TheElvenJedi

You never see it coming[Freedomliveson/The Elvenqueen]

I don't think two RP characters have ever made me feel as fuzzy as these two do, not gonna lie xDD Too cute for their own good, if that doesn't prove 'opposites attract' I guess nothing will? XD

You never see it coming[Freedomliveson/The Elvenqueen]

They actually are, though. I mean...

Using the Force to propel herself onward she leapt sideways, producing a second lightsaber that had been hidden beneath her sleeve mid-leap, both blades spun at a speed that made it impossible to tell when one ended and the other began, arcing straight towards Yerbol's neck as she came back down in front of him again, using one of the columns as cover against his counterattack.
"Save your pity and your mercy," she snarled at him as she tried to push him back towards the grave again, "I have no use for it!"

@The Elvenqueen

Her dual saber onslaught was a technique Yerbol had seen quite a few Sith use in the battles he had endured, but the way she managed to handle them seamlessly was almost intimidating, her raw force of will seeming to be injected into her weapons. Yerbol had deflected a few of her glancing blows, but the one aimed for his neck was a different story. It was too swift for him to block both sabers, the Knight blocking one saber before getting clipped in the right shoulder by the other as he jumped backwards. Grimacing at the burning pain now shooting down his right arm, he took a deep inhale, forcing his breath out as he focused intently on his opponent instead of the pain. He would have time to address his wounds later. This Sith needed to die.

@freedomliveson

SHE TRIED TO DECAPITATE HIM, and he wanted to kill her in revenge for Lysa and now here they are getting married, I feel like such a proud parent *sheds a tear* THEY CHANGED SO MUCH xD

You never see it coming[Freedomliveson/The Elvenqueen]

Yerbol continued her train of thought regarding the ceremony, in particular the location, prompting Aria to frown thoughtfully. “I guess here would work.” she mumbled, fingertips absently tracing patterns over the back of his hand. “It’d be a long trip for your parents though, all the way from Taris.”
Her partner followed up with the statement that Taris would NOT be an appropriate wedding spot due to the risk of Rakghouls gatecrashing the procession. Chuckling, Aria retorted with:
“I don't know, Chwuq and Taral might get jealous if we let the Rakghouls have a more important job than them. Maybe you're right.”
She didn't know which thought was more entertaining: Rakghouls with flower baskets or the two Tuk'ata smartly dressed in bowties or some other kind of formal attire, both prancing down the aisle with the rest of the procession. Such thoughts were probably an indication that sleep was required. Nodding, she mumbled her agreement as she settled against his side and let her eyes drift closed, mumbling.
“Mhm, so could I.”
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While the duo had predicted Neta's ecstatic reaction and subsequent eagerness to help with many of the planning aspects, they could not have predicted the kind of attention that the wedding ceremony itself would require, or attract. Aria could not recall precisely how the guest list had inflated from Yerbol's immediate family, their friends and a few others here and there, to one hundred (!) people. They had hastily refused to add any more, claiming that there simply wasn't enough room in the courtyard to accommodate any more seating. The excuse thankfully seemed to keep the media happy, much to Aria's relief. The Champion had vehemently insisted upon “NO CAMERAS!”, her stress levels already nearing breaking point before she could consider the thought of the entire thing being broadcast all over the HoloNet. So much for “small and quiet”. She HATED the attention, much to the amusement of many individuals who claimed her attitude was entirely opposing to those of both her parents, who had been indifferent to every kind of scrutiny the paparazzi could have thrown their way.
The topic was somewhat of a sore spot for Aria, serving to remind her that neither was able to attend what was certainly the most important part of her life….ever. Not that she lacked other support in their stead of course, there was a veritable contingent of other women who fawned over her enough for several mothers and sisters combined: Tabitha, Neta, Kira and Vano of course, as well as Sho who had shot through on the next freighter almost as soon as Aria had said the word “wedding”, and (much to her surprise, due to the Elder always being so serious and Aria putting it down to the fact that she lacked interest in such matters of the heart) even Cheriss showed a marked interest in helping Aria cope with the stressful pre-ceremony time period. It was as close to “organised chaos” as the concept could be, as far as Aria was concerned she couldn't wait for it to be over.
“That's what they meant by ‘wedded bliss’ right?” she had joked with Kira early on in the morning in the command center as they watched people whirling chaotically past them carrying chairs, flower arrangements and food platters, “The relief after all this is finally over? I've never known anybody to make so much fuss over something as simple as us putting our names on a piece of paper!”
She'd caught a brief glimpse of Bex and tried to approach him to ask about Yerbol, who she hadn't seen since they had woken up that morning and been whisked away by various persons to attend to this, that and the other, before Cheriss and Neta swooped in and ushered her away shaking their heads the entire while.
“Come now, Aria. It's bad luck for him to see you before the ceremony starts.”
The Champion had tried not to roll her eyes.
“You know that's just a silly superstition, right?”
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Although, as the time drew nearer, Aria began to wonder whether there was some kind of merit to the idea at all, given the misgivings that seemed to all be occurring at once. Neta had left her in one of the guest quarters just off one of the meditation rooms (the only room big enough to cram so many women into it all at once and STILL have enough room to breathe) in the company of Cheriss, Sho and Vano in order to help Kira and some of the men re-organise the confused flower shipment.
“At least we’ve still GOT flowers, right?” Aria laughed nervously as she tried to brush it off and not get too stressed. “I mean, it could be worse...they could have not got here at all.”
“Don’t jinx it, kiddo.” Neta warned her with a broad, dimpled smile before disappearing off again. After getting cleaned up and drying her hair, Aria wished she had taken Neta’s advice and kept her mouth shut. She had been confused about why Sho was grinning so suspiciously, until she actually noticed the problem herself.
“Are you sure you weren’t wearing heels at the fitting, Ari? Cause I dunno about you but it looks like there’s WAY too much skirt there for your little legs.” the Mandalorian jested.
“Oh, you’re kidding.”
“It’s not THAT bad.” Vano laughed nervously as she tried to keep the would-be bride from launching into a full-out panic.
“How tall do they think I am?!” the Champion’s voice went up an octave as she flapped her hands in a distressed manner. “I’m NEVER going to be able to walk in that!”
“I’m sure they can take it up.” Vano argued.
“IN AN HOUR?!”
“Ari, honey, just sit down.” Cheriss coerced her into a chair, the Champion flopping into the seat with an audible “WHUMP”, still dressed in just the slip she was to wear underneath.
“Forget everything else, this is the WORST thing that could have gone wrong today!”
“We’ll think of something, just try not to panic.”
“Worst comes to it, you could always just go in your birthday suit.” the deathly silence and disapproving scowls that were shot in Sho’s direction implied that nobody else in the room shared the Mandalorian’s crude sense of humour.
“I was KIDDING, jeez! I don’t see the rest of you doing anything else to try and make her feel better.”

