The Elvenqueen

You never see it coming[Freedomliveson/The Elvenqueen]

“I’ll have you know, cannocks are VERY terrifying when you’re only three feet tall and you’ve never been out in the wilderness before!” she scowled, lunging for him and missing as he leapt backwards to avoid the attack. Raising an eyebrow at him, she responded teasingly: “Okay, sure...but what for?” he was, however, already waving her off and hurrying away before she could get another word in edgewise and so the Champion had no choice but to call back their beastly companions and do as her lover had instructed, all the while trying to deduce what exactly he had in mind as a ‘surprise’. The hounds were just as perplexed as Aria was to find Yerbol missing when they returned. She tried to usher them back towards their accomodation but Chwuq and Taral insisted upon scouting the area for five minutes first as they attempted to discover where their missing pack member had disappeared to (thankfully, the Champion’s scent was easily lost in the muddle of various other smells in the area and they lost any ability to track him just as quickly).
“Yerbol?” Taral gave a flummoxed snort and headbutted Aria in the ribs, his tail drooping to show his distress.
“Bol’s busy with...something, buddy.” Aria told him, patting the hound on the head as they walked back.
“Alone?”
“Yeah, I know. Weird isn’t it?” Aria mumbled in agreement as she nudged the door shut behind them and headed into the bedroom to rummage in the backpack she had packed to find the dress in question. She would go along with Yerbol’s suggestion of course, but she couldn’t help but feel he was acting somewhat suspicious...although one conclusion she could draw from this was that they were definitely NOT going to be somewhere out in the middle of the jungle plains (if he thought she was going out there in this dress, then he WAS mad!)
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As Yerbol arrived to collect her an hour and a half later, Aria’s suspicions were only heightened further as she took in his chosen attire. “...You’re awfully smartly dressed for somebody who was complaining of a stomach ache earlier.” she teased as she slipped past him into the transport (which was definitely more swish than usual...he was up to something or she was a Wampa). Yerbol made no comment, simply smiling at her and complimenting her own outfit. She shrugged it off and followed along with his directions, settling into the chair he drew out for her after they arrived at their table.
“It’s beautiful.” Aria smiled, the corners of her mouth curling upwards into a playful smirk. “Is this what you’ve been trying to hide from me all day?” Yerbol flashed her that adorably dorky smile as he took a seat opposite her. “What’s the occasion, or is this just because we didn’t get a chance to do the whole ‘dinner date’ thing on account of lots of people trying to kill us?”

At least, that’s what her best guess was. It wasn’t like they hadn’t earned the chance to go a little overboard, and The Cliffside Manor was certainly one of the best places on Onderon for doing just that. She’d never been up to this part of the city before when she was younger, although her mother had attended more than a few meetings here since she had been what the people on the HoloNet liked to call “the most talented senatorial representative Onderon has seen in a long time” (but of course, reporters always exaggerated. At least, that’s what her mother always told her, she had always been modest...or tried to be, as much as the rest of her colleagues would allow her to be), although her mother had talked about bringing her here when she was older, before everything had happened. It was nice to finally have the experience nonetheless. They talked, laughed and ate some of the best food they'd had in a long time; Aria shared a few more stories such as how she'd met Sho while her mother had been having some sort of diplomatic meeting with Clan Ordo’s leader, and the two had hit it off like a house on fire.Aria had been easily persuaded by the wayward Mandalorian to venture out of the city and explore while “the grown ups did boring stuff”. This had been a great idea until Sho had taken a wrong turn on one of the pathways and led them deeper into the jungle (“My mother was furious. She swore blind that was “the last time she'd let me hang around with that Mandalorian hooligan!”). From the balcony they were on they had a fantastic view of the entire plains, Aria pointing out an area a mile or so out from the settlement where the more adventurous kids had built a “den” of sorts, which they used to have mock reenactments of the civil war battles they learned about at school.
“Sho insisted that they showed me “how to play properly because I'd clearly never had fun in my life”.” she chuckled softly, shaking her head. “I'd never horsed around like that till then and most of them laughed at me. Only Sho and a boy named Nils. The other kids wandered off and they helped me practice till I was good enough to join in with everyone else.” a soft blush coloured her cheeks as she went on to explain how she'd developed a schoolgirl crush on the older boy, although it hadn't lasted long; because apparently once you started pulling pebbles out of the cliffside or deflecting oncoming projectiles without even touching them the other kids thought you were a “freak”. It was oddly therapeutic to share some of her fonder memories with him, just laughing together and enjoying life for what it was.
“Thank you. This was unexpected, but very nice.” she smiled, placing a hand gently over his. “Definitely a good surprise.”

