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The Reunion - Part 33

Summary: Tech learns some valuable intel; Rex meets an old friend; Wolffe is forced to rest; Crosshair and Oleander have a much needed conversation.

A/N: Hello Lovelies,

YEAH!!! I was able to actually write! I’m sooooo happy. I hope this plot line makes up for the two week delay, now that I’m getting use to the routine, it shouldn’t be that long of a wait, hopefully.

I’m gonna start working on Sins of the Father, Gym Membership and Upside Down, in the next few days. Therefore, I beg of you all to just bear with for the time being.

LOVE OO.

Italics - flashback

Warning: Mentions of MIA clones, whining, being followed, drunk person, hiding in the shadows, secret rendezvous, discussions of being left behind, secrets kept, held captive, rescued, mention of alcohol, anger, protests, demonstrations, bomb, explosion, argument, feelings of being ditched, relationship issues, angst, fluff, I think that’s it. If I miss any, please let me know.

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TECH POV

Jaz had been working non-stop since we arrived on Alderaan, it was beginning to worry me a little, ner rid’ika was looking exhausted by the time she made it to our room on the third day. In fact everyone seemed to have relegated themselves to being swamped with work. Wolffe was tirelessly looking over every scrap of information I could find for him, and anything Lady Cora had been able to find with regard to what happened on Coruscant the weeks after Order 66.

Her soft snores filled the room, as I looked over some more data Lady Cora had provided me. It was early in the evening, but my poor cyar’ika just couldn’t keep her eyes open. I sat on the couch, keeping Jaz company while she slept peacefully. We’d heard from Rex and the guys they had arrived on Ord Mantell, they were keeping us apprised of the situation, things were getting … difficult there, apparently anyone and everyone who shared valuable information with the representative of the Empire earned some credits.

Walking around Ord Mantell was about to get a lot more difficult. How were Wolffe and Fives going to make it to Rex’s ship? For that matter, how were the guys going to make it off Ord Mantell?

We’d need to find support and a way to stop the Empire and soon, if things that are happening on Ord Mantell are happening elsewhere, no planet or moon will be safe, everyone will turn on each other for credits.

I was perusing the list of MIA when I came across our names, it made me chuckle. If they only knew what we were really up to, they would prioritize looking for us.

My hand stopped when I came across the following clone numbers.

A-17 (Alpha)

A-26 (Maze)

A-30 (Sull)

A-66 (Muzzle)

CC-5108/8843 (Corr)

N-5 (Prudii)

N-6 (Kom’rk)

N-7 (Mereel)

N-10 (Jaing)

N-11 (Ordo)

N-12 (A’den)

RC-1207 (Sev)

RC-3222 (Atin)

RC-8015 (Fi)

The Nulls and Alphas had been some of the fiercest clones in Kamino, the fact they were all MIA was surprising and hardly coincidental.

“Tech?”

I glanced over to Jaz, who’s face was buried in her pillow, “Yes rid’ika?”

“When you coming to bed?”

I couldn’t help smirking, “Can’t sleep without me, mesh’la?”

“No” her muffled sleepy voice was quite endearing, “I need to hug you to sleep”

“There’s my pillow, cyar’ika”

“Techhhh” Jaz whined, I couldn’t help chuckling as I walked over to the bed, placing the datapad on the table, as soon as I laid down beside her, her arms wrapped around me faster than a speeder on Tatooine. For a minute I thought I was being attacked by a rathtar, a very tiny, lovable and completely smitten rathtar. I wrapped my arms around her pulling her closer to me.

“Is this better?” I mumbled into her ear, she nodded as her head rested against my chest. Feeling her breath even out, relaxed me completely. I closed my eyes, knowing this will probably be the last time we could actually rest, once we leave Alderaan things were going to be very different. Especially, if we could somehow find those missing Alphas, Nulls, and Commandos.

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REX POV

The dark at least afforded me the cover I so desperately needed, I needed to be able to meet with my contact and getting to hangar B-0774 was becoming difficult on it’s own. Everyone was on alert, and watching everyone’s movements. It was almost as though they were all itching to earn a few credits. Ironic really, seeing as how everyone hated the Empire, yet it was the Empire that was putting money into their pockets.

The closer I got to the hangar, the greater the chances were I was going to be seen. We needed to get out of this city, and to get in touch with the guys. I pulled the hoodie further down hiding as much of my face as possible.

“Hey!”

Damn it! I shifted towards a darker ally, slipping into the shadows, slowly and silently, hoping it would throw off whoever called out. A dark figure lingered in the entrance of the alleyway, as I hid behind a sewer pipe.

“Where did ya go?” The person seemed to sway from side to side, clearly drunk. There was a time to fight and there was a time to stay still. This was the latter. If I could have them pass me by, I could sneak out of the alleyway back on my way to the hangar bay.

