Recent content by Jacob Richter

Jake felt a certain weariness as he listened to the woman's reply. She offered to come to with him sure, but not because she wanted to learn the error of her ways. Rather, she fancied herself as a paragon of virtue, standing by his side and supervising his work. Her skewed morals and ethics...

"Captain Jake Richter, my lady" he answered "Tionese military". While the stark black uniform marked him as a soldier, Jake doubted the woman would know the insignia. In fact she looked a little taken aback that he had spoken to her at all. As if! A sweet face like hers attracted plenty...

She was a difficult one to read. Jake had long had a talent for getting others to listen, for rousing something in them that made them open their mind. But Kori was a Jedi and naturally suspicious of him. It was always difficult to get past that conditioning, to make them see the lies they...

It wasn't until the magistrate asked Jake a question that he realised he'd zoned out a while ago. Having tried to engage the man in a discussion about financial aid for patriotic movements, the magistrate had veered off onto Core World tariffs. It was not remotely top of any serious agenda...

Kori actually seemed to consider his words. She could be just pretending to of course, but Jake suspected her mind was not entirely closed. He didn't know much about aliens, hell why would he want to, but even a back alley boy from Desevro knew about Zeltrons and their talents. It wasn't...

"Typical" Jake snorted. He released his hold suddenly and without warning, likely sending the Zeltron sliding to the floor. "You don't even know what you're in the middle of here, Kori, there's no peace to increase". Jake stepped sideways around the woman as he embarked on setting her...

Jake loved a vaulted ceiling. He’d first seen one about ten years ago, after the Sectoral Parade on Lianna, in the temple where the closing service had been held. Huge self-supporting arches of masonry, painstakingly cut and carved by men and women across the ages. There were no such things...

"I know, I know" Jake smiled manically, looking the Jedi up and down "not the best first impression, I get you. But you see you kinda set the tone lady, sneaking up on my friend here". The young Sith nodded to the dockworker, who needed no encourage to run for it, nearly falling over himself...

Jake watched the woman with narrowed eyes. She might have been Human if not for the garish skin and hair, maybe even a pretty one at that. His youthful features stopped just short of a scowl. Zeltrons had a certain appeal, and this one was a Jedi. She wasn't completely irredeemable. The...

Jake rose from the table, turning to leave and having to steady himself as a strange sensation passed over him in a wave. He had never been a lightweight. His military days had made him and alcohol firm friends. What was it then? The feeling came again briefly, passing across his body like...

“Out of the way bugeye” The Rodian feigned offence as Jake shouldered past, but didn’t protest at the insult, slinking warily into an alcove. The squeaky runt knew his place. Jake shot him a warning look as he sidled past. A part of him wanted to put an end to the Rodian just for looking so...