Mon Jun 07, 2010 3:01 pm by Ael Jade
"Senators of the Fian People, representatives, all those gathered today, and those of you watching, as planetary governor I have endeavored to serve the best interests of the people of Planet Galantos."
Jade's voice rang clearly in the large building. Perhaps it seemed a little older, more mature than her face appeared to be. She still looked fairly young, at least on the surface. Young indeed to hold a position of authority. But those who relied on more than immediate instinct realized that there was more to her than this. Her green eyes gazed steadily at the people she was addressing. Did she look at notes? No. She had never used notes. They reminded her too much of the fake, tailored, manipulative ways of the corruption she had fought on her homeworld.
"I tender you my thanks for giving me shelter among you for these years, despite the initial misgivings many of you may have felt. Several invasions of Sith, economic turmoil, and private vendettas have each failed to establish a corrupt hold on this world."
She thought back through the various problems that had rocked Gal'fian'deprisi and left many hurt, maimed, or dead. Wars that they had not sought to bring upon themselves. She remembered Darth Saurn... him she had not forgotten, nor the sacrifice of Al'lara's family, of the death of her twin sister. The painting in the Great Hall still showed the marks of that day, leaving the bird of prey nearly unrecognizable. In a habitual mannerism, Jade's hand ran along the curiously carved hilt of the knife she always wore, a reminder of days long past.
She was dressed as simply as always. Black and silver tunic, knife, lightsaber, long hair braided and twisted around her head. Despite her small stature, barely over five feet tall, it was a rarity for someone not to take her seriously. Those who did so, typically learned their mistake, later, and usually didn't repeat it.
"You have all given me your sons and daughters in times of emergency, some of them never to return. It is time that you, Senators, take control of Galantos. People of Galantos, I present to you, the Fian Senate!"
The silence was filled with applause, and Jade momentarily looked away. She did not have to explain her actions. It was something the old commander rarely did. But for some reason, the Jedi Master did so now.
She raised a hand, signaling that she had more to say, "Al'lara has served me long and well. You would do well to trust her. She is one of you. As for myself, you can give a falcon a gilded cage, but it is still a cage. I have done my best for you, and now I wish to continue my own life, such as it is. I have been in one place for too long, and my soul wishes to fly. I will not forget you, Al'lara will keep me informed. And who knows? The universe is not so big... perhaps we shall meet again."
Jade glanced at the Speaker of the House as he stood and bowed politely. She curtly responded with the same half-bow as she stepped away from the podium. Her step was light, silent, as was she herself. Some things took awhile to accomplish, but it was time the people of Galantos took care of themselves. And she thought that perhaps they could do it now.
Her green eyes didn't blink. She bowed deeply in response to Ambassador Zadorien, and reaching out, gently unwrapped the gift to reveal a fighting knife. Like her honorblade it had a carved hilt, much simpler though, more functional. She unsheathed it and looked at the blade in the light, phrik alloy. A bird of prey in flight was skilfully etched across the blade so that the structural integrity of the whole was not compromised. A faint smile curved her lips as she resheathed it.
"Convey my gratitude and appreciation to those who sent you on this journey, Ambassador Zadorien. May you live a long life of service, not accepting bribes of those who would buy their way to power rather than earn it through possession of an honorable character."
"And to you, Mr. Speaker, may you long hold the position you are now used to, yet never grow complacent, never take it for granted."
Then, looking at the others, as well as glancing at the holo-recorders, "My farewell to you all."
That said, knife in hand, Jade turned. She smiled and spoke a quite goodbye to Al'lara. She had left her comlink frequency with her former lieutenant earlier, and she would make sure the Stronghold had a function still. With a firm footstep, she left the Fian Senate amid a great deal more noise than when she entered. Her speeder was outside. Almost as she had first come to this place, Jade left the capital city. Her possessions, such as they were, were already stowed on board her ship.
People come, people go... few things always remain the same. And this had been long overdue. Jade had been in a position she had never sought, chained to a world vastly different from anything she had once cared about. Now she was free again, to do as she wished, and travel where she pleased. Selaya, her pet vornskyr was already at her ship, waiting.
Like a common civilian, she left her speeder behind and continued on foot, checking in with Flight Control and moving off to her ship. It wasn't all that great, but it flew, and it was usually dependable. Not to mention, there was a bit of extra room, something that one needed when flying with an animal as large as a vornskyr. Jade fastened her new knife to her belt, and then drew on the Force in a powerful leap up to the cockpit of her fighter. She dropped into the seat and was running preflight checks while powering up the engines and strapping herself in.
"Hello Selaya, it looks like we are off wandering the galaxy again. The two of us... so wild, finally free to fly once more. It is about time. I would like to see some forests and mountains..."
Once ready, the ship took off. Jade grinned as the canopy slid closed with a quiet 'snick' as she piloted her way out of the public hanger. Then, she angled her nose to the sky and rocketed out of the atmosphere of planet Galantos. Once in the blackness of space, she punched in some coordinates, took a last look back, scratched Selaya's ears, and then vanished into hyperspace, followed by the faintest hint of quiet laughter.