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palace-jake.livejournal.comThe Jake arc- Phase One.
Chosen
Homecoming
Pre-dinner show
Catching up
Putting on a pout
Showdown
Endgame.
Chosen
Homecoming
Pre-dinner show
Catching up
Putting on a pout
Showdown
Endgame.
Locked Email to Jake
Dec. 1st, 2004 03:26 pmpalaceelijah.livejournal.comJake,
I was sitting here at work and thought about you.
I love you and just wanted you to know you are my everything.
Love, Elijah
PS: For you
I was sitting here at work and thought about you.
I love you and just wanted you to know you are my everything.
Love, Elijah
PS: For you
palace-jake.livejournal.comThis happens a couple days after Jake and Travis on the elevator, which was followed by Jake and Elijah's confrontation.
Jake got out of the lift at Upper and stepped out into the hallway, not bothering to hide the smirk. It was late, and most everyone was either sleeping or actually on the job- not many random people were wandering around. Perfect time for him to get the lay of the floor and, if he was really lucky, find someone who could point him towards Travis's room. Jake's hand clenched into a fist at the memory of Travis diving out of the elevator.
Jake got out of the lift at Upper and stepped out into the hallway, not bothering to hide the smirk. It was late, and most everyone was either sleeping or actually on the job- not many random people were wandering around. Perfect time for him to get the lay of the floor and, if he was really lucky, find someone who could point him towards Travis's room. Jake's hand clenched into a fist at the memory of Travis diving out of the elevator.
palaceelijah.livejournal.comThis conversation takes place a few days after King Marton announces the candidates for heir to the throne.
Elijah yawned, waiting for the coffee to brew.
Elijah yawned, waiting for the coffee to brew.
Jake and Elijah- WARNING FOR VIOLENCE
Nov. 24th, 2004 02:09 ampalace-jake.livejournal.com[Warning- this is not a nice log. Bad things happen, violence occurs. Read it, don't read it, make an adult decision.]
Takes place a few hours after Jake runs into Travis in the lift.
Elijah walked down the hall, rubbing the back of his neck. It had been a long day and he was glad to be headed home. He'd left the office a few minutes late and was hurrying to get to the apartment and figure out what to make for dinner. Reaching the door, he grabbed the handle and opened it.
Jake was pissed. Jake had been mad for a few hours now, since Travis had done his little dive out of the lift, and his white hot rage from before had transitioned into a cold fury. Travis was his. But so was Elijah.
Takes place a few hours after Jake runs into Travis in the lift.
Elijah walked down the hall, rubbing the back of his neck. It had been a long day and he was glad to be headed home. He'd left the office a few minutes late and was hurrying to get to the apartment and figure out what to make for dinner. Reaching the door, he grabbed the handle and opened it.
Jake was pissed. Jake had been mad for a few hours now, since Travis had done his little dive out of the lift, and his white hot rage from before had transitioned into a cold fury. Travis was his. But so was Elijah.
Jake/Travis. WARNING- see disclaimer.
Nov. 20th, 2004 04:40 ampalace-jake.livejournal.com[Warning- this post refers to bad stuff happening... read it, don't read it, make an adult decision.]
Jake stepped into the lift and pushed the button, moved into the corner and leaned against the wall, his head buried in a book. He wanted to finish it before he returned it to the library, but he was only a few pages from the end, and he wanted the new book that had come in on order for him, and he hated having more then one book on the go at once.
Travis shook his head as he looked over the paperwork he needed to starting riding one of the Palace horses. Insurance, waivers, capability tests, most of which wouldn't be needed if he had his own. Thinking even more seriously about saving up to buy a horse, he pushed the button for the lift. Still looking down at the papers, he took a step forward as he heard the doors open when something made his head snap up.
Jake stepped into the lift and pushed the button, moved into the corner and leaned against the wall, his head buried in a book. He wanted to finish it before he returned it to the library, but he was only a few pages from the end, and he wanted the new book that had come in on order for him, and he hated having more then one book on the go at once.
