A Nirauan Night
Chapter 1- short but the rest of the story is gonna come after my midterms (the weekend of the 24th) We are en-route to Nirauan, and to Jag's family. I've never met them before, and they've never heard of me accept the things Jag told them before he returned. I wonder what they'll say. Will they accept me, or will the "Soontir Stories" that were told to me by my father come true?
"Jaina? What are you thinking about?" Jag's voice causes me to come out of my daydreams and focus on what's happening now. Right now I'm sitting on my husband's lap, and we're looking out into the depths of hyperspace from the window of our wedding present. Unlike most people, my family tends to do wedding ceremonies a little different then most. My father kidnapped my mother before they got married, and my Aunt Mara had to get captured for her and my Uncle Luke to realize that they loved each other. For us, our honeymoon started with a trip to the shipyards sponsored by the folks from the Millennium Falcon; in other words, my mother, father, aunt, uncle and brother.
[i] "Jaina, it's your choice. You can pick," my newlywed husband told me as we were looking at plans. There were so many, and I was looking at each one and its details and specifications. We singled out ones that could hold two fighters in the hold, and that could fit two people comfortably.
We picked one out that we decided to call the Nirauan Night [b] ok, that's not where the title comes in, but it'll have something to do with it [/b] because it was painted black and Jag said it reminded him of night on Nirauan. [/i]
So now the Nirauan Night is taking us on a journey to the unknown.
Chapter 1- short but the rest of the story is gonna come after my midterms (the weekend of the 24th) We are en-route to Nirauan, and to Jag's family. I've never met them before, and they've never heard of me accept the things Jag told them before he returned. I wonder what they'll say. Will they accept me, or will the "Soontir Stories" that were told to me by my father come true?
"Jaina? What are you thinking about?" Jag's voice causes me to come out of my daydreams and focus on what's happening now. Right now I'm sitting on my husband's lap, and we're looking out into the depths of hyperspace from the window of our wedding present. Unlike most people, my family tends to do wedding ceremonies a little different then most. My father kidnapped my mother before they got married, and my Aunt Mara had to get captured for her and my Uncle Luke to realize that they loved each other. For us, our honeymoon started with a trip to the shipyards sponsored by the folks from the Millennium Falcon; in other words, my mother, father, aunt, uncle and brother.
[i] "Jaina, it's your choice. You can pick," my newlywed husband told me as we were looking at plans. There were so many, and I was looking at each one and its details and specifications. We singled out ones that could hold two fighters in the hold, and that could fit two people comfortably.
We picked one out that we decided to call the Nirauan Night [b] ok, that's not where the title comes in, but it'll have something to do with it [/b] because it was painted black and Jag said it reminded him of night on Nirauan. [/i]
So now the Nirauan Night is taking us on a journey to the unknown.