Admiral Dannis Beech of the Lone Islands

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Guardian of the high seas of Narnia. 36. Pirate. Supply runner during the Long Winter. Father to Dalia, Lilia, Garin, and Wilfred.

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The Snow On Your Shoulders || Open

The sound of his hooves on the stairs were much louder than he’d have preferred, but it couldn’t be helped. It was Christmas Eve after all, and in all the excitement of planning the castle feasts, Tumnus hadn’t got his cards out to everyone. He slid the envelope beneath the door and turned to leave. But, opening his parasol against the moonlight and falling snow, he realised he wasn’t alone.

“Oh! Hello!”

“Well, you’ve caught me. Merry almost Christmas!”

“Merry Christmas to you as well, Tumnus” said Dannis nodding his head ever so slightly.

“I don’t believe we’ve properly met,” he extended his black gloved hand, little flecks of snow slowly peppering it,“I’m Admiral Dannis Beech.”

Thank Aslan Tumnus had written out a card for him. He shifted them over to his other hand so he could shake the one extended to him.

“Yes, how strange it is Admiral.”

“I’m Tumnus, the Lord Chamberlain, of course. If I can make your stay in the capital any more comfortable, do let me know.”

“Oh, quite unnecessary. But thank you Sir—actually,” he digressed, rays of sunlight pooling in the stormy green of his iris’, “I wanted to congratulate you and the rest of the royal staff on the recent Holiday feast. Simply wonderful.”

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The Snow On Your Shoulders || Open

The sound of his hooves on the stairs were much louder than he’d have preferred, but it couldn’t be helped. It was Christmas Eve after all, and in all the excitement of planning the castle feasts, Tumnus hadn’t got his cards out to everyone. He slid the envelope beneath the door and turned to leave. But, opening his parasol against the moonlight and falling snow, he realised he wasn’t alone.

“Oh! Hello!”

“Well, you’ve caught me. Merry almost Christmas!”

"Merry Christmas to you as well, Tumnus" said Dannis nodding his head ever so slightly.

"I don't believe we've properly met," he extended his black gloved hand, little flecks of snow slowly peppering it,"I'm Admiral Dannis Beech."

"Oi! Danny boy!" He shouts, walking up to him and decking him before he can get a word out. "I ought to beat you to a bloody pulp." (regarding the minda thing in case you forgot haha)

“Christ!” cried Dannis trying to stem the stream of blood now cascading from his nose “Fucking hell mate! Fer what?!”

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Brynjolf fought the urge to roll his eyes, instead settling on leveling Dannis with a look which silently questioned if he had sprouted a second head. “I just met her Dan, I’ve been a little too busy with my own affairs to bother telling you about the consequences of yours ” An understatement to say the least. He’d been dealing with traitors in his own ranks, and Saph–Freya leaving him. Needless to say he wanted a vacation.

The younger man listened intently, tears welling up in his eyes which he wasn’t used to shedding. “Oh, I suppose it was too much to ask that you played the part of a husband. She wasn’t unreasonable, I’m sure if you tried you could have come to a compromise - or at the very least you could have made sure that she was alright all. those. years!” He couldn’t contain his emotions, the water rolling down his cheeks. “I would’ve,if I had been you! She was–she was–” He shook his head, wiping at the tears. She was everything. “… You could have if you wanted to.”

Blue eyes met his friends face, the weight of the knowledge of her death clearly affecting him. This is why Dannis had never known he was in love with Minda, Brynjolf had always known that despite it all his friend cared for her deeply. He couldn’t ruin it… he couldn’t hurt him.

“You were what made her happy… it was always you.” And I stepped aside.

The incredulous look that Brynjolf threw him irked Dannis. He didn’t care how busy he was! This wasn’t something you waited to tell a friend. But just as the thought materialized in his brain, Dannis realized the hypocrisy of it. He’d failed to tell Brynjolf the circumstances surrounding his and Minda’s parting. He had no right to be upset.

“I tried Bryn! I tried contacting her for three years. Not a word! She wouldn’t have anything to do with me,” pleaded Dannis, his friend’s tears cutting him.

“You could have…”

Dannis bit his lip once more, trying to allay a wave of emotion that racked up and down his spine, swirling in the pit of his stomach. He’s right. I could have! his mind echoed in response. But his pride, his stupid pride had kept him from stepping down and letting someone else lead. Dannis balled his fists as the stinging in his eyes intensified. His pride and his sense of duty, they had convinced him that Narnia’s need was greater than Minda’s. How arrogant of him.

“You were what made her happy..”

