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Jake Daniels

Jake Daniels

Member Since 03 Apr 2016
Offline Last Active Mar 13 2019 11:17 AM

In Topic: The Rise of a Duke

01 March 2019 - 04:55 PM

Jake stood at his nearest window. His eyes watched the few remaining stragglers gradually make their way into the Manor. Of each was dressed and of course each was coupled with someone else. That had always been one of Jakes greatest quirks. His need for companionship. He was envious of those that had what he struggled to truly comprehend.


"Are you ok Sir?" The guard asked.


"I am." Jake replied. He wasn't.


Jake was handed a small glass of dark whiskey. Jake had recently acquired a taste of hard whiskey. He had a glass a day, no more and no less. Just another byproduct of the past year of his endeavor to handle a threat to his family. 


"Thank you." Jake softly replied.


Lady Silencia had been his compass. When hell broke lose, Jake always had a needle to guide him. Cerusia Shamalain had taken that roll until her death. Though he had longed hoped she would take up the roll once more upon his waking, Jake had learned a heart shattering truth about her. One that he kept to himself and hid from his sons... for now.


There of course had been Valae Heavenshield but again - the unfortunate circumstances of the past year had meant she was no longer his moral compass. If he could explain, he would. Yet pride prevented him from going back. He broke her heart... just as he broke everyone elses.


Then there was Ereza She served as the new Mal'ary'ush to the Noghri.  Jake viewed her much like he viewed his Master. With the utmost respect.  If she needed Jake, he'd be there just as he had for Lady Silencia. She was brutally honest with the Knight, even if he didn't like it. She spoke words only that needed to be spoken; nothing more.  Just like Silencia. 


"Sir, it is time." The Guard spoke.


"So it is." Jake said as he took a gulp of the whiskey. 


Dear God... how Jake truly missed his Master.

In Topic: The Rise of a Duke

10 February 2019 - 12:57 PM

Anahita's hands clasped together, fingers intertwined. Her eyes watched the movement of the people below. The majority of people were paired off and speaking with other couples. The Duke had gone to great lengths to ensure that his targets had the best comfort possible when meeting him and what comfort was better than to be accompanied by one's companion? She, like the guards, truly had memorized names to faces. The Duke had done his research. He had been thorough. That was one of his strongest traits; attention to detail. Nothing was overlooked.

"Lady Anahita." A guard said walking up with a data pad. "I have the guest registry as requested."
"Thank you Thomas." Anahita replied. 
Her fingers began to flick through photos. Her eyes rose, then fell, rose then again fell as she mentaly ticked off whom had come. However when she came across a few names that the faces did not match the names, she gave momentary pause.
"I thought only two people had stolen invites."
The Guard replied, "Another three have shown. We are keeping a very careful watch of their movements and behaviors. The moment they do anything, we'll act."
"No." Anahita replied. 
"The Duke doesn't want a scene. If they do anything escort them away and let the Duke handle it." Anahita explained. "Only act if its an immediate threat to him or us." 
"As you say, Ma'am." The reply being the traditional response within the Dukes home.
She handed off the data pad to the guard and turned her attention back to the crowd below. 
"Honored Guests." Her voice was seductivily feminine yet had an unmistakable tone of authority. Her posture as strong, her gaze unwavering. She was the epitome of what a strong woman should strive to be. Anahita's eyes drifted form face to face, not making the previous error of lingering to long on any one as to give those that were here uninvited the cue that their party crashing had been noticed.
"The Honorable Duke of Honoghr wishes to inform you he will be slightly delayed in his arrival to this evenings events. He asks that you enjoy the bounty he had prepared while he tends to some personal matters." With a wave of her hand Anahita signaled the concierges to bring forth plates filled with delicacies from across the galaxy. 
"Is the duke ok?" One voice called out.
Anahita looked to the originator of the voice. Sir Edmund Fitzpatrick, developer of some of the galaxies most secure prisons and world class suck up, "Of course. No need to fear. He hasn't gotten his tie stuck in a zipper." There were subtle laughs to the joke, the joke that made Anahita cringe. "Again, enjoy the evening. He will be here shortly."

In Topic: The Rise of a Duke

08 February 2019 - 10:57 AM

Silent footsteps made their way down one hall and through another. They belonged to a beautiful vessel whom just as quietly made her way through the seemingly never ending maze that was the manor. A stride of purpose, the tanned brunette wore a gown that was meant to catch the eye. She had to stand out; that was part of her role for the evening’s events. Still though, she had to check in on someone. Ascending a small spiral staircase, the woman passed two guards whom made no motion to stop her as she came to a door at the end of a hall. This hallway, unlike the others held only this single door. Raising her hand she knocked gently.

Instantly the door was opened by yet another guard whom stepped aside so she could enter. Stepping just inside the door, the guard shut it so that she could have her privacy with its occupant.

“Don’t just stand at the door.” A voice called out. “Take a seat.”

