions. Her holovids were used to recruit millions of young men and women into serving the grand, mighty, and upright Empire. Grandma eventually realized that the Empire she portrayed and the one she served were two completely different entities. She and Grandpa left and fled to the Rebellion in hopes of exacting some revenge. But they were ready to start a family then, and running from secret base to secret base was not the most ideal situation for having children.
So they moved to Chiss space and Grandpa began his work with The Hand of Thrawn and Grandma began her work as a mother. I’ll never get to meet an aunt and uncle on Dad’s side. I’ve been told stories about them, plenty of them in fact, but I want to know what they were really like. I want to know how they acted and what they did without the family bias put on their memories. I guess I can’t complain too much about it though; I’ll just do the same thing when I tell my kids about their Aunt Asha.
My aunt, Cherith, was beautiful in the same way that Mom is. They both have this quiet beauty that doesn’t need to be amplified with fancy hair and make-up because they are already stunning. Aunt Wyn is just like Grandma Fel; one smile and a twinkle in her eye and she’ll have you wrapped around her little finger in a heartbeat. You can ask Grandpa Fel about that, but he’ll deny the fact that he’s a slave to his daughter’s every wish till his dying day. But like I said before, they’re all beautiful women.
Add to that my mom’s side, and you’ll understand why the normal awkward phase that every girl experiences in her teenage years was horrendous for me. I mean, I have a princess for a Grandmother. A princess. And not only is she the daughter of a queen, but a queen from a different royal line. That’s double the nobility.
Then there’s Great Aunt Mara who is stunningly beautiful and incredibly strong. It’s no mystery were Mom gained some of her strength and characteristics--Mara gave them to Mom.
Mom, who is the most beautiful woman I’ll ever know, tried to hide her laughter when I informed her of this predicament around the age of fourteen or so. She asked me why I was suddenly trying to spend all my time with boys, much to my father’s displeasure. I told her that they didn’t intimidate like the women around me were doing. Mom tried to give me some wise and soothing words, but we all know that’s not always her one of her strengths.
Eventually I wound up putting in a call to Corellia to Grandma Fel. She on the other hand was completely capable of giving inspiring talks to children who were feeling sorry for themselves. She told me to just be patient and that before long she’d find someone who would be the Grandpa Fel, Grandpa Solo, Great Uncle Luke, or Dad in my life. And once that happened, I would finally believe I was beautiful once I saw the sentiment reflected in the eyes of the man I love, just like all the gorgeous women in my family before me had. And of course, she was right.