And then, at last, he could hold it back no longer and the crashing tidal wave of guilt overtook him. Dannis covered his face with his hands as a half strangled sob escaped his lips; rubbing his eyes trying to wipe away the puddles now dotting his cheeks, nineteen years of repressed feelings having gushed forth.

"Oi! Danny boy!" He shouts, walking up to him and decking him before he can get a word out. "I ought to beat you to a bloody pulp." (regarding the minda thing in case you forgot haha)

“Christ!” cried Dannis trying to stem the stream of blood now cascading from his nose “Fucking hell mate! Fer what?!”

“I met her.” Brynjolf said softly. “Your daughter, I knocked into her in the market a month ago. I didn’t know she existed, Minda never told me in our letters…” He ran his hand through his hair again. He wish he’d known–he could have done something, he could have helped her, or cared for her.

His gaze met that of his friend. “She’s a sweet girl, she didn’t deserve to be treated like that. A bastard. Unclaimed and loved only by her mother. You knew what that was like for me, how could you do that?!” His voice rose again, but he calmed down, sighing heavily as he leaned against the wall.

“She’s dead, Dan. Minda is. ” He added quietly, the words coming out of his own mouth hurting him deeply. “Lilia was all alone… and you weren’t there. How could you be so irresponsible with someone like Minda?”

“You met her,” Dannis felt a sharp jolt in his stomach, like a taught rubber band hammering down on his insides. “...and you didn’t tell me?” How could he keep that from me?! We’re supposed to be best mates! And Minda had written Brynjolf but not him. He’d sent her letter upon letter without a single reply.

“…you knew what that was like for me..” Dannis brought his hands to his face, his fingers pressing hard on his brow and thumbs digging into the hollows of his cheeks. “I know Bryn. I’m sorry.” He drew in a breath, biting his lip, tasting some of blood that coated them. Metallic. “There’s not a day that’s gone by that I don’t regret it. I wanted to be there. But Minda,… she was asking me to give up on everything we’d worked for, to abandon my station, my father, my crew. The mainlanders needed us. I…I couldn’t… ”

Then Brynjolf’s next words brought another snap, this time at his throat. Dannis’s hands dropped to his side.So that’s what Lilia had meant but couldn’t get out. His face and arms tingled. He looked straight at Bryn where he stood leaning, searching his eyes for any flicker of a lie. There was none.

Dannis pinched his nose once more, this time to quell the stinging sensation building along the rims of his own eyes.

All the things he’d wanted to say to her, now he never could.

"Oi! Danny boy!" He shouts, walking up to him and decking him before he can get a word out. "I ought to beat you to a bloody pulp." (regarding the minda thing in case you forgot haha)

“Christ!” cried Dannis trying to stem the stream of blood now cascading from his nose “Fucking hell mate! Fer what?!”

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Brynjolf shook in barely restrained anger, walking off for a second to try and pull his emotions back together, a hand carding through his hair. He’d never hit Dannis before, it was a be experience and one he never thought would have happened–

But Minda. Her sweet face smiled in his mind. He’d met her daughter by chance, and it had fired him up to know had happened to the girl he’d loved from afar. The one who had chosen Dannis.

“You abandoned her, Dan!” he ground out. “You knocked her up and then you left her with a baby when you knew damn well how horribly bastards are treated. A baby - a little girl - who deserved so much better than to be left without a father, to be treated horribly by the man her mother married to keep her from disgrace as much as possible. How could you?! Minda loved you you ungrateful bastard !”

Dannis went cold, his eyes closed, all of the fight leaving him as he realized what Brynjolf was talking about.

Lilia.

The lovely young girl he had met at the treaty signing. His girl. His long lost daughter.

The stinging in his face faded into the background; he deserved that punch—welcomed it even.

“Bryn…” said Dannis softly, “Bryn I know. Wait. Slow down, how did you find out?”

"Oi! Danny boy!" He shouts, walking up to him and decking him before he can get a word out. "I ought to beat you to a bloody pulp." (regarding the minda thing in case you forgot haha)

“Christ!” cried Dannis trying to stem the stream of blood now cascading from his nose “Fucking hell mate! Fer what?!”

It was midnight. Soft ticks of the clock in the corner mingled with distant rustling of leaves making their through the open window on the night air. In the corner Dannis sat slumped at the desk in his chambers, tired but unable to quiet the storm of thoughts bouncing about his skull.

Only a week had passed since the signing of the treaty, but for Dannis it had seemed a month; a month of sleepless nights and listless days. He’d hardly ventured outside these four walls, unable to properly feign normalcy. One walk through the rose garden had been all he’d seen of the daylight, and that was only because of Dalia. Will, of course, had made himself scarce. But Dannis wasn’t complaining.