“As you say, Sire.” The woman replied as she made her way to one of the two chairs before the fireplace. Her attention fell onto the portrait that hung just above its banister. That of a beautiful maiden. The name plaque at the bottom of the frame was that of one Valae Heavenshield. There was a story here; one that woman had dared not inquire about.

“Is everything ok, Lady Anahita?” The voice asked from a side room, its door only slightly ajar. Based on a flickering shadows it was apparent the Duke was still getting dressed.

“Yes, Sire. The guests are arriving. I wish to inform you that all of those with Rose labeled invitations have made their arrival.” Anahita replied.


“But I believe some of the invitiations may not have reached their targeted destinations. The faces that you had us memorize do not match the names that have been appearing.” Anahita explained.

“How many?”

“Two, Sire.”

There was a pause, as slight as it was, Anahita noticed it immediately.


“Go about things as normal. It appears our evening will be more eventful than we anticipated.”

“As you say, Sire.”

The door to the side room swung open.

Anahita came to an immediate stand and lowered her head ever so slightly.

“Come now, Anahita. There is none of that from any of you within this house. You know the rules.”

“I do, Sire.” Anahita said raising her gaze.

Her eyes fell upon the frame of a slender man dressed in a tuxedo unique unto itself. The darkness of the slacks and best constrasted the purity of white that was the shirt. One’s eyes fell upon the bowtie however, as it was a mix of white and black. The suit was a representation of the man himself; a man whom balanced himself between the of light and dark. Dangerous. Caring. The Duke was a paradox; as cliché’ as one might call him.

The Duke’s eyes looked up to the picture of Valae, “Any word from Midvinter?”

The guard by the door spoke up, “None sir. Should we receive it, we will alert you immediately.”

A small frown could be seen in the corner of the dukes lips.

“Head back down to the gathering. Make the announcement that I will only be delayed slightly.”

“As you say, Sire.” Anahita replied.

“Oh, Anahita.”

The Duke’s voice brought the woman to a dead stop just as she was exiting, “Sire?”

“Do let me know if anymore… reservations are misappropriated.”

“As you say, Sire.”

In Topic: A Frozen Treasure

19 May 2018 - 05:31 PM

Rania bit at her finger nail as she casually walked around the room. For a few moments the Twi'lek worked on formulating her answer. Valae had answered and Rania believed her. That's all she could ask for.Hopefully Valae would continue to be up to the challenge of helping Jake keep the cap on the darkness in his soul.


"I was only curious." Rania replied. "I know Jake has been thinking a lot about the future. Call me a bit overprotective of him, I just wanted to make sure there aren't any speed bumps to come up. Well..." Rania tilted her head as she looked at Valae and chuckled, "except for when he gets himself into trouble."


Rania continued to look around the room, taking in the simplistic beauty of it, "I know Midvinter wouldn't be the first target for most governments to attack but if anyone ever did, at least the home has fortification beneath the ground. A cold ground is as strong as concrete which is why I believe built the home with the majority of the footage beneath the surface."


"Now, how about we eat?" Rania grinned as she intertwined her arm with Valae's and pulled her along, "The boys had better be done by now!"


As Rania and Valae emerged from the basements the smell of the food had already filled the first floor. Closing the door behind them, Rania followed the salty scent to the dining room where Cody had already partially set the table with silverware.At the head nearest them sat a pale Jake. His eyes closed though he was awake. His breathing was still labored.


"You were told to stay in bed." Rania said.


Umako snorted as he walked in carrying some food, "That's what I told him. Man's too stubborn for his own good. I would have brought him a plate upstairs."


Jake perked a brow but didn't open his eyes, "We eat together."


Rania motioned for Valae to take the head opposite Jake. In terms of dining, the heads of the table were meant for the heads of the family. Together they oversaw all gathered. It was her right. Rania took a seat near Valae.


Umako set out everyone's plates, "Lamb lung and loin with rice. Red wine to enhance flavor. Simple but filling."


Cody set out several wine glasses and carefully filled them. Both men then took their own seats. One next to Rania, the other opposite and close to Jake.


"See? We didn't burn anything." Cody said with a hint of self-righteous pride.


"I guess they should have seen the piece of loin you blackened when I let you cook it while I used the restroom." Umako chimed in.




Jake laughed, "So that's why I picked up the hint of what I thought was burning paper upstairs."


"Ha.... Ha...." Cody replied witha frown before slamming a fork into a piece of meat.


"We kid cause we love ya." Rania replied.


Jake's eyes slowly opened. A smile formed as he spotted Valae opposite him, "How did you enjoy the tour? If there anything you want to change, just let me know and it'll be done."


Valae Kitra

In Topic: A Frozen Treasure

27 April 2018 - 09:08 PM

The question did catch Rania off guard ever slightly if one were to be most honest. Just as Jake had always been respectful of her and her families privacy, the Twi'lek had always ensured that same respect was returned. She never told anyone of what Jake did, where he went, or what he was up too. The One Sith couldn't break her, the Noghri couldn't, nor could any of the Silver. Though the Silvers never asked. Jake was an enigma to many of them. He was a teacher of saber combat, a fallen Sith seeking some form of redemption. What type of redemption? Even Rania wasn't so sure. Still what she knew she kept to herself.