The two younger women whisked out of the room with the out-of-proportion dress in tow to attempt to get the errors fixed, leaving Aria alone with the Qyaari Elder who set to work on calming her down and sorting out her hair.
“So, what’s the matter?” Aria responded to the question with an exaggerated groan of protest.
“Cheriss, just because you’re my Godmother doesn’t mean you get to psycho-analyse me on my wedding day.”
The Dathomirian clucked her tongue softly, shaking her head as she pinned back an unruly section of the young woman’s fringe.
“My dear, I’ve known you since you were a little girl. I think I’m more than qualified to know when you’re trying to put on a brave face.” the smirk disappeared, Cheriss’ tone softening as she continued in a quieter tone: “So, what is it? Getting cold feet?”
“N-No!” Aria was quick to protest with a shake of her head that earned her a chiding tap on the shoulder and a “keep still!” from Cheriss. “No, I know this is what I want, I just...worry that other people might not agree.”
“You really think he’d change his mind? You two have been practically inseparable since you met.” A pause. “Or is this about your parents?”
“I hate it when you’re right all the time.” Aria huffed, her snappiness dissipating as she mumbled. “...I wish they were here.”
Cheriss ‘hnn’d sympathetically, squeezing the Champion’s shoulder as she finished putting the last pin in place. “Sometimes I still worry they’d be disappointed.”
“Don’t start crying now, you’ll ruin that makeup Vano worked so hard on.” Cheriss chuckled, finishing up with: “They’d both be very proud of you, Aria. And don’t rule it out, you and I both know your father’s been keeping an eye on the two of you.”
“So I wasn’t imagining his voice in that cave?”
Cheriss shook her head in confirmation. “Honestly, I don’t doubt for a second that your mother’s the one dragging him back by his ears or he’d never leave.”
Aria wasn’t entirely sure whether her godmother was being serious, but the image it created prompted the Champion to finally smile again as she snorted.
“Does it really work like that?”
The Dathomirian grinned and shrugged.
“We’ll never know I suppose.”
The rest of the bridal party returned shortly afterwards, dress suitably altered, and they were soon scrambling to ensure Aria was properly dressed before the music began and announced the start of the ceremony.
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Aria swore her heart was pounding so violently in her ears that she couldn’t even HEAR the music as she followed the procession down the aisle. She didn’t know what made her more nervous, meeting gazes with Yerbol or the sideward glimpses she caught of the vast audience on either side. Stopping beside him, she was immensely relieved to finally be able to stand still (much of her thoughts during the walk down had been occupied by “don’t trip, don’t trip, don’t trip for the love of Force”) and turn to face Voldon while the music died down to allow the former Battlemaster to begin speaking. Aria hoped the speech wouldn’t last TOO long, in fact she was more than eager to get this over with and get back to the state of relative normality they had been enjoying three months prior to their decision to tie the knot.
Boy, am I glad to see you. She risked a sideward glance at her partner while Voldon spoke a short paragraph about what a “momentous occasion this was for the Qyaari as well as Aria and Yerbol themselves”, chewing her lip. Don’t change your mind when I forget what I was going to say in a moment, okay? I didn’t practise. I was too busy panicking.