Travis shook his head as he looked over the paperwork he needed to starting riding one of the Palace horses. Insurance, waivers, capability tests, most of which wouldn't be needed if he had his own. Thinking even more seriously about saving up to buy a horse, he pushed the button for the lift. Still looking down at the papers, he took a step forward as he heard the doors open when something made his head snap up.
palace-jake.livejournal.com[This log takes place later the same day as Jake 'meets' Cillian. ]
Elijah reached and turned the volume up on the stereo, singing along loudly as he danced around the kitchen. He took a pot down, poured a little oil into the bottom of it and sat it on the stove, still singing.
“I'd give anything to give me to you, can you forget the world that you thought you knew, if you want me, come and find me.” Elijah sang and shimmied around the kitchen. He was cooking dinner for Jake, a great cd was playing and it was a beautiful day, his life was perfect.
Elijah reached and turned the volume up on the stereo, singing along loudly as he danced around the kitchen. He took a pot down, poured a little oil into the bottom of it and sat it on the stove, still singing.
“I'd give anything to give me to you, can you forget the world that you thought you knew, if you want me, come and find me.” Elijah sang and shimmied around the kitchen. He was cooking dinner for Jake, a great cd was playing and it was a beautiful day, his life was perfect.
On the subject of Music
Nov. 18th, 2004 11:53 ampalace-jason.livejournal.com(Occurs a few more days into Cillian's recovery from Jake)
It felt so wrong...not to play, yet he was afraid to play. Afraid of what he might see, afraid of the thing that seemed to have drawn Jake to him (even if he knew logically it probably had no bearing). Jake had talked with him about his playing, and he just couldn't bring himself to now...
It felt so wrong...not to play, yet he was afraid to play. Afraid of what he might see, afraid of the thing that seemed to have drawn Jake to him (even if he knew logically it probably had no bearing). Jake had talked with him about his playing, and he just couldn't bring himself to now...
Email locked to Jake
Nov. 9th, 2004 04:25 pmpalaceelijah.livejournal.comJake, I just wanted you to know that i was thinking about you today.
This is for you.
Love, Elijah
Hypothesis
This is for you.
Love, Elijah
Hypothesis
The night isn't always peaceful
Nov. 3rd, 2004 11:46 pmpalace-jason.livejournal.com(occurs after Jason finds Cillian after Jake plays his games)
Jason runs his hand through his hair as he jots down a few more notes. He hadn't been able to sleep or really even relax since finding Cillian incapacitated a few hours ago. Glancing over, he sees that Cillian's sleep isn't very peaceful but perhaps will still help him recover his strength.
Jason runs his hand through his hair as he jots down a few more notes. He hadn't been able to sleep or really even relax since finding Cillian incapacitated a few hours ago. Glancing over, he sees that Cillian's sleep isn't very peaceful but perhaps will still help him recover his strength.
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Nov. 3rd, 2004 01:56 pmpalace-cillian.livejournal.comThis chat takes place directly after this scene with Jake and Cillian.
Jason goes looking for Cillian when he doesn’t show up for dinner…
Cillian isn't sure how long he's been curled in his corner, hugging his knees, face buried. The tears have stopped though and there's so much swirling around in his head that he's nearly become numb. Still, even with everything, he's having trouble piecing together exactly what happened. And there's still the nearly overwhelming fear…and his head is pounding so hard it's almost impossible to concentrate on anything. He hasn't even tried to put his shields back up after they were so violently pushed through. He's hiding--from everything. The outside world and what's going on inside, and he's never felt so alone as he does huddled in his room with his violin broken a few feet away.
Jason goes looking for Cillian when he doesn’t show up for dinner…
Cillian isn't sure how long he's been curled in his corner, hugging his knees, face buried. The tears have stopped though and there's so much swirling around in his head that he's nearly become numb. Still, even with everything, he's having trouble piecing together exactly what happened. And there's still the nearly overwhelming fear…and his head is pounding so hard it's almost impossible to concentrate on anything. He hasn't even tried to put his shields back up after they were so violently pushed through. He's hiding--from everything. The outside world and what's going on inside, and he's never felt so alone as he does huddled in his room with his violin broken a few feet away.
*Warning- dark log.* Cillian and Jake
Nov. 2nd, 2004 02:17 ampalace-jake.livejournal.com[Warning- this is a dark log. Bad things are thought about, bad things happen. Read it, don't read it, make an adult decision.]