“Did you fly away?” They stood peering up into the sky, there was something oddly familiar about the voice, “Fly … fly … fly away” It sounded wilty, “Just like a moth flying away only to be caught by the spider.” They turned looking into my direction, I could feel my pulse racing, if it weren’t for the shadow completely incapsulating me, I have no doubt they would’ve found me. They let out a long sigh, crouching on the ground, their features were completely covered, making it difficult to make out their face, yet something about their manners seemed familiar.

Eventually, they stood looking into the darkness where I hid for a moment longer, before heading out of the alleyway. I closed my eyes, letting out a deep breath of anxiety I had been holding in. I didn’t know who that was, frankly I didn’t want to know. I inched further and further out, there was no one around, and I didn’t have time to waste anymore. I had to meet my contact.

I entered the hangar, making sure no one had followed me.

“Even though there’s no more rank, I technically still outrank you, right?”

I let out a chuckle, “In my book, experience outranks everything, Commander Tano”

Ahsoka simply smiled before walking over and giving me a hug, “Long time Rex”

“Glad to see you’re safe, sorry about bringing you here, vod’ika” She patted my back before motioning me over to a bench, “You here by yourself?”

“No. Trace and Rafa had to make a delivery, so it worked out. When I hadn’t heard from you in a while, I got a little worried”

“I understand, sorry about that. We were … in hiding.”

“We?”

“Yeah, there’s a fair bit I need to tell you about, so I suggest getting comfy …” It felt oddly comforting telling Ahsoka about it all.

“Tala… hmm, her codename was Halcyon correct?”

“Yeah that’s her.”

“I had no idea she was force sensitive; however, it makes sense there are fewer of us now. Those who are in touch with the force no doubt feel the imbalance.”

“I’m sorry this is probably not helping”

“Knowledge whether good or bad always helps, Rex. I’m glad to hear that Fives and Echo are doing well and have found each other again. I’m also quite happy to hear that you have rescued both Wolffe and Cody. Though knowing you, you would’ve found a way to save them regardless.”

“Thanks for the vote of confidence”

“Always. Tell me in your travels, have either you or your companions learned of anything that we can use to unite those fighting against the Empire?”

“Not necessarily unite, however, we have learned there is a new trusted advisor.”

“Who?”

“A Chiss named Thrawn, we’ve learned he’s become a Vice-Admiral just recently.”

“I see. There has to be some way to unify all the different factions.”

I smirked thinking back to our time on Onderon, “What if you contacted only the leaders of each group, through an assumed identity.”

“Would that be trustworthy? Some have had a very hard time with trusting one another.”

“Only way to build trust is with time and experience.”

Ahsoka had a soft smile on her face as she looked up to the night sky of Ord Mantell, “It’s been a long time since we sat side-by-side planning missions and coming up with different battle strategies.”

I followed her gaze as the stars began littering the night sky, somewhere out there was Vane on the same ship as Thrawn, I couldn’t help but think back to our last conversation before we rescued that pompous prick.

“Rex, you know if we had met … if we had a different life…” her hand caressed my face, I closed my eyes trying to remember that warmth, “Everything I ever told you was true, I love you, Rex. More than you can possibly know.”

“I just don’t understand why you didn’t tell me, why you didn’t just explain …”

“Explain what? That I had found out the truth about what Order 66 meant, that the Chancellor was really behind it all …” she sat on the bed of the motel rubbing her forehead, I could still hear Cody and Gregor talking to each other they weren’t loud enough for me to make out what exactly they were saying, however, it was the only noise that filled the room, while she sat there contemplating what to tell me. “Rex, you have to understand, I had no idea what command would have triggered you, what if I said the wrong thing and it caused you to turn on me? Or what if I accidentally triggered Order 66 in you and you went to kill all the Jedi? I … I know I should’ve told you the truth, I should’ve persuaded you to leave with me. Then I could’ve found that chip in your head, but you didn’t want to leave.”

“How could I leave my vode when you weren’t telling me anything?” I ran my fingers through my hair, as I took the seat beside her, “Why not just admit the truth, Vane” I turned to look in her eyes, there were tears brimming her eyelashes.

“What do you mean?”

“You were scared of me, scared of what I could’ve done to you”

She shook her head from side-to-side, “That’s not true!”

“Then why not tell me?” I felt a tear escape down my cheek, I quickly wiped it and turned away from her face, “You told me you loved me, but if you couldn’t even trust me enough to know I would never harm you, regardless of what any chip tried to tell me to do …”

“You don’t know that, you can’t say for sure”

“Actually, I can” my hand clenched against the bedding as I thought back to when the chip kept telling me to kill Ahsoka, but no matter how hard it tried to order me to kill all the Jedi, I couldn’t pull the trigger, not on my vod’ika. I slowly told Vane about what happened onboard that Venator, and despite how hard I tried, I still pulled the trigger.

