alright, it's an always!au, but it's *something* after a lot of *nothing*, and it's Miko :)
aka, I wrote something! It isn't finished yet, but it *almost* is, and if it's presentable after an edit or three, then it'll be posted. I wrote most of it today (!!), and it isn't long or meant to be really in depth, but it's Miko and more specifically streetkid!Miko!Always!AU. I intended (well, still do, which is why this one's so short) to write a companion piece to Krista's those people who smile a lot, but then suddenly my muse went *way* off my personal Miko!canon, and it so rarely does so these days, so I ran with it.
Something I know about Miko: He has an *awesome* family. His mum is lovely, lovely, lovely, and btw Krista's going to fall madly in love with having Madame Reglia as a mother-in-law (if your read 'those people...', you know she's a girl who really misses her mama), and he's got at least two really kickass sisters. His dad is less visible to me, atm, but that's what writing is for, whether he turns out to be gone or equally wonderful. Um, in current fic, Miko is/was a Gallinore!street kid, alone, and possibly a bit mad.
Another thing I know about Miko: His principles kick his ass. I love my ensemble casts and my AU's, and between the two I try to touch on as many choices/paths as I can, so the Dark-side-turning characters all had/have different reasons--Zekk is insecurity/pride(/Jaina? I sort of hate putting her as a "reason," but you know what I mean), Kyp is vengeance (hence, Carida, not to mention Always!Kavishka), Jaina is grief/rage, Traest (not Dark, but illegal and immoral) is money and different-from-Zekk!ego.
Miko, on the other hand, is one of those very disillusioned idealists--as Krista put it in Those People: everything was wrong, and his own better judgement led him astray. Through Always, but particularly in ItM (of course), Miko is the one most likely to pick up on things; he spent most of their time on ItM fighting back a sense of dread, and (I'm pretty sure, it's been a couple years :P) he hinted at a few things, as well. I tend to put Miko at pretty standard (Jedi, obv) level of Force sensitivity, but he excels at reading people and situations. So, yeah, surrounded by a messed up and not-ideal world galaxy, and then a war where morality gets a little clouded, and Miko's strict principles (the guy's Master was Kyp Durron of all the ridiculously bad combinations) screwed him over quite gleefully. Anyway, that (...and Krista, in the one after this, if not streetkid!Miko) is what the fic is about.
Dust Bowl Dance by Mumford & Sons to go with Miko and ass-kicking principles:
The young man stands on the edge of his porch
The days were short and the father was gone
There was no one in the town and no one in the field
This dusty barren land had given all it could yield
I've been kicked off my land at the age of sixteen
And I have no idea where else my heart could have been
I placed all my trust at the foot of this hill
And now I am sure my heart can never be still
So collect your courage and collect your horse
And pray you never feel this same kind of remorse
Seal my heart and break my pride
I've nowhere to stand and now nowhere to hide
Align my heart, my body, my mind
To face what I've done and do my time
Well you are my accuser, now look in my face
Your opression reeks of your greed and disgrace
So one man has and another has not
How can you love what it is you have got
When you took it all from the weak hands of the poor?
Liars and thieves you know not what is in store
There will come a time I will look in your eye
You will pray to the God that you always denied
The I'll go out back and I'll get my gun
I'll say, "You haven't met me, I am the only son"
Seal my heart and break my pride
I've nowhere to stand and now nowhere to hide
Align my heart, my body, my mind
To face what I've done and do my time
Well yes sir, yes sir, yes it was me
I know what I've done, cause I know what I've seen
I went out back and I got my gun
I said, "You haven't met me, I am the only son"
So, hopefully something posted here in the next couple days or so? Hold me to it :D (if you remember Miko, anyway, and want to read about him. Otherwise, I'll just deal with my procrastination, because writer's block for most of a year is not fun).
edit: Also, new layout! It is gorgeous (and not just because the ads are not wonky and cutting into the entries *g*).
Something I know about Miko: He has an *awesome* family. His mum is lovely, lovely, lovely, and btw Krista's going to fall madly in love with having Madame Reglia as a mother-in-law (if your read 'those people...', you know she's a girl who really misses her mama), and he's got at least two really kickass sisters. His dad is less visible to me, atm, but that's what writing is for, whether he turns out to be gone or equally wonderful. Um, in current fic, Miko is/was a Gallinore!street kid, alone, and possibly a bit mad.
Another thing I know about Miko: His principles kick his ass. I love my ensemble casts and my AU's, and between the two I try to touch on as many choices/paths as I can, so the Dark-side-turning characters all had/have different reasons--Zekk is insecurity/pride(/Jaina? I sort of hate putting her as a "reason," but you know what I mean), Kyp is vengeance (hence, Carida, not to mention Always!Kavishka), Jaina is grief/rage, Traest (not Dark, but illegal and immoral) is money and different-from-Zekk!ego.
Miko, on the other hand, is one of those very disillusioned idealists--as Krista put it in Those People: everything was wrong, and his own better judgement led him astray. Through Always, but particularly in ItM (of course), Miko is the one most likely to pick up on things; he spent most of their time on ItM fighting back a sense of dread, and (I'm pretty sure, it's been a couple years :P) he hinted at a few things, as well. I tend to put Miko at pretty standard (Jedi, obv) level of Force sensitivity, but he excels at reading people and situations. So, yeah, surrounded by a messed up and not-ideal world galaxy, and then a war where morality gets a little clouded, and Miko's strict principles (the guy's Master was Kyp Durron of all the ridiculously bad combinations) screwed him over quite gleefully. Anyway, that (...and Krista, in the one after this, if not streetkid!Miko) is what the fic is about.
Dust Bowl Dance by Mumford & Sons to go with Miko and ass-kicking principles:
The young man stands on the edge of his porch
The days were short and the father was gone
There was no one in the town and no one in the field
This dusty barren land had given all it could yield
I've been kicked off my land at the age of sixteen
And I have no idea where else my heart could have been
I placed all my trust at the foot of this hill
And now I am sure my heart can never be still
So collect your courage and collect your horse
And pray you never feel this same kind of remorse
Seal my heart and break my pride
I've nowhere to stand and now nowhere to hide
Align my heart, my body, my mind
To face what I've done and do my time
Well you are my accuser, now look in my face
Your opression reeks of your greed and disgrace
So one man has and another has not
How can you love what it is you have got
When you took it all from the weak hands of the poor?
Liars and thieves you know not what is in store
There will come a time I will look in your eye
You will pray to the God that you always denied
The I'll go out back and I'll get my gun
I'll say, "You haven't met me, I am the only son"
Seal my heart and break my pride
I've nowhere to stand and now nowhere to hide
Align my heart, my body, my mind
To face what I've done and do my time
Well yes sir, yes sir, yes it was me
I know what I've done, cause I know what I've seen
I went out back and I got my gun
I said, "You haven't met me, I am the only son"
So, hopefully something posted here in the next couple days or so? Hold me to it :D (if you remember Miko, anyway, and want to read about him. Otherwise, I'll just deal with my procrastination, because writer's block for most of a year is not fun).
edit: Also, new layout! It is gorgeous (and not just because the ads are not wonky and cutting into the entries *g*).