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You never see it coming[Freedomliveson/The Elvenqueen]

Interlude it is! So by few months, how does six sound?

Sounds good! I've wanted to do SO much with Quesh.

Yeeaaaahhhh, that would be really hard, considering that we've ALREADY built up such alternative universe lore that creating an alien race sounds very intimidating. I'm still applauding your manipulation of the Chiss, which took a lot of work...and that was an already existing species, not a new one.

Alrighty, so seeing as my next post will be the end of Act II, I think I'll get that to you on Monday...cause that'll be a LONG one xD

You never see it coming[Freedomliveson/The Elvenqueen]

Absolutely it does! Kinda nice to go short for a while, you know? I mean, looking back at how long our posts got makes me thankful for being able to have a lull.

And yes, we did! Not only will it be nice for them to actually get some time off, but while all the nice stuff is happening, we can figure out what storm will blow through next. I've had an idea going through my head while I'll list for you in a minute.

So, I'll just post some thoughts/questions and then we can discuss?

-Did you want them to get married in this second Act, have there be an "interlude" between two and three(kinda like SWTOR?) where they get married or have act III begin with the marriage?
-In any of those scenarios, I suppose we could have the posting order be:
1. One post from each of us summarizing chaos before marriage/reactions of other characters/setting up and finally leading up to the ceremony itself
2. One post from each of us where the ceremony takes place/reception/partying
3. One post from each of us about first few months(more on that duration of time below) of marriage
4. Introduction to next big threat (more on that in a sec)

-How long do you want to skip forward after the marriage? Do you want to skip forward a few months or longer? I'm kinda thinking about six months would be good. Enough time to enjoy themselves/be a married couple teaching at the Academy/getting more experienced and wise. What do you think?

So the next threat. I've had some loose strands and a more fleshed out ideas that I'll list below for you:

Loose strands:
-We could go on a KotFE route and introduce the idea of a whole other galaxy with a sweeping empire that seeks total domination of the universe through the Force(so basically a Force-centered government). Might be interesting to see a whole government run by Force users. Could cause division/questioning of Alliance/defections/betrayals, especially with a good enough leader.

-I've really wanted to do something on Quesh, seeing as it just seems like a good place for something horrific to happen, although I don't know what. Maybe former Imperials banding together to try and act as a "neo-Empire" of sorts? <--I know, it's corny, but best I could come up with.

-We talked about an alien race coming to investigate all the noise occurring from Aria and Yerbol's galaxy, but creating an alien race sounds daunting.

Concrete idea:

Soto is freed by a group of "Force separatists"(ich) that have stayed off the radar due to their disagreeing with the newly found Qyaari's principles. This group is led by a former Jedi Master named Lon Zhuse, a once gracious man turned sour by the witch hunt created by Bracknell. Lon and his group maintain a sort of "underground network" of Force users that practice strict adherence to a code of their own which encourages separation from any kind of governmental institution, instead allowing each Force user to explore their own "Force potential". This will naturally appeal to Soto, who quickly agrees to join the group, which has members clamoring to take down the Qyaari's "oppression". Lon and his main cadre begin to plot on how to take down the Qyaari, their first step involving a trip to Belsavis where they destabilize the prison on-site as a distraction before delving deeper into the ruins beneath the surface to do research over the Dread Masters(yay SWTOR lore). The Dread Masters final resting place contains their teachings along with mentions of "Force tears". "Force Tears" are "wounds" in the Force that emanate energy to be sapped by those who can shoulder the burden of what caused the wound. Lon and his group will seek these "Tears" in order to draw enough power to take on the Qyaari and free all Force Users to pursue whatever destiny they choose.

What do you think?

You never see it coming[Freedomliveson/The Elvenqueen]

And there it is! Man, I got nervous typing that. Channeled a lot of my own emotions when I proposed to my wife.

It's funny, though, because once you get to that point in a relationship(like those two have), you kinda KNOW she's going to say yes...and yet as guys we still get nervous. My wife and I had been best friends for years, dated for a bit and I mean, we KNEW we were going to get married...but just like poor Yerbol, I didn't know if she would actually agree to put up with me for the rest of my life.

Anyway, point is, that scene really hit home. Hope you enjoy!