“I’m sorry, Rex. I should have taken you with me, I should’ve …”

“It’s in the past, now. Nothing we can do about it.” It was true no matter how hard I wanted to fight with her, tell her she should never have left my side, she made her decision and I couldn’t stop her. “Why did you join back up again?”

I felt her finger trail closer to my hand, I turned to look at her, her eyes were focused on our hands that lay beside each other without shifting to reach out to one another, there was clearly too much anger and pain between the two of us. Despite the fact, I still loved her, I couldn’t be as close to her as I was before, no matter how much my heart thumped in my chest ready to break out.

“When I ran, I found myself …” she chuckled shaking her head, “I found myself stuck”

“What do you mean?”

“The ship I was on was attacked by pirates, we were saved by another ship, a crew of men and women I had never seen before.”

“What do you mean?”

“Have you ever heard of the Chiss?” I shook my head, no, “They come from the unknown regions of space, they’re a warrior type group of people, intelligent, methodical … anyway one of the men, Mitth’raw’nuruodo, wanted to learn more about the Republic. He was looking for a strong alliance to help his people, when the Republic reorganized itself into the Galactic Empire, he offered his allegiance to Palpatine, hoping it would be beneficial to his people in the end. Anyway, as part of my thanks for his rescue, I helped him join the Royal Imperial Academy, part of his agreement to be of benefit to the Emperor, he asked for me to be a part of the Empire and for my defect to be pardoned. Anyway, before long we …” She cleared her throat, she’s right I didn’t need to more about that, “Once I got my status back, one of the first things I did was look up your name, when I saw your name on a KIA list it broke me. I vowed to bring down the Empire for you, and then when we ran into each again … I couldn’t let you go.”

“I know, I felt the same.”

She let out a deep sigh, “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, Rex” tears streamed down her cheek, I wrapped my arms around her pulling her closer to me, I closed my eyes feeling her weight against my chest, feeling her warmth in my arms. Maker! I missed her.

“Listen, we should get out of here before someone reports you missing”

“I know. Can we just stay like this for a minute longer?”

“Sure” Silence filled the room, my heart was beating loudly in my ears, I didn’t want to let her go, “I still love you, Vane. Though, we’re not together and can’t be together anymore, I … I still need you to be safe.”

“Me too” she pulled her head away looking into my eyes, “I need you safe Rex” her hand cupped my cheek, there was so much being said in her eyes, the way they bore into mine, occasionally flicking down to look at my lips. The air was heavy with tension, when a beeping from her comm interrupted us. I pulled away, putting on my helmet, calling the guys to the back of the building. Our time was up, whether we would ever have a chance to meet again was up in the air, whether either of us would survive was also up in the air. I stared out the window to the streets below, lost in thought, when I felt her hand on my back.

“Here, take this”

I turned to face her, as she pressed a data-coder into my hand, “What’s this?”

“A list of clones that are still alive, living between life and death on the front lines of the Empire, if anyone would be willing to help your cause, it’ll be them. I’ll try and get you any kind of information I can, when I can. If only there was a way I could send you information without alerting the world.”

“We’ll find a way. We always do … right?”

“We’ll find a way”

“Come on, Gregor and Cody are waiting for us”

“Wait … Gregor and Cody?”

“Come on, I’ll explain a bit more”

“You ran into Vane didn’t you?”

I turned to look at Ahsoka, a smile on her lips, “What’s make you think that?”

“You always had that goofy smile when you thought of her, or talked to her, or saw her” she smirked. “Was it a good or bad meeting?”

“It was a good meeting on one hand and a bad one on the other”

“I understand. Relationships are …”

“Complicated”

“Very”

I chuckled as I bumped her shoulder, “It was good to see you. Hopefully, this will help you” I passed her the data-coder Vane had given to me, all those weeks ago.

“What is it?”

“According to Vane, it’s a list of clones that might be looking for a chance to fight back”

“Well then, let’s see what we can do to give them that chance”

I stood from my seat, looking at the ship belonging to Trace and Rafta, “I can’t believe that bucket of bolts is able to get off the ground”

“Don’t let them hear you say that, they’re very attached to their bucket of bolts”

I chuckled, nodding, “I can understand that” I turned to look at my vod’ika, hugging her one last time, “Until the next time, Commander”

“Until the next time, Captain”

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CID POV

“About time you made it back” my eyes narrowed on the blonde clone that finally entered the parlour again, “You were longer than you said.” My eyes glanced to the chrono on the wall, as I walked past him, I made sure to walk his calf with my stick.

“Sorry” he mumbled as he winced from the pain, “I was almost discovered.”

“What do you mean?”

“Someone spotted me and followed me into an alley”

“What happened?” Rex took his time explaining what happened and the strangeness of their appearance and actions, as he spoke he followed me to the counter, as I poured him a drink. “Hmmm” I leaned against the bar behind me, “That’s not the first time I heard something similar.”

“What do you mean?” He glanced up from his drink.