He slid his hand across the cold wood and reached into a tray, withdrawing a piece of parchment. Then in a similarly languid fashion, he proceeded to flip open the silver top of the ink well and plunge the tip of a pen into its pitch black recesses. With a sigh he began:

Dearest Elia,

I hope this letter finds you well. First I want to offer my deepest condolences for the situation you have been thrust into. I want assure you that I in no way desired or encouraged this. I have never had any intentions of remarrying, least of all with a girl young enough to be my daughter. Hence I wish to speak with you as soon as possible. We have much to discuss.

Respectfully, Admiral Dannis Beech

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Shall We Dance? | Karliah & Dannis

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“Oh, always.” Karliah replied with a chuckle, talking another bite.

At his question, she placed her hand over her heart. “I promise. Can’t have your reputation being tainted by my bad actions… at least not openly. It’ll be our little secret.” she said, motioning to her plate in his hand as she sat down.

“Well done on your choice here.” She told him. “It’s a nice vantage point from which to both stay set apart as well as make comments about the people passing – that is, of course, if you wish to comment. I’ll be doing it, you’re welcome to join me.” Honestly, she wasn’t sure what she’d end up saying regarding people, she certainly made enough comments in her head.

“Thank you,” he winked, “You’re discretion is most appreciated.”

People watching; well this could be entertaining. Dannis looked back at Karliah an impish smile about his lips, “Oh yes, I’m all for it. I’ll start.” Placing a hand behind him on the cushions he leaned across to whisper in her ear, “Did you see that lovely lady in the midnight blue dress. Her hair was like fire. Excellent dancer. Although I saw her later by the desserts, left a carnage of cake in her wake. Simply scandalous.”

His face was now enveloped in the scent of her hair; clean and electric.

#karliah #PiecesAndPeaces #Shall We Dance #LOL I kind of regret writing this #Dannis is fucking drunk

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Deja Vu || Dannis and Lilia

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Lilia eyed his hand with scrutiny as he prodded at his side, mouth set in a straight line. She could get Cara maybe. She was certain the veteran healer, out of habit, carried herbs or tonics or some sort of medicine on her person. But would she be able to find the centauress in the vast crowd, with herself and the admiral along the edge?

“Let me find healer Cara for you” she decided, scanning the sea of bodies, “perhaps she has something that could-”

“Lilia”

She winced at the familiar voice of the lioness, knowing fully well the reason behind Akira’s appearance. But she didn’t want to leave the Admiral in his state, not if he needed help.

“Akira” she returned the greeting, turning to face the Talking Beast, who inclined her head respectfully towards the Admiral before turning back to the blonde. “His Majesty expects you. The armor for Constable Dalmaine shall be presented momentarily, and King Peter is hoping for you to tend to the Prince?”

Of course. Lilia couldn’t very well argue. She wasn’t looking to. But with the Admiral telling her himself that he wasn’t well, there came a bit apprehension.

“Will you be alright, my Lord?” she asked, glancing back at him.

Lilia had been about to go find a healer for him when suddenly a lioness appeared, her sand-colored coat shining under the ballroom lighting.

Akira, briefly acknowledged him with a dip of her head, which Dannis returned in kind.

Lilia was needed elsewhere. Thank goodness. Dannis let out a small sigh. Now he didn’t have to waste Healer Cara’s time.

“Yes. Don’t worry about me darl—”Dannis mentally kicked himself. “I’ll be fine. I just need to go lay down for a while perhaps.” He lifted up the corners of his mouth in a small smile.

As the words left his mouth he found himself agreeing. Maybe there was a secluded bench in the gardens he could sprawl out on. He needed to be alone. To try and calm the storm of emotions and thoughts raging in his head.

#Lilia #PiecesAndPeaces #deja vu #hahahah #Dannis is a mess #my little fragile baby

😍😍😍👌👌👌👌💯💯💯💯🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥💦💦💦 i need more captain suits please

D: OMG. Dannis’s heart! *dead* She’s in a sailor uniform.

#things I didn't know I needed until now #ooc

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Shall We Dance? | Karliah & Dannis

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Karliah laughed at his exclamation, thoroughly enjoying the fact that she had acted upon her decision as watching his reaction was well worth it. A bite of the chocolate and she motioned toward the plates with her fork. “And they still can! They’ll hardly miss two or three bites - besides…” Another piece of cake stabbed. “I’m economizing. This way I won’t waste any cake I may not like, and will in the end only eat the cake I enjoy the most. Much better than taking a whole piece of each.” Hmm… the plum was exceptional. She felt so torn.

