The Elvenqueen

You never see it coming[Freedomliveson/The Elvenqueen]

She's not usually this grumpy, just wary since, well... the crazy blue people ARE killing everybody, and her idiot brother is just all like "well that ones hurt let's go help them" XD she'll mellow out pretty quickly fear not hehe

You never see it coming[Freedomliveson/The Elvenqueen]

No worries! Medbay achieved! =D

Also, meet the Echani twins! They're friendly I promise xD (and Denali is also a doctor, which is probably important for poor Bol right about now haha)
EDIT: Who I also now found faceclaims for and added to the characters tab! :D

You never see it coming[Freedomliveson/The Elvenqueen]

Aria didn't like the silence. Not at all. It was too...foreboding. The intermittent sounds of blaster fire as they approached the walkway leading back into more civilised population was all too noticeable. The Champion frowned at the group of thugs, stepping forward in front of Yerbol as the lights all went out, the walkway pitched and rolled violently. Only the safety railing and a firm shove from Taral as she teetered towards him kept Aria from falling over the edge. Blinking, she beckoned the Sith hounds forward with a jerk of her chin towards the group of thugs who still didn't seem to have noticed them. Both were reluctant to leave their stations protecting Yerbol, but with complacent grunt-whines, obeyed as the group moved forward, keeping the shimmering blue outline of Voldon's shield just ahead of them.
The Tuk'ata fell on the thugs in seconds, teeth and claws shredding through any being that got within their range. Any that escaped the flurry from the beasts were swiftly sliced down by Aria's lightsabers. They made it to the other side of the walkway in a matter of minutes, the stunned security officers rising from their cover to give the disheveled Qyaari a respectful salute.
“Much appreciated, ma'am and er…” The middle-aged lieutenant in charge eyed the Tuk'ata with some trepidation, though the beasts paid him no mind and dropped back once more to snuffle at Yerbol in concern.
“Don't worry about them.” Aria reassured him with a tight-lipped smile. “But if it's not too much trouble, could you point us to the nearest medbay? My partner’s hurt.” she didn't have to gesture at Yerbol twice for the man to nod and hastily give them directions.

Next block down and on the right. It seemed so much further and by the time they glimpsed the white washed walls that were common for medcenters all over the galaxy, Aria was concerned that both Voldon and Yerbol might pass out. Yerbol from his injuries and the Elder from the sheer amount of power he expended in order to keep the other Champion on his feet. Gingerly taking hold of him by the wrist, it was difficult to find a way to place her hand that didn't brush over one of the many bruises or open wounds that covered his body, Aria guided Yerbol to lie down on one of the gurneys and tried not to cringe every time he flinched when she touched him. Voldon all but collapsed beside him, Aria turning as she heard Chwuq growl softly.

“Hey! You can't bring those mutts in here!” shouted a man's voice, its owner stepping out of the office the two tomb beasts were facing and striding quickly towards them. Chwuq and Taral snarled again and loped forward to intercept, only to scatter with startled yelps as a second person flew through the office doorway, some kind of staff in hand, and gave both hounds a sharp clout to the muzzle. The stench of singed fur wafted back towards the trio, the hounds whining pitifully as they glared daggers at the woman who had struck them and tried to slink back to join Aria again.
Purple electricity crackled along the length of the staff that she grasped in both hands, bright violet eyes narrowed to slits as she hissed at the dogs:
“You want another?! Any of you run at him again and I'll bash your skulls in!” of course, neither Yerbol nor Voldon were in the position to be making any sort of aggressive advances.

Perhaps what was most disconcerting was that Aria could hardly tell the two newcomers apart. Both had the same chalk white hair and skin, the same violet eyes framed by sharp, angular cheekbones, and they were nearly the same height, maybe five foot five or so....the only difference being that the woman (or so Aria guessed from the tone of her voice) had her hair hanging down around her shoulders and was dressed in silver and white robes, while the man's hair was slicked back from his face in a small, neat ponytail at the back of his head and he was dressed in the classic medic scrubs, a doctor’s symbol above his heart on the pale green jerkin.

