NationStates Jolt Archive

(Lark, I am going to make some assumptions here with your security and the timeline, nothing drastic. I hope you do not mind. My posting time is limited right now.)

((It's cool Cele, you know you can assume away in any of my threads :) ))

Niven takes hold of the case and finds Jeff.
"If I could borrow you for just a moment, Mr. President." His tone was formal.

"Mr. President"?? Jeff wondered at Niven's formal time as Niven escorted him to the table.

" I am sure that you are a little confused, so allow me to explain. The sword is a Celeborne war blade. It is only carried in times of when war has been declared. If you will look closely you will see that the blade is pitted and dented, and of course broken. Every commanding officer in the Celeborne military has sworn not to raise arms against Larkinia so long as you are president, and as a sign of thier oath they have each taken a hammer to this blade. A blade of war shall never be lifted against Larkinia by Celeborne, so long as you are president."
He takes a deep breath.

As Niven takes a breath, Jeff wraps his hand around the hilt of the shattered sword and picks it up, looking at the blade as he gets a feel for the weight in his hand. The hilt is not that heavy, but what Niven told him added a weight to it that Jeff was adjuting to. Just as he set it back in the box...

"The book holds the name of everyone who put thier muscle and oath into the breaking of this blade."
He looks at his hand and takes a ring off. The ring is a circle of platinum with an emerald on it. "This ring has been in my...our...family since the beginning days of Celeborne. It has been worn by kings, generals, First speakers, admirals, and every manner if man in your family tree, today it is yours." He hands Jeff the ring.
In a small script there is an enscription that goes around the emerald it is in elvish "The enscription says Mercy guide my hand, forgiveness guide my actions, temperance guide my tounge. It is your birthright Jeff."

Jeff hugged his father back and then looked at the elvish script on the ring... (("One ring to rule them all... one ring to find them.. " :P )) The previous generations who'd worn it had been very important people, rulers, leaders. "I'll try not to let them down," Jeff said quietly as he slipped the ring on next to his wedding band.

"You know, it is surprsing how many cultures see the blade as a symbol of war yet also instill some sense of nobility about it. Well, at least someone has your back Jeff."

He smiled at her, "Yeah it is surprising. But that many cultures can't be wrong.

"It's nice to have someone watching my back, God knows I could use all the help I can get."

((Yo I-man, did you want to start that next phase here on in another thread?))

((Yo I-man, did you want to start that next phase here on in another thread?))

((I'm typing it out as we speak...I was planning on a second thread. Should I put it here instead?))

((I-man, dammit, go find the Games thread, it's moldering.))

((Yo I-man, did you want to start that next phase here on in another thread?))

((I'm typing it out as we speak...I was planning on a second thread. Should I put it here instead?))

((Go ahead and start a new thread, that way the massacre will be seperate from the party :P ))

((Go ahead and start a new thread, that way the massacre will be seperate from the party :P ))

((Ah, always good to keep those things seperate. :P

D-man, I didn't know how to respond to the Games thread.))

((Go ahead and start a new thread, that way the massacre will be seperate from the party :P ))

((Ah, always good to keep those things seperate. :P

D-man, I didn't know how to respond to the Games thread.))

((Go ahead and start a new thread, that way the massacre will be seperate from the party :P ))

((Ah, always good to keep those things seperate. :P



'Specially when Im around

((At last! (http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?p=3251427#3251427)

Stupid forum :?))

((Default with any of my CC threads: Go nuts. Anything insane you do, I can work with.

Have FUN.))

During a pause in the party, Jeff walked over to Jill and Niven, "If you'll excuse me dad, Jill said there was something she needed to talk to me about."

OOC: I'm confused...where is Jeff, where is Jill? Ann is the only one I know where she is...and it is not on earth anymore...

IC: Jill looks up a quite conversation with the good Doctor. She is obviously very intent on whatever he was saying. "Well geeze now I'm getting asked to have discussions with world leaders. And me just a poor country girl, lost in the big city." She gives them both a wry smile at that and stands.

She places and arm under Jeff and leads him to a somewhat quiet spot. "Now Jeff, in the time you knew Ann did it seem like she might be in a relationship with anyone...say perhaps an Iansislian Monarch?" Or yourself? she thought but didn't say.

OOC: This is just as the party goes on (before the crew went to Lyone), since there was a lull in the conversation I figured to jump on this.

IC: The question caught Jeff off-guard a little, "A relationship? No, not that I remember. She had a.. well it wasn't really a friendship even, with James. They seemed to not really be getting along too well. She and I got along pretty well, but it wasn't a 'relationship' in the sense of the word. Why?"