“ Either way…” she continued. “I’m glad you’re enjoying it. Stick around, there’s many more moments such as this. I enjoy life to the fullest and it’ll never be dull.” Her fork hovering over her plate she asked him a very critical question: “Want to try any of these? I promise I won’t tell anyone you were an accessory to my cake crime.”

Nodding in agreement to his statement, she let it drop, giving him a grateful smile for his understanding. “Thank you” being the last words uttered by her on the topic. “And yes I think that would be a good idea, somewhere less crowded perhaps?” She suggested, once more linking their arms with a congenial smile.

“Oh economizing, I see” smirked Dannis his eyes smiling, “How very efficient of you.”

Dannis shifted his gaze left and right before whispering, “You promise? I have a reputation to maintain here miss.”

“and yes…” she replied slipping her arm under his and smiling up at him. Dannis breathed an inward sigh of relief. So she hadn’t minded their closeness.

He returned her smile, “Of course.”

Dannis surveyed the crowded room before spotting an alcove to their left. Perfect. He led her through the swarm of fine skirts and boots to the golden bench, topped with red filigreed cushions, that was ensconced there. A glowing candelabrum was set in the stone above. Dannis held her towering plate of cake while she gathered her skirts to sit.

#karliah #PiecesAndPeaces #Shall We Dance

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Shall We Dance? | Karliah & Dannis

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Hazel eyes glanced up at Dannis as Karliah mentally groaned. Things were going so well, she wasn’t entirely sure she wished to ruin it by divulging information he was likely better off not knowing… though she couldn’t leave him without an answer… she just needed to think about it a little more before she addressed it. Telling him of her thieving ways could have a negative effect, after all.

“Fine choice.” She commented as she watched him reach for the kind he said was his favorite. “I like carrot above all, really… but…” her fingers reaching for a plate as the other hand danced in the air with indecision. She liked far too many, to choose merely one would be a problem.

A wide smile of triumph passed her face as she made her mind up on a manner of action. Carefully, she cut a bit off each cake and put them on the plate, the end product a menagerie of tastes, a childish look in her eyes as she lifted it up for him to see. “I simply cannot limit myself in this case. It’s a celebration after all.” A fork in hand, she took a bite of the lemon. “I might come back more of that later”

“To answer your question… as I have not forgotten–” She began after another bite. “When you’re desperate, anything works to keep you alive… but not everything tastes good. Therefore, not all stolen food tastes better.” A pause as she gave him a sheepish smile. “Sorry if that made the atmosphere a little more serious than you were intending”

His question was met with silence. Now he was thoroughly confused. Was she actually upset about him touching her, or was it the question? He disentangled his arm from hers just in case. The last thing he wanted was for her to feel uncomfortable.

“Fine choice,” said Karliah upon him reaching for the red velvet.

“Thank you,” smiled Dannis. Karliah stood for a moment in front of the table deliberating about her own choice. Then in horror he watched as she gleefully took a knife to each of the pieces of cake laid out, cutting off a small section and piling it on her plate, till she had a conglomeration of flavors. When she was through demolishing the display she presented her creation to him thoroughly pleased.

“I simply cannot limit myself…”

“Oh my god!” cried Dannis, doubling over in laughter. “You know, someone else might have wanted to eat those. I can’t believe you actually did that.”

She grinned and took a bite of lemon, “I might come back for more…”

Dannis smiled and shook his head still laughing.

Karliah changed the subject, deciding to answer his earlier question.

Her response surprised him, he had only said it in jest, not meaning for her to take him literally. “That is true,” he conceded. He made a mental note not to joke about food around her.

“Sorry…” she apologized

“That’s quite alright! No need to apologize. Those who have to scrounge for food most certainly aren’t getting any delicacies. Would you like to find somewhere to sit and finish our dessert?”

#karliah #PiecesAndPeaces #Shall We Dance

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Shall We Dance? | Karliah & Dannis

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‘Stolen food is somehow always tastier’ Karliah merely smirked, memories of snatching food in particularly hard times something which could… somewhat confirm what he said. “Not always.” She commented, eyeing the linked arms for a moment in interest before her mind moved on.

She hoped Susan was far too busy to notice them, or she’d never live this down.

“Hmm yes, that seems logical.” She replied to his suggestion, happily going in step with him to the tables mentioned. “Aha! Well done, milord, there’s cakes on that end.” A long finger pointed to where she saw a tiered dessert on the right side.“Looks like a few different types too…what’s your favorite?”

“How so,” he inquired watching her inspect their joined arms. Had he crossed a boundary? Had it been too forward of him? But no sooner had he begun to question it than she returned to gaze ahead, seemingly content. Dannis shrugged it off and lead them both across the stone floor of the ballroom, Karliah’s deep blue skirts trailing behind her like a receding midnight tide.