“A few days ago, one of my other hunters came in telling me something similar happened to them, someone called out to them, when they ignore the call it appears a drunken fool seems to follow them for a short term and then disappears.”

“Who do you think it could be?”

I shook my head, “Don’t know, could just be a drunken fool for all we know”

“True”

He seemed solemn, almost depressed “Something else happened though, didn’t it?”

“No” he mumbled as he finished his drink, “I’m gonna head up”

“Hmmm, alright. You’ll have to be up in a few hours to clean this place.”

Rex simply huffed and shook his head, “Always grateful you’re there to lend a listening ear, Cid” he stood heading towards the stairs leading up to their apartment.

“Hey” he stopped at the foot of the stairs turning back to look at me, “Pay attention cause I’m only going to say this once” I stepped closer lowering my voice, “I’m not here to be your shoulder to cry on, I’m here to make sure Tala, the light of my life is safe. However, that doesn’t mean I’m as cold hearted as I appear to be. Whatever is going on with you is your business, if you want to talk about then I’m here to listen, alright there sunshine”

“Sunshine?”

“You got a problem with that?”

He chuckled rubbing his forehead, “Not at all”

“Well, then sleep well” I turned heading to my office, thinking about the drunken fool. This was the fourth occurrence I heard, it’s definitely something to talk about with the other shop keepers. I headed towards the back room, that was one issue solved, now for the next one. The door slid open, as my guest stood there, “Thank you for waiting.”

“Having trouble with your in-house guests” she motioned towards the direction Rex walked up.

“Not at all, just had to confirm some information. Anyways, Fennec, tell me what brings you here.” A smile graced her lips as she pulled out a puck, tossing it on to my desk as the image appeared, I couldn’t believe my eyes, “What’s this?” I motioned my head to the image.

“Someone’s looking for her”

“Who?”

“Does it matter”

“Kind of does”

Fennec sighed, “All I know is it’s someone with rank”

“Rank? Empire rank?” She simply nodded “But why Kambie, of all people for them to look for, why her? It’s not like she has any special abilities.”

“Maybe it’s not her abilities”

“What do you mean?”

“If I was looking for someone, I wouldn’t necessarily look for them, but for their associates”

“You saying they’re targeting her to get to the others” Fennec simply shrugged, standing from her seat, grabbing the puck and putting it in her pocket.

“Listen only reason I’m telling you this, is because I admire the kid. When I had her with me, she didn’t whine or complain, or even beg, she simply sat there and waited to be handed over. Even the way they all looked after her when we met up - - anyway, point is give them a heads up.”

“Will do”

Fennec nodded and headed out, I sat down in my chair letting out a deep sigh. Another thing to deal with, first dealing with the three pets upstairs, the drunken fool, and now this. I deserve a vacation after this, or at the very least somewhere I don’t have to deal with all this ridiculousness.

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WOLFFE POV

“… As you can see behind me, Olim, the sheer amount of demonstrators and protestors marching along Coruscant’s main pathway towards the Senate buildings is slightly overwhelming. The Coruscanti Guards are standing by, waiting and watching for the slightest provocation. According to one anonymous Senator Guard, they were given an express order from the Emperor himself to allow the demonstration to happen, as long as march remains peaceful, no one will intervene.”

“What exactly is the protest, Adik?”

“It seems the original group were protesting against Clones’ Rights. Despite the promise from the Senate, the Jedi and the ex-Chancellor, now Emperor Palpatine, of providing Rights to these clones who have fought for the Republic since the start of the Clone Wars, nothing has been forthcoming. Just recently there was a statement passed through the Senate stating that as the Clones demonstrated their loyalty under the Republic, the Empire is unable to provide them Rights, as they have not shown any loyalty to the Empire as yet. It is quite the controversial topic, Olim.

As I said that was the original group, now it seems various other groups, Anti-Empire groups, Anti-Emperor groups, groups that are both pro and anti clone production, are all seeming to congregate here along the march.

Needless to say, it’s a volatile environment where the slightest provocation could erupt …OH MY MAKER!!! Something … someone … we … escape … bomb …”

Olim blinked a few times as the camera focused back on him, “Adik? Adik are you there? It appears there has been some sort of explosion … hold on … yes! We are getting reports there is quite a large fire … yes, it appears a bomb has exploded in the downtown core … I … Ladies and Gentlemen, please bear with us as we …”

“Wolffe!”

I pressed pause on the newsfeed from the days following Order 66. Looking at Fives who was standing there watching me, “What do you want?”

“Vod, you have to give yourself a break”

“A break? A break?” I threw the datapad down on the table in front of me, “She was there! I can see her clear as day, third row, holding the sign saying ‘Clone Rights now!’ She wasn’t near the explosion. The explosion happened in the middle of the crowd. How can I give up, when this is the first time …”

Fives held up his hands, “Okay, Wolffe. Okay. I’m just saying there’s no point running yourself ragged is there, we know things got hectic the days following Order 66. All I’m saying is, if she’s managed to stay off the Empire’s watchlist, that’s a good thing right? It means she has help. Just don’t kill yourself …”

“What would you do if it was Shaak Ti? Would you go easy? Would you give up?”