Aria almost sighed out loud in relief. A doctor. If only she could persuade them they were friendly….
Dropping her sabers back to her belt, Aria took a step forward and had to leap sideways to dodge the end of the electrostaff that swung right for her head.
“I said stay back, or I promise you I'll knock your bloody block off!”
The Tuk'ata gave angry barks and lunged for the woman, only to be sent flying back into the gurney with another hefty whack from the staff.
“They're not dangerous, and neither are we.”
“THEY WERE GOING TO TEAR HIS THROAT OUT HOW IS THAT NOT BLOODY DANGEROUS?!”
Undeterred, Aria ignored her threats and stepped carefully forward again, hands held outward. She peered past her at the man, who seemed a bit more amicable than his companion.
“They're just protecting us!” the Champion placated, dodging another swing. “Please! You're a doctor? We need help, my partner’s very hurt!”

“Grrr.” the Tuk'ata slunk back up beside her, eyeing the pair of newcomers warily as the man stepped forward, placing a firm hand on the woman's shoulder and forcing her to lower her weapon.
“Yes, I can see that.” His voice was far less threatening, she felt a lot more hopeful as he moved carefully closer, his gaze darting to Chwuq and Taral.
“Let him through, guys.” Aria ordered, the beasts complying with confused grunts. The medic moved past them to examine Yerbol, pulling a scanner from the bag at his waist and pointing it at the Champion as he ‘tsk’d softly in concern and shook his head.
“Let me guess, you ran into the Chiss-looking guys down there?”
“Yeah.” Aria croaked, warily keeping watch on the woman from the corner of her eye. She didn't move, watching the medic work in stony silence. “Can you help him?”
“It's bad.” the medic whistled, plucking out a bottle and a syringe with a needle attached as he drew up some fluid, which was then injected into Yerbol's arm (painkiller, he explained when Aria questioned what the liquid was). “All his ribs are cracked and he's got a lot of internal hemorrhaging; hell...I'm surprised you got him all the way over here.”
Voldon snorted, prompting Aria to shoot him a thin, but grateful smile as she proclaimed.
“The Force can be very helpful.”
“Well, a soak in the bacta tank is definitely in order...if you and your Force can get him that far.”
“They might bring them here you know.” the woman spoke up. “The Chiss things. You're going to get us both killed one of these days, helping everybody who looks sad enough the way you do.”
The man rolled his eyes and beckoned for Aria to help Yerbol across the room to the tanks, admonishing his sibling:
“Oh don't be ridiculous! If they wanted to kill us they would have done it already. Don't you see they're all carrying lightsabers?” as Aria gently coaxed her lover back to his feet and supported him on the way to the bacta tank, he added with a reassuring and calm smile:
“The name's Denali, take no notice of my sister Rhine...she's all bark and no bite.”
“Aria. This is Yerbol, and Voldon. And the dogs are Chwuq and Taral.” she introduced their battered party as they helped Yerbol up and into the healing tank between them.
“Well, welcome to the hell formerly known as Coruscant.” Denali chuckled dryly, Rhine adding on as the Tuk'ata warily approached in order to keep close to their pack members.
“Although from the looks of you all, you've been there and back already.”

You never see it coming[Freedomliveson/The Elvenqueen]

Oh man, I totally forgot about that too...yeah, she nearly jumped out the window and made a run for it or something didn't she? XD she's really changed for the better since they started teaming up haha

Awesome, I look forward to it as always!

