All the little children
Names: Anyone and everyone. Specifically people who commented to this post. But open.
Location:The Halls of the school
Week: 49
Time: Whenever
Rating: PG13 to be safe.
( In the lost and found )
Location:The Halls of the school
Week: 49
Time: Whenever
Rating: PG13 to be safe.
( In the lost and found )
Considering the last time her daughter had had difficulty with her French and actually been willing to mention that to Leia, the woman placed Jaina at around thirteen.
"Only four years ago," she murmured. Just after she'd left the Confederation and received an internal promotion at the Ministry - and of course Jaina had paid attention to that, because a promotion meant more work meant more time away from home.
A lot could change in four years. A lot had changed in four years. Leia had two choices before her right now; to go along with Jaina's current belief that she had been unaffected by the spell and enjoy the first pleasant week with her daughter seemingly in forever, or to explain at least some of the situation and hope she didn't find out any of the other circumstances surrounding Leia's sudden career change ( ... )
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She had to fight down the flutter of excitement that was growing, she wanted her mom to think she was a mature and responsible, not a little kid. I mean, she was thirteen now, and that was practically an adult.
Still, when she saw her mom standing there, after so long, Jaina couldn't help the large smile that formed on her face, "Mom!"
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She turned to face the girl, and years of diplomatic training kept her from gasping at the sight. Her gentle smile remained steady as she took in the sight of a thirteen year old Jaina, with a once-meticulous braid now messed from too many worrying fingers and a wide grin to greet her. Her heart ached, but she hid it easily. "Nice to see you too, Jaina," she laughed, enfolding her daughter in a hug like she hadn't been able to in over a year. She pulled back to inspect her after a moment. "You're looking well. I like what you've done with your hair."
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She looked away nervously when Leia pulled away, a hand yet again going to fiddle with it, "Oh, thanks. I, um, I wanted to try something new, and I remember looking at that old picture of you and dad and Uncle Luke and Uncle Chewie when you gave them those awards-"
Jaina cut herself off, she was embarrassing herself now. She looked up, this time with the trademark Solo stubbornness in her eyes, portraying how she wasn't going to drop this subject easily, "So why did you quit? I thought you were doing important work with the Ministry?"
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"Those old things? You've done a good job, if you only had a couple of grainy photos to work from." She smoothed a hand over her daughter's hair, settling down some of the places where it had popped out of the braid. "If you want, I can show you how to do a couple of other styles. Just in case you ever wanted to try something new again." Her smiling widened slightly, teasing.
She stepped back properly this time. "My quarters are down this way. How about we go and get comfortable first, and then I'll explain everything?"
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"Oh, no, this is fine," Jaina said, her cheeks positively burning now. Despite the braid, Jaina often was more fond of doing things the simple, practical way as opposed to the more elaborate and intricate style of her mother.
"That sounds good," Jaina said, leading the way as they went to her mother's office, oblivious to the sadder emotions her mother was experiencing.
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She laughed again. "I thought you might say that," she admitted. Her daughter never had been into those interests considered more 'feminine', and remembering how much she herself had loathed being everyone's dress up doll as a child, Leia hadn't pushed the matter.
She began to follow Jaina, right up until she realised that the girl was heading towards the staff offices. "I thought it might be a little more comfortable if we had somewhere to sit that was actually designed for the human body," she said. "My living quarters are really much more comfortable, although if you wanted to go to my office, we could certainly do that."
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Well. She did miss Jacen sometimes. Even if his jokes were bad. And Anankin, even if he could be a bit of a brat. And Dad. She definitely missed Dad-
Jaina quickly groaned. She was supposed to be mature now, not whining for mom.
Her thoughts were interuptted when she heard her mother's voice behind her, and she froze at the correction.
"I...I knew that!" She stammered quickly, abruptly turning around and walking the other way, "I just got distracted," she admitted sheepishly before heading towards the staff quarters, "And no way! Let's check out your rooms, I'm sure they're amazing!"
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She laughed to cover the sad train of thought her mind had gone off on. "In a place like this? I imagine that would be easy to do. I don't know about amazing, I only just arrived after all."
It was soon after that they reached the simple door with the golden plaque informing her that this was the entrance to her quarters. "Here we are," she said needlessly, pushing the door open and gesturing for Jaina to follow her.
She wouldn't be surprised if her daughter happened to recognise the place. It wasn't an exact replica of their own house - much less chaos, without Han and the remnants of the children's presence there - ( ... )
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She cut herself off. Her mom knew all this already.
"Mom, this place has tons of amazing rooms," Jaina explained somewhat impatiently, "I mean, they have nothing on the summer house in France, but still. They're pretty, I guess." She said, flushing a little.
Jaina followed her mother's lead, her mouth breaking into a wide, lopsided grin, "Mom! It's set up just like our flat in London!" She declared, the pangs of homesickness abating slightly.
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She nodded at the nearby couch for her daughter to sit down, doing so herself. "Now. I can guess that you've heard about this potion that's affected a great deal of the school?" she asked, having come to her decision. There was no way she could simply pretend that nothing had changed - if nothing else, Jaina would have her own photos and belongings from beyond the age of thirteen. She wasn't stupid, she would figure it out.
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Jaina took in her mother's question, "Yeah, the crumpets or whatever they were. Although, one of the new professors says that it's like kids' week or something," a shrewd look crossed over her face. Jaina was always one for solving things in the most practical of matters, "I wonder why there'd be two conflicting stories though..."
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"That's probably the best idea. I know I ran into a little boy named Yuugi earlier who was definitely unsure of what was going on," Jaina said, seeing her mother's reason and agreeing with it. However, her shrewd expression fell dangerously into the 'slack-jawed' category at her mother's explanation.
"I'm...I'm sixteen?!" She said breathlessly, her eyes widening before she began to fidget with her hair in a nervous manner. While she was a little excited, after all, what thirteen year old girl didn't dream of being all grown up and sixteen- she was mostly...scared. Three years ( ... )
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She was oblivious to her mother's emotional turmoil, and instead merely gave a small tsk of disapproval, "He probably wasn't wearing a coat or something, boys," she said even though there was the slightest bit of worry about her. She didn't like the fact that her baby brother was ill enough to miss school. He'd have a ton of homework to catch up on when he returned!
But then again, it was Anakin. He was definitely the genius of the family.
Jaina paused, staring at the photograph for a few more seconds before she was reminded of something. She looked away from her future family and faced her mother, "Hey mom, you're..." she began to fiddle with her hair again, "You're not here to spy on me, are you?"
Stupid Kirk and his stupid ideas.
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