He took the seat in front of me, letting out a breath, “No, of course not. However, Cora did bring out a point last night after … um …” he shook his head, “The point I’m trying to make is, if you run yourself ragged, how will you be able to help her if you’re dead?”

I let out a disgruntled growl, leaning back in my chair, “Alright, you got a point.”

“I know I do” he smirked, I shook my head, rolling my eyes. “Listen, what if I look at some of the footage for you, you’ve been up for nearly seventy hours now, let me take over for a little bit, at least until you feel rested enough to continue.” He held out his hand waiting for me to handover the datapad, I cleared my throat, annoyed by all the mixed emotions I was feeling in my chest. At times like this I really missed Plo’buir, he always had this way of helping me figure out what I was feeling.

“Fine. Here.” I grabbed the datapad and shoved it into his hand, probably a lot harder than I needed to, seeing as how Fives winced a little. What a weakling.

“Good, now go get some rest. I’ll mark all the timestamps where …” His expression went blank, I couldn’t help laugh at how scared he looked knowing he forgot her name.

“Chagri. Her name is Chagri”

“Right, I’ll make sure to mark all the timestamps where Chagri appears”

“Fine, but if you miss one, I’ll make sure to leave your body here for Cora to weep over.” I stood from my seat heading to my room, I couldn’t help but grin as I closed the door behind me.

I threw myself down on the bed, looking up at the ceiling, I let out a deep sigh, deeper than anything I let out before, “Chagri, I’ll find you. I promise. Alive or dead, I’ll find you” please dear Maker, please let her be alive.

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CROSSHAIR POV

“I thought you weren’t talking to me” I glanced over to Oly as she sat on the bed, while I put my armour on the stand Fives had made me before he took off with Tech and Wolffe.

“I realized the fight was as much my fault as it was yours, and we need to talk things out”

I let out a sigh, as I laid down in the bed, my arm draped over my eyes, “Fine. Talk.”

“Not like that, I want you to sit up, look me in the eye and hold a proper conversation with me.”

I let out a huff as I sat up and turned to look at her, “Alright, I’m looking at you. Better?”

“Yeah.” She sat there playing with the blanket, before she looked at me, “You can’t take off willy-nilly and expect me to be okay with that.”

“It wasn’t willy-nilly, there were some very odd tracks that we needed to figure out.”

“Fine, I get that, but you should’ve at least told one of us. No one knew where you went for a day and a half! Do you know how freaked out I was? I thought you had fallen somewhere or broken something, not to mention you didn’t answer you maker-forsaken comm. Hunter had to fly over the planet looking for you, while Tala and Echo walked around trying to sense you with the force, or whatever the hell she does.”

“Don’t take it out on Tala”

“I’m not taking it out on her, but it’s interesting how you automatically protect her.”

“We’re not having this argument again” I let out frustratedly, standing and pacing near my armour.

“We’ve never finished this argument! When are you going to wake up and realize she’s not yours! She’ll never be yours, and to stop treating me like I’m some secondary prize that you’re stuck with!”

I stopped at turned to look at her, I couldn’t believe she actually said that, “Is that what you think? That I’m stuck with you?”

“Well the way you dote on her, run to her side, ask her for advice, how could I not! Do you know what it’s like to be standing right beside her, and know that out of the two of us, you would probably save her. What’s worse is I can’t even be mad at her, because she does her very best to remain distant from you!”

I leaned against the wall behind me, propping my head looking up at the ceiling, “That’s far from the truth …” I glanced down to look at her, “Lea, you are … “ I moved to kneel in front of her, taking her hands in mine, “I’m sorry for making you feel that way, it’s so far from the truth I can’t even … yes, I do still have feelings for Tala. I’m sorry about that. No matter, how hard I try, I can’t shake it. However, it doesn’t mean I’m going to act on those feelings, especially when I know it would never work. She’s in love with Echo, and I’m … I’m in love with you. I do admire and respect her, but I am enamoured and wholeheartedly devoted to you. Only you.”

My hand reached up, cupping her cheek, “I’m not good with words, you know that, I’m not good with action either. What I am good with is my rifle, there are times when I have to ask Tala questions on how to handle or deal with something in our relationship, but it doesn’t mean I’m trying to spend time with her. I’ve even made a conscience effort to stop calling her the name you hate. I am so sorry Lea, for making you feel second rate. I am doing the best I can and clearly my best isn’t good enough for you.”

“Don’t do that”

“Do what?”

“Gaslight me, try to make it seem as though I’m the one with the problem. If you respected and were as devoted to me as you said, why wouldn’t you have sent a message telling me you were taking off for a day and a half. Why wouldn’t you have answered our calls?”