You never see it coming[Freedomliveson/The Elvenqueen]

Slightly shorter one this time, but I figured they both needed a little time to process the reunion? ;w; *wipes eyes* XD

You never see it coming[Freedomliveson/The Elvenqueen]

It took them moments after Voldon had collapsed the wall in their path, to find the other door, Chwuq yelping frantically as she charged straight for it and tried to knock it down with her sheer strength. A Tuk’ata-shaped dent was all that was left to show for it, the female hound staggering backwards in an almost drunken fashion as she gave a disoriented grunt-whine.
He’s here! He’s here! This door! Apparently her disorientation didn’t last long, because as soon as the door caved in she and Taral leapt past Voldon and sprinted into the room, yelping and whimpering anxiously as they presumably ran straight towards Yerbol. Aria couldn’t see, of course, as most of Voldon’s form blocked her view further into the room. The Battlemaster turned suddenly and grabbed her by the shoulders, which startled Aria somewhat, and demanded firmly that she find them a way out of there.
“N-No...No, I want to see him first!” she tried to protest, though Voldon gave her a stony look and muttered.
“That wasn’t a request.”
Ordinarily, she would have pushed right past him and ignored his instructions. But this was Voldon, the Battlemaster never asked for anything without good reason and she had learnt to trust him. Swallowing the lump in her throat, she nodded and turned away at a brisk run down one of the branching hallways to look for a way back up. They’d come down in an access shaft, there had to be others besides that one. Or a maintenance lift of some kind, that would be even better. From what she could feel through their link, Yerbol wasn’t at his strongest, it might be asking a lot from him to expect him to climb through such a narrow space.
Had to be something somewhere....her senses were on high alert for any sign or sound of movement. There could still be traps, but nothing so far. Just the drip, drip, drip of water off the tunnel ceiling. She nearly ran headlong into the control panel as she rounded the corner, the breath rushing from her lungs as her torso connected with the big square panel jutting out of the floor. Her feet slipped on the puddles that had begun to pool from the leaks in the ceiling, but by dropping her sabers back to her belt she managed to grab onto the panel and steady herself. Looking at it more closely, she would discover it contained a grimy switch that seemed to be marked for “UP” and “DOWN” (from the arrows pointing in such directions); on a hunch she flicked it towards the down-pointing arrow and with a shuddering groan the elevator lurched to a stop and opened out in front of her. If her hunch was correct, this would get them back to the surface, it didn’t look as if the Xiis had even touched it, much less tampered with it, since they had arrived on Coruscant.

She had been halfway down the hallway to rejoin Voldon when she heard him scream. Her heart leapt straight into her mouth, adrenaline rushing through her system as she sprinted towards the sound, stopping abruptly as Voldon came back into view, a familiar if badly bruised and battered figure half hunched over beside him. She had wanted to run straight over, throw her arms around him and never let him go ever again, but abruptly stopped herself as she took in the state of his injuries.
“F-Found a maintenance elevator...be easier to get back up that way, less climbing.” she choked out in Voldon’s direction, her tongue sticking to the roof of her mouth momentarily as she inched carefully closer to him. The two Tuk’ata whined, also keeping their distance as they seemed to understand or sense Yerbol’s fragile state. Hesitantly, she reached out towards him, but recoiled as he flinched away before she had even touched him.
“Shhh, it’s me.” she murmured soothingly, standing as still as she could manage. Tears burned in her eyes as she tried to keep her voice steady, mindful of her earlier talk with Kira. Had to keep it together, for him, to keep him together. “It’s me, baby...I’m here, you’re safe now. They’re not gonna touch you again.”

You never see it coming[Freedomliveson/The Elvenqueen]

Oh man, I don't blame him, poor guy D: It's okay Bol, Ari and Voldon are coming! And don't you dare die on them or you'll be doomed to endless sass from ghost dad for all of your ghost eternity! XD

You never see it coming[Freedomliveson/The Elvenqueen]

mwahaha, I know what I'm doing this weekend when I have time *rubs hands together* xD

You never see it coming[Freedomliveson/The Elvenqueen]

Awesomeness, I shall definitely work on some pretty things to spice it up a bit :P
Ahhh this is exciting xD

You never see it coming[Freedomliveson/The Elvenqueen]

Ohhhh, that's an awesome idea :)