The Few Truest Of Bonds and Unconditional Love

[Jericho]

A rare treat for a special day. Jericho was hardly an affectionate man but he leaned down and gave his daughter a loving kiss on her head before making his way out to get breakfast ready. Jericho was walking in the forest looking around see if anything was more lovely that watching the sun rise over that of a healthy and understanding daughter and it was a special day for the young girl. She was turning 15 today, his baby that he raised on his own, not wanting to give Breanna the burden of raising another womans daughter. His baby girl that he held so dear was growing all too fast. Normally Jericho would have her wake up before the break of dawn to beginning some more of her training but left his daughter behind for the morning to allow her to sleep easy.


Jericho laid his sabers, against the tree and sat down next to the weapon with his back against the tree. He brought his hands behind his head, pushing his hood out of the way, and rested his head on his hands. Lonely, and bitter thoughts darted back and forth through his thoughts. As, he stared into the river. The river was calm, its surface transparent. His thoughts faded, as he focused the on the river. He noticed something moving through the river. Jericho staggered to his feet and walked toward the bank of the river. "Fish?" He said calmly and watched the fish swim idly by.

The warrior took in a deep breath and used the force the raised the fish in air and placing them into a container. After doing so he gathered varies berries and veggies that would compliment the fish he captured. He went home and began to prepare the meal. He ensured that he would make the perfect meal after mimicking a great many chefs and war cooks in his time travelling though the galaxy. After doing so, the warrior knocked on her room door and led her out where so would see a great large meal prepared for her for her special day.

[member="Asha Hex"]

 

[Lief]

This was it.

The day she turned fifteen.

In a week or so they would likewise celebrate the day that Asha was brought to Jericho. While it may have been nice for her to have grown up with her Mother too, Asha did not dwell on it. She loved her Father dearly, and he had raised her better than any other could have. He knew her like no one else did, and in many ways she him. Sure, they spent a lot of time apart - they had their own lives to lead, a fact both understood - but they were never really without contact. Most nights when they were apart they would check in, where possible, and if it came to a third night without a call they knew trouble was brewing.

Asha could not remember the last time they had passed the three day mark.

She woke to the gentle sound of knocking, and the smell of cooked fish. For a moment Asha was confused, her eyes opened to the sight of daylight flooding in through her window. That wasn't right, surely? She was never up after the sun had risen. Slowly she sat up and rubbed her eyes. "One minute" she said, knowing it was her Father at the door. She could sense him, his was one of the few signatures in the Force she could draw upon. Even if he was miles away.

Turning her legs over the edge of her bunk, Asha rose and narrowly missed hitting her head on the one which hung overhead. It was empty, it didn't even have a mattress at this point. Sometimes she would sit up there, to read or think. She didn't like using her bed for anything other than sleeping.

She dressed swiftly, before making her way from her room only to be led toward the table where breakfast was already waiting.

"What's all this in aid of, Father?" she inquired with a soft smile. Usually she was the one who did the cooking. Something she thoroughly enjoyed to do.

[member="Jericho"]

 

[Jericho]

The warriors always had a doubt that this was the right way to live to force his daughter to have limited things in life despite his connections with the Silver Sanctum, the republic, and all he knew from his persona as the ghost. He could have settled down in one area rather than travel around from world to world. He could had Asha live within the sanctum with her siblings or with his lover Breanna, where she could have live a ordinary life. Or ordinary in terms of someone endowed with the force, there were few times too far and in between where these quiet moments existed. Today was to keep her away from seeing more of her fathers blood or to clean up his wounds or have to witness him fight pirates or sith. Today was her fifteenth birthday, a day to appreciate one each other. More so, to truly appreciate her. The warrior took off his mask and took a seat at their table. Where he drifted off into his own thoughts.

Little Asha. She was growing up to be a fine young woman, despite their constant travels and all the close calls. She never complained and her loyalty to him never faltered. Jericho was the furthest thing from a good father but he did his very best to give her a decent childhood. The warrior let out a light chuckle and waved her over to take a seat. "I know you love to make us food, little one." He stated calmly. "But today is your birthday after all."

[member="Asha Hex"]

 

[Lief]

She could tell things were serious when he removed the mask and then... Laughed? Jericho very rarely laughed, and never at, well, nothing.

The young girl took a few steps to the table and settled down across from him, listening as he gave his reasoning. Then it hit her. "My birthday..." How had she forgotten? Then again, their lives were hectic and she didn't really care about the turning of the years. She was just happy with things being how they were. She didn't see that her upbringing was any different from anyone elses, she didn't know about her Father's lover or their children. All she knew was the man set across from her.

Her Father.

Nothing would ever take that from her.

Now it was Asha's turn to chuckle. "You didn't have to go through so much trouble, Papa" she said affectionately, falling back on the more childish name she had for him.

Her stomach grumbled, and Asha looked over the wonderful breakfast with patient anticipation. It smelled so great!

[member="Jericho"]