“Lea, I couldn’t answer because those stupid Fathiers stomped my comm. I didn’t tell anyone about taking off, because I hadn’t expected to be gone for as long as I was. Honestly, Lea, if I had even thought it would’ve taken me that long, I would’ve told someone. Definitely would’ve told you.”

“Cross, I just don’t know …”

“My Queen, if you want to end this …”

“Oh no. No. If you want to end this, you’ll have to be the one to do it. I’m not going to make it easy for you.”

“Alright, my Queen.” I smirked, “Just know, I’m not ending this either. I love you, and I am sorry for everything.”

“How sorry?” She smirked back

“How sorry do you want me to be?”

“Hand over your rifle for a week”

“Are you insane?”

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Brigette Suchy Von Weissenfeld Boland

July 30 1935 -Deutsch Kroner. In Pomerania. Walcz

https://youtu.be/m3BjWqSsZY8

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https://thebookof25.wordpress.com/2017/08/23/the-ma-boland-design-project/

The MA BOLAND Project began in an off the cuff remark that it was Gitty’s 82 Birthday and would it not be nice to do something special for this remarkable woman. I had known the Boland family for years at 60 via the families’ connection – I have known them personally for 40 years. But as GB and I discussed the process – I was showing her fabrics – saris etc. that I had seen and as a souvenir I had made a shirt – that triggered a wow from GB I quite like the Pink and Orange combo. FROM GERMANY – IRELAND – TRINIDAD OMG - CANFUKDA

So that started out a simple – request for a 72 x 40 inch table cloth. That became 18 yards of fabric – 2 table clothes – 4 runners – 10 napkins. Then the conversation became OMG – we have to have table mats to protect the fabric. As this was a table cloth culinary disaster about to happen – so I thought – just print out 7 mats and laminate them and voila problem solved.. Then I learned that Ma Boland was actually from a very old aristocratic Prussian family – with names like Brigette Suchy Von Weissenfelt & Von Lewinsky and like many Prussian Germanic noble families circa both world wars – the families were stripped off everything – titles – wealth – land etc,

I thought it would be fun to use the family crests and design the Table Mats – as if they were circa 1600-1800. The results are what you see. But getting them to that patina – of age – decadence – aristocratic elegance was work. I had to make everything and I had wanted lots of crystal…like embellishments – that meant I smashed liquor bottles – and pounded them like a cave man until I had glass dust – shards etc. I used heat – the microwave – chemistry - bleach- hydrogen peroxide – salt etc to break the glass and to get it to gleam. It worked. The finishing touches are days away. As I need to set it all in RESIN of a depth between ½ inch to maybe an inch. Yikes 2.2 cm. That meant a lengthy curing time (2-3 weeks) and weight and that meant shipping etc. But it’s a beautiful moment in time – as it will be a fine book ending to a life where her ancestral history comes back to life.

God Bless MA Boland and her children. Her Birthday has passed but her astrological birthday is 82 days after her date of birth – July 30th 1935 + 82 days = 20 October 2017

https://www.linkedin.com/pulse/ma-boland-design-project-30071935-hessenmama-brigette-de-caermichael?published=t

So let’s see if all can be done and reach Canada from Malaysia in time. ???

On july 30th in history - :

579 Benedict I ends his reign as Catholic Pope -657 St Vitalian begins his reign as Catholic Pope succeeding Eugene I.

Brigette Suchy Von Weissenfeld Boland

July 30 1935 -Deutsch Kroner. In Pomerania. Walcz

Gabriela Elizabeth Suchy Von Weissenfeld Boland

INGRID Suchy Von Weissenfeld Boland

https://www.linkedin.com/pulse/ma-boland-design-project-30071935-hessenmama-cristoph-de-caermichael?published=t

https://thebookof25.wordpress.com/2017/08/23/the-ma-boland-design-project/

https://youtu.be/mAPQEIDN7hE

THE Shaman’s quest. Story to come but here are the videos. The full documentary is 40 minutes. ENJOY! https://youtu.be/OBXhGdg8bsk

https://thebookof25.wordpress.com/2017/08/05/the-shamans-quest-malaysia-a-contagious-miasma/

https://thebookof25.wordpress.com/2017/02/21/the-adventure-of-traveling-the-world/

https://www.instagram.com/cristophde/

This is the musical collage of the Shaman's journey. https://youtu.be/DusxFgXVQsg