She really was quiet lovely this evening.

“Aha!..” Karliah immediately spotted the cake upon reaching the tables. “What’s your favorite?”

Dannis examined the assorted slices: lily white vanilla, dark chocolate, carrot, lemon cream, plum…

“Red velvet,” he replied, lifting the blood red slice from where it set nestled between a piece of black forest and German chocolate on the top tier, and transferring it to a small plate.

“And you?”

#karliah #PiecesAndPeaces #Shall We Dance #lol I had a gif of him licking his lips.#But I figured that was too much XD

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Shall We Dance? | Karliah & Dannis

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“Cake, yes Cake is always required. I wish I’d known I would have made you one.” Karliah replied jovially, looking around the room. She’d not paid attention to anything food wise after she’d found the chocolate statues, so she was at a loss of just where they would find such.

With the look in his eyes, how could she say ‘no’ to his entreaty, and with a smile and a nod she agreed. “Of course!” she exclaimed. “What sort of a mistress of awards would I be if I didn’t accompany you on this daring quest. Besides, I’m quite talented at swiping things without notice… Though first I suppose we must find it. Do you know where cake can be found?”

“…talented at swiping…”

Dannis’s eyebrows raised in surprise once more, his curiosity piqued. Who had she worked for, and what exactly had she done?

“Excellent then,” he smiled. “Stolen food is somehow always tastier,” and proceeded to link arms with her.

“And not a clue. But we shall soon find out. This way, perhaps?” Dannis pointed towards the other side of room at a collection of tables, adorned in red cloth and scattered with golden trays and tiers.

#PiecesAndPeaces #karliah #Shall We Dance

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Shall We Dance? | Karliah & Dannis

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Watching Dannis pivot around an play along, Karliah realized that he was either utterly drunk or utterly ridiculous – either way she liked it. A few nearby guests of the party looked over at them in curiosity, to which she merely raised an eyebrow at. She was having fun with this version of the Admiral.

His smile was contagious and it made her laugh along, giving him her own little bow when he took her hand with a wink.

“Ah it does! And what shall you do, milord, considering the magnitude of such a wonderful thing, to celebrate it?” she asked him. “And may I come?”

“But of course. Hmmmm…..,” contemplated Dannis, a finger upon his lips and a faraway look in his eyes. “Cake! I think first we need cake. There’s always cake at celebrations,”

Still holding her hand, he gazed into her eyes with an earnestness befitting of a military general addressing his troops “Will you join me in a quest for cake?”

#karliah #PiecesAndPeaces #Shall We Dance #lol #Dannis is such a child

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Shall We Dance? | Karliah & Dannis

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Hazel eyes scrutinized the cracking knuckles. “Ohh I’m trembling in anticipation. Look at you – I don’t think I could get my knuckles to do that. Might ruin me for my archery skills, which would just be so, so bad.” She said facetiously, nearly bouncing in excitement at the turn of events, unable to stop the rather immature thought that she’d found a playmate from entering her mind.

“You’ve got me all excited now. Here –” she leaned back, reached for one of his chocolate statues and held it out. “Have a chocolate statue of yourself which I, Karliah Dunmer, am awarding for being the first person to take me up on a pranking challenge. Well done you… you’re badass.”

“Oh thank you!” cried Dannis, cradling the chocolate figurine in his hands. “I’ve always wanted to be a badass! And now, now it’s official.”

He turned to the side briefly, facing an imaginary audience, and bowed slightly, “I’d like to thank my mother, my father…”

Pivoting back to Karliah, he smiled pleased in how hilarious he thought that was; too drunk to realize he was just an idiot. “This calls for a celebration,” he winked grabbing her hand.

#karliah #PiecesAndPeaces #Shall We Dance

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Shall We Dance? | Karliah & Dannis

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Karliah’s head ducked slightly, her eyes looking slyly up at him. Her face was the epitome of mischief as she nodded slowly. “’Doubt’ hmm? Well a lot of people like to puff themselves up, I always enter any agreements with caution.” she told him.

“Though to answer your question – bring it on. I’m more than happy to have an actual opponent, everyone is far too passive. They get so boring after a while.”

“Ahhh. Very smart,” he nodded sagely.

“Don’t worry, I can guarantee you won’t be bored,” smiled Dannis, his knuckles cracking like the wood in a roaring fire as he clasped his hands together and splayed his fingers wide. This would be fun. Images of fellow crew members secured tightly to the mast upside down flashed before him as he remember all the insane hijinks aboard the Hyaline.

#karliah #PiecesAndPeaces #Shall We Dance #so cheeky

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