That was until she met Valae.


"Come. Let me show you the basement." Rania said as she leapt from the sofa before pausing, "Err... I mean basements." Extra emphasis put on the plurality of the word.


Taking Valae by the hand she nearly dragged the Master Jedi through the home like a child would a doll. She made no mention of the rooms they passed for the moment. There would be time for that. Without a chance to take in the sight of the dining room, Rania flung a door open. Lights flickered to life to reveal a deep stairwell.


"I want to be out of earshot of the boys." Rania whispered as they both set foot on the first basement. "This is a storage floor. This floor is a mixture of cabinets and open space to store everything you can think of, up to and including food preserves if needed. The walls are double layered hollowed brick. In each brick is insulation. We coated the wall in cold resistant epoxy and shaped it to look like stone. This room is semi-temperate but as we go lower it'll get a tad colder.Ignore the big metal contraption and piping in the center. That's the water filtration and plumbing system. I don't exactly know how it works. That's for Jake to explain."


"Now as for your question about Jake. I didn't want them knowing I'm spilling the beans but as I show you everything, I'll explain what he's been up too." Rania said as she opened some of the cabinets to show just how much storage space there was in each. "When he first set out to build this home he needed money. We both know Jake has a very particular set of skills which really gear him towards jobs that aren't exactly in line with Jedi teachings."


"He didn't do anything illegal, mind you. We even offered to cut him in on our smuggling operations and he turned it down. He didn't want to sully this home with less than admirable means when building it. So in between Kashyyyk and Midvinter he began working as a private security escort for some diplomats from his homeworld of Dantooine. He may not be Sith but his reputation still dictates respect." Rania turned to look at the rest of the basement, momentarily motioning Valae to follow her to another flight of descending stairs.


"This second floor is about ten degrees cooler than the one above and is clearly meant to preserve meat and food. Don't put anything else down here. Jake said the temperature regulation is just right to keep food safe here. You'll also notice there air is just a bit drier. He added insulation to the plumbing contraption here." Rania pointed out.


"Jake doesn't have the best patience with people. Being bossed around by snotty politicians tries them worse than most. So he quit; or so he says. I think he lost his temper and told the Diplomats where they should stuff their more righteous than thou' attitudes. He won't admit it though." The Twi'lek laughed before pointing out the various whiskey barrels. "They're filled with salt. In the salt is game meat from Honoghr. Jake calls it the M.R.E.s of true desperation. Only in a pinch will you ever eat that meat."


Rania turned to Valae, "Please... for the love of god don't run out of other food. I know from experience. Think the taste of unwashed cattle kidney to a third degree of pungentness." She shuddered at the memories, "So he found a job on some junk world helping to run a recycling yard. He'd sit in a picker all day and simply move metals and plastics around for hours on end. Pay wasn't great but it was honest. He didn't want us knowing. Didn't want you knowing. A pride sort of thing I think. How could someone whom once led a search and rescue brigade, a galaxy renowned Apprentice, and highly respected Warrior be found hauling trash about? I would have viewed it admirably but Jake still has a bit of pride. I will say the surprises aren't through just yet for you. He has something else but that's all I can say."


Leading Valae down to the third basement floor, again down another flight of identical stairs, the room was much colder than the prior too. That was because this had actual water flowing through small channels that were built into the floor.Like the floors above, the room was square. The plumbing contraption was dead center but about four meters from it was a square channel built into the floor.


"It's about a meter deep." Rania said, using a finger to point at the water. "That's where the homes water supply comes from. The water flows from two portals. East and west walls. The construction crews found underground water wells that don't freeze and won't dry up. To prevent overflow, there are several holes dug into the ground in those waterways. Any water not used is returned to the earth beneath us. Nothing wasteful."


Now that they were at the bottom most floor of the home, Rania knew she could ask Valae anything.


"Watch this." Rania said as walked towards the wall opposite the stairwell. Looking at the apoxy walls, she found a bulge that seemed ever slightly larger than the rest. With a push of her palm, a section of the wall pushed outward and slid to the side. "Jake built a secret passageway. Come."


Rania led Valae through a small passageway that only allowed them to walk single file. Before them though was an opening that lit up as they drew close. Both stepped out into a beautifully constructed room, "I thought this was a study he built. Its actually a vault. Well, it could be both I guess."


Rania looked at Valae, "It's yours. A place where you can keep everything you hold dear safe and sound. Jake plans to set up a panel on the door we came through that would only allow you in; not even he. This is your space."


"Since we're alone I wanted to ask... this isn't too much is it? Jake is devoted but even I know all of this is alot. Again though, he's deeply devoted to you. I know you are to him. Would you say you're devoted to the point of wanting to spend the remainder of her life with him?"


Rania was treading dangerously close to inadvertently revealing Jakes biggest surprise. She needed to be extremely careful in how this conversation proceeded.


Valae Kitra