· https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m9gQwobtLYM&t=2s

· https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ro8-vsbqeoI

· https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hLu_LKu7jZA

https://www.facebook.com/thehermetic.angeltarot

· https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5TqmOqj9Sx8&t=3s

· https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-iwbVpUdnis

· https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_lu1DLKiLDw

· https://youtu.be/5TqmOqj9Sx8

· https://youtu.be/-281V6E31Y8

· https://youtu.be/nmQgBTXHdAA

· https://thebookof25.wordpress.com/2017/08/23/the-ma-boland-design-project/

· THAD TAROT

· https://thebookof25.wordpress.com/2015/05/19/thad-tarot-by-cristoph/

· https://www.facebook.com/THAD-TAROT-1405492593066061/?fref=ts

· https://www.facebook.com/thehermetic.angeltarot

· https://youtu.be/Sfnvgbp-3sM

· https://youtu.be/xYX7h85fAW4

· https://youtu.be/MYFc69caOJ4

· https://youtu.be/Z85auqP-NUE

· https://youtu.be/-Fahv8hyk0Y

· https://thebookof25.wordpress.com/2016/03/10/languages-save-lives/

· https://youtu.be/QJJZTo_W7FI

· https://youtu.be/H4oduK43vYc

· http://cristoph-de-caermichael.skyrock.com/profil/

· https://youtu.be/vGO3vzGOFBw

· -Un esclusivo sguardo affascinante nel mondo segreto dello sciamanesimo malese di origine antropologica. Avvertendo immagini intense che ritraggono l'inferno di Dante attraverso statue.Alcune delle immagini sono inquietanti e possono influire sulle menti di alcuni spettatori. Questo è tutto reale e gli eventi spettrali avvengono in questo regno buio che ricorda Tartaro.

· Nella mitologia greca Tartaro (/ tɑːrtərəs /; Greco antico: Τάρταρος Tartaros) è l'abisso profondo che viene utilizzato come una prigione di tormento e sofferenza per i malvagi e come la prigione per i Titani. Tartaro è il luogo dove, secondo Platone a Gorgias (400 aC), le anime sono state giudicate dopo la morte e dove i malvagi hanno ricevuto la punizione divina. Come altri soggetti primari (come la Terra, la Notte e l'Ora), Tartaro è stato considerato anche una forza primordiale o una divinità. The Videos will real Dante’s inferno and it’s a journey taken by few.

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Saari residency photo diary

1 March 2016: home for the next two months

A photo diary documenting my Saari Residency, in Finland, March/April 2016, beginning research and development for a new project exploring the evolution – and construction – of Finnish identity within forest-lore, at the heart of which, I intend to create a composition for voice and musical saw, composed from fragments of Finnish forest-related songs.

Thanks to Hanna Nurminen, Iiris Lahti, Pirre Naukkarinen and Kone Foundation for the opportunity and support; Leena Paaskoski and Reetta Karhunkorva for access to the incredible collection of lumberjack song-manuscripts at the Lusto Forest Museum; Risto Blomster for guiding me through the extensive song recording archives at the Finnish Literature Society, Helsinki; Markku Nieminen and Ville Nyman at Juminkeko centre for Kalevala and Karelian culture for the recordings; the Alajärvi family for your hospitality and kindness; and my fellow artists-in-residence for your good company.

2 March 2016: studio for the next two months

2 March 2016: heating up the sauna

4 March 2016: here hare

5 March 2016: Slowly settling into life at 'saari', in residence with this lovely group of artists, writers, dancers & composers.

6 March 2016: the view from my desk

notebook extracts: roots as narrative, framework: the Finnish art review

7 March 2016: safety precautions

9 March 2016: the shore marsh meadow, beginning to thaw, waits for the birds

9 March 2016: This morning, while walking in the forest, I called out to the raven and he replied! He told me that spring will come soon. Listen to our conversation here

10 March 2016: a new moon outline to be completed at full moon (lintutorni, mietoistenlahti)

10 March 2016: The great thaw has begun. Is this a lake or a field? All will be revealed soon...

11 March 2016: Gerry Loose's tree circle sanctuary in the spring sunshine at Saari residence

12 March 2016: last season's scarecrow

notebook extracts: the question of karelia – framework: the Finnish art review

13 March 2016: shadow on wallpaper

13 March 2016: every day more green is revealed

14 March 2016: emerging green

15 March 2016: receding white

15 March 2016: Packing my bags and heading east tomorrow for a few days, to visit Lusto Metsämuseo (Lusto Forest Museum). I will be researching finnish forest-related songs in their archive. Here is a pic from their photo collection

16 March 2016: straight lines, from the train across the country

16 March 2016: notebook extract – forest is perceived as wilderness but in reality is production landscape

16 March 2016: Borderlands: passing through South Karelia on the train. It is pitch black outside so I can't see a thing. But I know that to my left is Finland and to my right is Russia. One day I'd like to cross this border...

17 March 2016: It is still winter in the east. A man fishing on the ice.

17 March 2016: Just had a wee chat with this guy. Here he is mid call, flying over my head. The sound of his wings sent shivers down my spine.

18 March 2016: In the archive of Lusto forest museum, this huge pile of manuscripts contains hundreds of forest-related and lumberjack songs... I certainly have my work cut out for me!