"Well, I'm trying to figure out what in the hell happened to her. Her estate isn't in probate. She actually was wounded on the feild of honor but then she was sent to Black River medical and vanishes, poof. She up and vanished like a fart in the wind." She looks at Jeff.
"I don't know what is going on, but whatever it is...they don't want to tell me, I need someone with a bit of juice to shake the tree to see what the Royal Family does."

Jeff nodded, "I should put a call in to the Royal Family to ask them what happened to Ann," he looked over to the Count. "I can run it through him I guess. But why would the Royal Family tell me? I mean, it's an internal matter. From what you and Ann told me about Alconians, all I'd get is a big 'Mind your own damn business' from them."

OOC: She's not on Earth? Damn, when she wants to get away from it all, she *really* wants to get away from it all!

(are you talking about my character? or one of yours...) "Well I was hoping that you could offically inquire about the dispostion of Ann Grethen's body. An offical communication might get the attention of the press. You have the megaphone not me..."

(I was talking about Ann getting away from it all ;) ))

"Yeah, I'll punch something up tomorrow.." He saw the look on Jill's face. "I mean, I'll have someone write something up tomorrow?"

"Good boy, delegation is the only way your going to survive this thing with an intact marriage..."

*yipes!*

"Yeah, that's going to take some work delegating things. Iansisle was so calm and peaceful I had time to take care of everything that needed dealing with. Now... it's a whole different world. And it would be nice to keep my marriage intact, now that you mention it."

"I think the hardest thing for you is going to be to send others into danger when you can't go yourself. One of your primary responsiblities now is to keep yourself out of dangerous situations, President's can't do that."

(Looks at post in other thread.. oh yeah, he can't do that anymore... ;) )

Jeff pondered the thought a moment, "I hadn't looked at it like that. yeah, I have to stay behind while letting others take care of problems. I don't know if I can do that."

"You must Jeff, your not a ship's captain or even a squadron commander anymore. You are at the pinnicle of power, think about the mess that occured when your predicesor was put into a coma. You can not endanger yourself, and the whole chain of command." Jill looks out a nearby window.
"The best option I can offer you is to generate a list of people who's judgement and skill you trust. Use them as your proxy's for special missions that need to be done by Jeff Williams but can't. That may be technically illegal for the President of Larkina to have, but why do I think a Duke of Iansisle is allowed personal armsmen?"

OOC: RL note the only modern Peer allowed a personal armed force is the Duke of Athol. Primarily a hold over from when they were actual monarchs of the Isle of Man.

"God that's right," Jeff agreed before he sipped the mint julep, "That was the definition of a cluster f---. Holy crap... I am at the head of the chain of command. You're right. I've got to rein it in and not fly off taking care of everything."

Jeff took another drink, "Personal armsmen? The constitution probably stops that from occuring. I think General Grant had those, and he damn near tore the country apart..." (Why am I seeing scenes from "Shogun" where Blackthorne is given his own private samurai army? ;) ) "But it might not be a bad idea if they're all... just friends delivering messages and other things."

"Ah yes, nothing like personel messages that include cold steel and hot lead. People tend to get those messages quite quickly...the question is can you find a list of 'friends' who will deliever those messages?"

OOC: I can think of one Prince of Darkness that will...

(( Jeff's father has a private army he could lend you....))

OOC: I can think of one Prince of Darkness that will...

OOC: But I thought you were going to off him?

(( Jeff's father has a private army he could lend you....))

OOC: heh heh, I was thinking about that, and I was thinking about sending Niven to Iansisle in this thread (http://www.nationstates.net/forum/viewtopic.php?t=150056) since Jeff can't go right now... I'll figure out a way to get him there...

OOC: I was going to let you hire Jill for a bit...nothing like having a half crazed (maybe) Amazon running about doing your bidding is there?"

OOC: I was thinking Jeff might want to hire her too. Plus she can help keep him in line when he tried to do too much on his own.

The duque sat by the bar and continued his drink. Suddenly, his eyes noticed the piano he had seen at the beginning. He couldn't resist any more, and walked torwards it. He sat on the small bench (small for him, at least) and begun playing a soft jazzy song. He was really enjoying himself. As he played, some curious people begun to reunite arond the piano, while others started moving a bit, as if they wanted to dance but didn't dared to.

Meanwhile, Bumpo was too busy following a larkinian waitress. He didn't knew why, but that human girl looked really atractive, despite her humanhood. He begun following her. With a bit of luck, she would notice him and his incredible beauty.....

OOC: Yes, really Jill took a direction I wasn't expecting with Niven...and Ann didn't get herself killed. So having Jill play Jeff's hired swordmaster makes sense. (I'd just leave it the same way you and Celeborne handle Niven...) Also, having some Alconian woman save James would be classic Karmic Revenge. :twisted:

((Assuming, of course, that James even needs saving :P))

OOC: Lark, hes not dead yet, and no, the ULTIMATE irony would be Hoot saving James.