[Directly follows Marton and Christian, having a moment. ]
Jake came around the side of the barn, his hands clenched into fists, fingernails digging into the palms of his hands. Well wasn't that a nice tender moment between father and son Jake sneered, watching his father and oldest brother as they walked back to Palace, completely soaked after their water fight. Totally unbefitting of a monarch... ridiculous. He fumed, stamping down the wave of envy that swept through him, pushing aside the thought that kept invading his mind as he watched the two interact.
*I wonder what that's like... I want that.*
[Directly follows Marton and Christian, having a moment. ]
Jake came around the side of the barn, his hands clenched into fists, fingernails digging into the palms of his hands. Well wasn't that a nice tender moment between father and son Jake sneered, watching his father and oldest brother as they walked back to Palace, completely soaked after their water fight. Totally unbefitting of a monarch... ridiculous. He fumed, stamping down the wave of envy that swept through him, pushing aside the thought that kept invading his mind as he watched the two interact.
*I wonder what that's like... I want that.*
palace-jake.livejournal.comThis is a dark log. Bad things are said, bad things happen. Read it, don't read it, make an adult decision.
This log takes place after Elijah visits Gina and Angel and as a result of the
emails between Elijah and Jake.
Elijah read Jake’s email and ran his hand through his hair nervously. Fuck’. He looked out of the car windows as they traveled back to town, quietly he watched as the late afternoon turned to evening.
When he finally got back to Palace he went to his room and looked in the mirror. The mark that Angel had left on his face was still a vivid red. The skin wasn’t broken, but there was no denying that it was a scratch. He hitched a sigh and left the room. *Might as well get this over with*
This log takes place after Elijah visits Gina and Angel and as a result of the
emails between Elijah and Jake.
Elijah read Jake’s email and ran his hand through his hair nervously. Fuck’. He looked out of the car windows as they traveled back to town, quietly he watched as the late afternoon turned to evening.
When he finally got back to Palace he went to his room and looked in the mirror. The mark that Angel had left on his face was still a vivid red. The skin wasn’t broken, but there was no denying that it was a scratch. He hitched a sigh and left the room. *Might as well get this over with*
You always hurt...
Oct. 14th, 2004 08:43 ampalace-jake.livejournal.com(This log takes place the morning after the wedding)
Jake squeezed his eyes together tightly as the morning sun glared through the window and onto his face, dragging him out of sleep. Staggering out of bed, Jake pulled the blinds shut with a scowl, frowning as something strange registered.Why am I still in my suit?
Jake squeezed his eyes together tightly as the morning sun glared through the window and onto his face, dragging him out of sleep. Staggering out of bed, Jake pulled the blinds shut with a scowl, frowning as something strange registered.Why am I still in my suit?
palace-jake.livejournal.com[Warning for disturbing content- this is NOT a happy wedding post- bad things happen here- make an adult decision before you read.]
Elijah walked down the hallway a little nervously. He stopped and smoothed at his hair before walking to the ornate doors and stopping, biting his lip and looking around. Jake had told him what time to be here and to wait for him to come get him and escort Elijah into Craig and David’s Wedding reception. He still couldn’t believe that he was going to a royal family event, and as the Prince’s date. His mind wandered to the thought of Angel. She’d be thrilled when she heard about this, well, she would - after she kicked his ass for not telling her from the start. He shook his head, knowing that it was something he would have to deal with sooner or later, but not today.
Right now all he wanted to do was think about Jake and being invited to the reception.
Elijah walked down the hallway a little nervously. He stopped and smoothed at his hair before walking to the ornate doors and stopping, biting his lip and looking around. Jake had told him what time to be here and to wait for him to come get him and escort Elijah into Craig and David’s Wedding reception. He still couldn’t believe that he was going to a royal family event, and as the Prince’s date. His mind wandered to the thought of Angel. She’d be thrilled when she heard about this, well, she would - after she kicked his ass for not telling her from the start. He shook his head, knowing that it was something he would have to deal with sooner or later, but not today.
Right now all he wanted to do was think about Jake and being invited to the reception.
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