You never see it coming[Freedomliveson/The Elvenqueen]

Awesome! Finally remembered to write down some thoughts about how we could work Quesh into Act III as well so left some of those in the Characters tab for you to pick at whenever C: not as good as the last one but there may be some things we can build on XD

You never see it coming[Freedomliveson/The Elvenqueen]

Woops I totally forgot to actually write down the Quesh stuff I brainstormed over the weekend XD It's nowhere near as good as the Xiis brainfart but maybe it's got some things that'd be of use so here goes *cracks knuckles*

again there's not an awful lot on Quesh lore-wise, and its been forever since I played the Quesh storyline in SWTOR so I don't really remember any of it xD

-So the toxic atmosphere is apparently important to makng (adrenal) stims so perhaps Lon and his followers make use of this in an attempt to somehow make themselves more powerful than the Qyaari (kind of like the power guard project from the Consular storyline of SWTOR? I know they'd have Force abilities etc but what if they were trying to develop cybernetics or something that used (adrenal) stims to heighten their Force presences even further in an attempt to be more powerful?)
-If we go down this route there are supposedly abandoned Imperial research facilities there which they could make use of for that purpose
-The toxic atmosphere could also be a kind of deterrant so alternatively they could simply use Quesh as a base of their operations because it'd be harder for people to drop in on them unexpected? (kinda like Zinuthra's mountain ranges)

OR

-along the same vein and still looking at stims, what if Lon and his followers managed to set themselves up on Quesh with the goal of trying to monopolise the (adrenal) stim market in their favour, so they control all the production and exports of stims and thus attempting to win favour/more backing from powerful people and turn them to their side against the Qyaari/Alliance so they could depose them and set up their "Force user government"?

Thoughts/Additions/Subtractions? XD

You never see it coming[Freedomliveson/The Elvenqueen]

oh man, yeah that'd be a good idea to decide wouldn't it? XD uuuhhh...I guess Zinuthra would work? o.o kinda "neutral territory" so to speak? XD

You never see it coming[Freedomliveson/The Elvenqueen]

No worries haha, Wednesday it is! XD I look forward to it as always:P

You never see it coming[Freedomliveson/The Elvenqueen]

No worries as always! :3 had some stuff come up myself so I probably won't be able to get to a response till tomorrow myself

You never see it coming[Freedomliveson/The Elvenqueen]

Six sounds good, yep! :D

Oh man yeah, that was a super brainfart, not sure if luck would be on our side to get one THAT good again *gigglesnorts*

Awesome, have a good weekend then :D and I shall do some researching when I get the chance and see how we can work Quesh and some of the loose threads into the backbone of your "concrete" idea xD

You never see it coming[Freedomliveson/The Elvenqueen]

I quite like the idea of the marriage occuring in an "interlude" sort of period. Would be kind of like giving them "breathing room" for a few months to get back into the swing of things and get a bit more experienced so they're ready to help tackle the new threat c:

I really like the fleshed out idea O_O it sounds wicked awesome haha Quesh sounds awesome too, perhaps we can work Quesh into it somehow? I'll do some research over the weekend and see if I get any brainfarts haha

Having a new alien race to introduce would also be super awesome, but veeerryyy intensive in terms of what we'd have to flesh out in lore and such o.o We could give it a try I guess and we could always scrap it later if it doesn't go so well? XD