Friday afternoon I received a comm call from Cesera's school. Her teacher wanted to have a conference. The woman said it was a bit urgent. I didn't know what to think. Cesera is only in kindergarten. What trouble could she possibly have gotten into?
Well, I sat down with her teacher and I was a bit surprised about what she told me. Apparently Cesera hasn't been as energetic as she used to be in class-- nor has she been interacting with the other children like she used to be...among other various things the woman mentioned.
This was all a shock to me. I've never seen such solitary behavior in her before. Well, here at home she plays by herself at times, being an only child-- but I've never once seen her so unmotivated.
I tried confronting her about this yesterday but she insisted nothing was wrong. She apparently inherited Vader's skills for suppressing her feelings. She's more like her father than I thought. Nonetheless, I wish she'd talk to me. I'm her mother-- I want to help her if something's wrong. If something or someone is hurting her, I want to make it all better. It's what I'm here for...
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Friday, February 18, 2011
Expecting the Unexpected
My trip to see Shara turned out longer than I had anticipated. While I was asleep the crew received orders for a new mission so they took off-- with me still on board. Naturally when I found out I was a bit surprised but nonetheless it seemed a bit exciting. This was my first mission and I was excited to be a part of some action instead of safely sheltered from any sort of confrontation.
And then I learned about the mission itself.
Pirates.
What I've heard about them wasn't too good. I kept hoping they weren't as nasty as every one's kept implying-- especially in case things were brought to one on one confrontations, I didn't exactly bring a weapon along.
We finally met with the pirates, and to make a long, complicated story shorter, aside from being leered at by a bunch of huge unsavory men, I think things went somewhat well.
Once the Liberty II returned to Tynnara, I finally received a comm call from Vader. He said he was sent off on some top secret mission. He won't say where he is and doesn't know when he'll be back. I'm a little worried... the last time we saw each other in person it wasn't so pleasant. I'm sure this mission he's on is dangerous...he needs to keep a clear head.
Nonetheless, I said goodbye to the friends I've made on the Liberty and traveled back to Coruscant to take care of Cesera and wait for him to return, hopefully sooner than later.
At least he promised to call here and then. I'll take what I can get.
And then I learned about the mission itself.
Pirates.
What I've heard about them wasn't too good. I kept hoping they weren't as nasty as every one's kept implying-- especially in case things were brought to one on one confrontations, I didn't exactly bring a weapon along.
We finally met with the pirates, and to make a long, complicated story shorter, aside from being leered at by a bunch of huge unsavory men, I think things went somewhat well.
Once the Liberty II returned to Tynnara, I finally received a comm call from Vader. He said he was sent off on some top secret mission. He won't say where he is and doesn't know when he'll be back. I'm a little worried... the last time we saw each other in person it wasn't so pleasant. I'm sure this mission he's on is dangerous...he needs to keep a clear head.
Nonetheless, I said goodbye to the friends I've made on the Liberty and traveled back to Coruscant to take care of Cesera and wait for him to return, hopefully sooner than later.
At least he promised to call here and then. I'll take what I can get.
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