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@Dervish Wow, it's a shame you had such a bad experience with the "generic pairings" list there bud D': though I find I prefer to have a rough pairing and fandom list given, and/or a very basic plot outline idea listed with them which is open to both parties collaborating on to world build and create something more solid than have a super-solid one outlined.

Cause generally I found that the ones that had too much detail in the IntCheck weren't actually open to making alterations to that storyline whatsoever and it made for a much less enjoyable roleplaying experience because it was more of a "this is the storyline I want so follow along with it and don't complain" kinda gig o.o

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You never see it coming[Freedomliveson/The Elvenqueen]

I can certainly work her in somehow if you'd like hahaha

Okidoki! I shall follow your lead there xD

Shuffle your music player and post the first 10 songs

1. All The Things She Said (Clean Album Version)-t.A.T.u-200 km/h In The Wrong Lane
2. Lion [Explicit]-Hollywood Undead-Notes From The Underground
3. Skinny Love (Bon Iver Cover)-Birdy-Birdy
4. Yellow Flicker Beat-Lorde-The Hunger Games: Mockingjay Part 1 OST
5. Chandelier-Sia-1000 Forms Of Fear
6. Milk Teeth-Keaton Henson-Birthdays
7. Voulez Vous-ABBA-ABBA Gold: Greatest Hits
8. Face Down (Acoustic)-The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus-Don't You Fake It
9. Sylvia-The Antlers-Hospice
10. Going Under-Evanescence-Fallen

go ahead and laugh at my varied music tastes, I dare you. I have no shame XD

You never see it coming[Freedomliveson/The Elvenqueen]

Good grief, I'm sorry this took me forever to write O_O Was trying to research some of the lore regarding what happened with the Mandos on Dxun after KOTOR II, this is probably a little out of the ballpark but it seemed more plausible than them just disappearing completely...Besides, in lieu of relatives there's always your childhood daredevil friend to tell your boyfriend your most embarrassing story ever right? XD

I wasn't really sure what Bol was planning in terms of popping the Q, so hopefully I'm not stepping on his toes at all there XD if I need to ammend anything in particular to fit in with what you had in mind there of course let me know c':

You never see it coming[Freedomliveson/The Elvenqueen]

Aria chuckled along with him at his impression of his mother, shaking her head. “You told her those packet rations we'd had to eat for the past few weeks are nowhere near as good as her cooking, right?”
The Champion was quiet a moment as she considered the suggestion, placing her other hand over his gently. “Sure, we could go to Onderon.” of course, she was a bit apprehensive about returning there after being gone for so long, but it would be nice to see what had (or hadn't) changed since she had last visited the planet six or so years ago.
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The landing pads were certainly as bustling as Aria remembered it when the duo landed on Onderon some two days later, it was almost as if the chaos hadn't touched Onderon at all. It made a nice change to not get stared at incredulously for having a pair of Tuk'ata padding at their heels, given that half the bustling population in the square consisted of beast riders and their tamed charges, many of which would be shipped off world to places like Taris or Telos IV in order to help with re-establishing a natural ecosystem on the recovering planets. Thankfully it was a lot easier to find their booked accommodation this time, since the roads were more clearly marked (in plain old Galactic Basic) and branched off in a roughly hexagonal manner from the center of the settlement. Like most of the buildings on the outermost edge, it backed right onto the towering sixty foot wall that surrounded the city, with a flat roof at the perfect height to admire the views of the vast plains that stretched out over the horizon on the other side of the wall.
“That's the Skyramp. The early settlers built it to keep all the predators out of the settlement. Of course that was before the beast riders became a thing and they started learning to tame them.” Aria pointed towards the wall that looped around the entire settlement, connecting on both ends to the large palacial-looking building they deduced must be the “capital building” Yerbol had read about.
After settling in and getting something to eat, the duo agreed that visiting the building seemed like a logical first step to their visit. It certainly didn't disappoint, the holographic replicas were so detailed it was easy to believe that they were ACTUALLY walking through the dense jungles that had stretched far across the plains before the Iziz settlement had been erected, watching in fascination as some kind of sensor in the walls triggered the images to shift to a representation of the two civil wars that had torn through the planet since it had been colonized, though the sudden explosion to their left as a Basilisk war droid came crashing down into the middle of the market square was perhaps a bit TOO immersive.
“I always wondered where that giant crater in the middle of the plaza came from.” Aria chuckled as they emerged out on the other side of the building. The large fissure created by the apparent crash had been evened out since Aria last remembered it, creating a kind of lower level of the market slightly below the other stalls, which some savvy business owner had taken the initiative to set up as a “tourist hub” of sorts: a large, interactive map projected out of a statue in the center showing the various attractions different sectors of the city, as well as the walking trails that led out of the main gate and onto the plains that surrounded the city (although strict warnings claimed that tourists should take care “NOT to venture beyond the treeline without a proper guide” as those areas were heavily populated by the aggressive native fauna!), not that the duo had to worry about the native fauna of any kind given their past experiences with ravenous beasts of many varieties.
“So…” Aria exhaled softly as they paused to examine the map. “Where do you wanna go first? We’re not going to get through everything in one day, so I guess we just pick a place to go and leave the rest for another time.”
She stretched up to point towards the section on the map marked as the “Mandalorian Enclave” (which the history tour had explained was set up after Clan Ordo’s Mandalore in the last civil war helped the people of Iziz defeat General Vaklu’s forces...the Mandalorians had been more welcome throughout Onderon from that point onwards, so much so that some of them chose to settle permanently in an area of the city close to the main gate, the Mandalorians were well-known for their adventurous spirits and many of them had set up shop either as impromptu “tour guides” of sorts for the more daring tourists, or as weaponsmiths and mechanics.) “We head up through there we could nip out onto one of the shorter trails before the sun goes down, let the dogs loose for a bit so they don’t go stir crazy.”