18 March 2016: Lusto Forest Museum Archive film – peeling the bark from felled tree logs, in preparation for floating the timber. Watch here

18 March 2016: Lusto Forest Museum Archive film – transporting logs across land. Watch here.

18 March 2016: Lusto Forest Museum Archive film – floating the logs. Watch here

18 March 2016: sunshine through the pine

Lusto Forest Museum have published a collection of lumberjack and forest work songs, along with archive photographs, in this beautiful book.

19 March 2016: a diagram showing the various ways humans utilise trees. (lusto forest museum)

19 March 2016: A forester's portable cabin, a space for rest, food and sleep. (lusto forest museum)

19 March: Seventeenth century engraving – a Finn hunting a bear (lusto forest museum)

notebook extracts: from Tree People, Ritva Kovalainen and Sanni Seppo – tree of life / sacred trees

German priests felling sacred trees of Estonia, 19th century drawing based on a 13th century story

notebook extract: forest spirits

Trees that look like people wrapped in blankets. Photo is by Ritva Kovalainen & Sanni Seppo.

20 March 2016: This wee lassie is getting ready for Virpominen - a folk tradition on Palm Sunday, where children dress as witches, carrying decorated willow branches door-to-door, reciting spring blessings, receiving chocolate eggs in return...

20 March 2016: Virvon, varvon, tuoreeks terveeks, tulevaks vuodeks; vitsa sulle, palkka mulle! / Here I go a-waving willow, wishing you a healthy green year; here's a willow wand for you, now a treat for me!

20 March 2016: a five year old artist's decorated eggs

notebook extracts: forest cover, from Tree People

Antti Lohilahti has taken the forest prisoner and is calling the cows out of forest cover, 1917

from Tree People

Binding the forest to escape forest cover, 1955

20 March 2016: Kantele player in Ilomantsi, Karelia - as depicted in a drawing by Gustaf Retzius from 1878

karjan kutsuhuuto – Cow calling song, from Savo, the area in Finland where my mother is from. Calling the cows in from the forest. Link to extract of film here. Complete film here.

Mum's family on both her mother's and father's sides were farmers. Here is my Mummo (Finnish for Grandma) milking a cow and my mum and aunt in the background. Mum remembers her aunt calling the cows in from the forest, and the sound of their cowbells.

20 March 2016: Various Finnish company stamps, marking sawmill timber Lusto Forest Museum)

21 March 2016: sauna

22 March 2016: A basket of rye grass (rairuoho) beginning to grow, brings springtime into the house.

23 March 2016: filling in the chalk moon at full moon (lintutorni, mietoistenlahti)

25 March 2016: Reading Material – On the train north to visit my kin, getting stuck into this crackin' book on Karelian oral poetry...

notebook extracts

26 March 2016: Naava (old man's beard)

26 March 2016: Kokko Oulujärvilä (bonfire on the oulu-lake) - a fire festival on the ice to bring in the spring (near Kajaani)

27 March: In Iisalmi, slightly dewy-eyed after lighting a candle and laying flowers at my mummo's grave (my grandmother) alongside my ukki (grandfather) and setä (uncle) who both died before I was born.

27 March 2016: In iisalmi watching people fishing in the ice, at Poro Selka (reindeer's back) as the ice begins to melt.

28 March 2016: morning light in Kajaani

28 March 2016: Ahma juoksi takkarannassa järven jäällä!!! Just now a wolverine ran close to the houses at takkarantta! I missed seeing him/her close up, but here are the tracks.

28 March 2016: joutsenen siipi - whooper swan's wing

29 March 2016: Just had an amazing afternoon at Juminkeko - a centre for Karelian traditional culture and the Kalevala - based in Kuhmo, Kainu. I was gifted with wonderful recordings from their sound archive. Jussi Huovinen (pictured here) is the last living runo singer in Viena Karelia.

30 March 2016: leppä - alder

30 March 2016: birch timber

30 March 2016: loom

31 March 2016: Arrived in Helsinki, to visit the sound archives at the Finnish Literature Society in Helsinki

31 March 2016: Inside archive heaven at the Finnish Literature Society in Helsinki

1 April 2016: Song hunting in the sound archive at the Finnish Literature Society

4 April 2016: Remember this view? Turned out to be a field.

4 April 2016: Beginning to play and compose with fragments of Finnish forest-related songs

5 April 2016: Nain iloiten vain ma laulelen (just like this I sing rejoicing):

7 April 2016: a new moon outline to be completed at full moon (mietoistenlahti)

7 April 2016: Another name for pokasaha (frame saw) is nälkäviulu (hunger violin). The photo was taken in the 1950s and is from the Lusto forest museum archive.

7 April 2016: ice formed in the curve of a boulder

12 April 2016: "I roamed the great forests as a wolf, magnificent wildwoods as a bear" - song fragment collected in 1906, in Soikkola, a former village in Ingria

Karelian Embroidery

15 April 2016: last night's sunset glow

22 April 2016: filling in the chalk moon at full moon (mietoistenlahti)

23 April 2016: artists-and-writers-in-residence

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