Aria had not been expecting to run into a familiar face while browsing through the stores in the Mandalorian’s area, so the Champion was simultaneously startled and pleased to hear a loud voice crowing:
“Well, if it isn’t little Ari!” the duo spun around to discover that the voice belonged to a five foot nine young woman with a dimpled smile that almost rivaled Neta’s (but not quite) and a shock of indigo-and-blue hair on top of her head that stuck up in way too many different directions. “I TOLD them I knew that little baby-face when I saw it on the news!” though she was dressed in civilian clothes that implied she was currently working as a mechanic of some kind, the Clan Ordo symbol tattooed on her forearm proudly displayed her Mandalorian heritage.
The Champion was dragged into a one-armed hug before she could protest otherwise, Aria clearing her throat and dusting herself off as she was finally set down.
“It’s nice to see you too, Sho.” Aria grinned. “Though I have to admit, I thought you’d be in lock up by now.”
“Hey! Just because we got into trouble a lot as kids doesn’t mean I was gonna turn out a criminal.” turning to Yerbol, the Mandalorian beamed and shifted the package she was carrying under her arm to stuck out a hand. “Sho Ordo, you must be Yerbol?” Sho chuckled after they had shaken hands, following up with another question: “So has Saresh got you guys doing some kind of ‘tour of duty’ or something? Everyone was making a big thing outta that signing ceremony the other week.”

The duo were of course quick to correct her assumptions by informing her that they were here to relax and enjoy themselves.
After checking the time, Aria frowned warily.
“Though I think we’ll skip the longer path through the plains for today, it’s getting late.”
Sho grinned sheepishly.
“Still traumatised, huh?”
“You got us lost in the jungle!” Aria shot the Mandalorian a scathing look. “We had to sleep in a TREE to avoid being eaten by cannocks!” with a sideward glance at Yerbol, she added: “for the record, if a Mandalorian ever tells you “this is perfectly safe” or “I know what I’m doing”, it isn’t, and they don’t.”
“Hey, my Pa found us in the morning didn’t he?” Sho protested, standing up straighter. “I wasn’t scared. Ari cried.”
“I did NOT!” Aria protested, red-faced.
“Did too, like a baby. She was such a little lady she didn’t even know anything about surviving in the wilderness. You woulda died out there without me.”
Aria’s arms were now crossed over her chest, the Champion’s features knitted into a sulky frown.
“I wouldn’t have ended up out there if it wasn’t for you. My parents were furious, by the way.”
“Bah, you still disappeared off two years later without saying goodbye.” Sho grumbled, punching Aria in the shoulder. “They can’t have been that mad at you if you got off-world right?” a man’s voice called out something impatiently from across the street, Sho quickly responding with.
“Yeah, I got it! Jeez!” before she turned to the duo and apologised. “I better get back with this before his head pops off or something. Nice to see you, Ari!”
Aria couldn’t help but sigh in relief once Sho had disappeared into the store across the street, relieved there would be no more embarrassing childhood stories revealed.
Clearing her throat awkwardly, she glanced at her partner and mumbled. “We can take a quick walk now if you want, but we should try make it back before sundown. The cannocks do wander closer once the city noise dies down and it’d be less safe even with those two around.” she nodded towards Chwuq and Taral, who had trotted out of the gate to use the bathroom while the Champions were talking. “Cannocks travel in big packs and I don’t think the four of us could fight off twelve all at once, especially at night when you can’t see them coming..”

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Damn writers block!!!

You never see it coming[Freedomliveson/The Elvenqueen]

Post is in the works sorry, having a bit of trouble getting my brain to write today T_T

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