You never see it coming[Freedomliveson/The Elvenqueen]

When she asked the occasion, he only smiled and told her:
"I just like spoiling you sometimes, that's all." His hand once again thumbed the small box in his pants pocket, then quickly withdrawing it and placing his hand back on the table, chiding himself for the anxious habit he had developed ever since the box had occupied the spot it was in. All he had to do was make it through dinner...and probably dessert. Then he could ask and it would all be over. One way or another...but of course she'd say yes. Right? She hadn't given any indication she would shoot him down, that suspicion only being confirmed as they spent the evening relaying childhood stories, personal aspirations like Yerbol's desire to own a signed copy of Jedi Warriors, an infamous virtual reality game made by an elusive game designer that cashed in on the game before disappearing("I know, I know, I'm a nerd. But you kinda knew that already, didn't you?"). He relished this time together, away from the troubles of the galaxy that would more than likely rear their atrociously ugly heads in the very near future...which was why he couldn't wait any longer to ask her.

"Yeah...a surprise." He cleared his throat, heart beginning to race uncontrollably.
"Uh..." He stammered a bit as his eyes scanned the countryside in hopes of being inspired to relay some kind of massively romantic speech, but when he returned his gaze to her glowing dark irises, her tender smile, he just blurted out words that he would later remember as stinking good considering how nervous he was:
"Remember that time we left for Bracknell's ship?" He held out a hand before issuing an admonishment:
"I know, I know, we're not supposed to talk about work, but that was a pretty historic moment. We were at the brink of issuing in an entirely new and uncertain chapter of history in the galaxy and..." He chuckled.
"All I could think about was how awful it would be if I were to lose you. Of course, we were just 'friends' at the time, so I dismissed any kind of romantic feelings(which was stupid of me I suppose), but even then, EVEN THEN I knew that you were special to me." He sighed gently, a hand gently caressing her cheek before resting on one of her outstretched hands.
"And every single day after that, it's only gotten bigger. The feeling, mind you...that didn't come out right. You know what I mean." Another nervous chuckle.
"All the time I served in the Academy, I was taught to never invest too much in emotional attachments. That they made us weak, not able to be the objective judges that the Jedi wanted. But I think...no, screw it, I KNOW that's wrong. Because my love for you has only made me stronger, made me want to preserve that harmony Renso talked about in order for others to have a shot at the kind of happiness we have...and I hope we'll always have." Here it comes.
"I never want to live a day without you. Ever. I don't even know if I physically could, seeing as you help me find where I keep my socks in the morning." One more laugh before he turned to fully face her, both hands intertwined with hers.
"And I know that we share everything now, but...but I want it to last. Forever." He sank to one knee, hands letting go of hers in order to produce the box.
"Aria Saal, the most beautiful, wonderful woman in the world..." He opened the box, revealing the ring.
"Will you marry me?"

You never see it coming[Freedomliveson/The Elvenqueen]

"What's the occasion?"

Oh Ari, my dear, you have no idea xD

Proposal coming up!

You never see it coming[Freedomliveson/The Elvenqueen]

The interactions between Sho and Ari begged to be expounded upon, but unfortunately Sho was called away, leaving a very flustered Champion to mutter a suggestion about their further course of action. Yerbol chuckled at his partner's reaction, patting her on the back.
"Come on, honey, I think anybody would be scared in a situation like that." He uttered a follow-up as he slid away:
"Especially someone as delicately raised as you." Expecting a public display of tickling, he raised his arms up, professing:
"I DO have a surprise for you that'll make up for the comment!" He jumped backwards a few feet with a chortle, telling her:
"Which I won't tell you about until I'm good and ready...and I'm not. So, here's what we're going to do: you and the dogs go back to our hotel room and get changed into...well, there's that dress I saw in your pack and I think it looks positively smashing, so maybe that? I'll pick you up in...an hour and a half? Yeah? Sound good? See you in a bit!" Without any further explanation, the Champion bolted away, fully aware that she would be frustrated with his lack of detail. Hopefully the question and the subsequent piece of jewelry he planned on giving her(again, hopefully) would persuade her that his sudden disappearance was worthwhile.

Dodging into the central market they visited earlier that day, he strolled past a few of the storefronts before settling on one he had ducked into for a few minutes while Aria was occupied with another store. A Twi'lek behind the "L" shaped counter wearing a distinguished monocle smiled knowingly, reaching into the opaque glass case and withdrawing a small black box, pushing it across the counter.
"It's all ready for you, young man."
"Perfect...can I look at it again? Just to...you know, confirm what I'm about to do." The Twi'lek laughed, opening the box to reveal a breathtaking piece of diamond swirled with emerald and aqua colored flecks that produced a serene effect on the viewers, said diamond in a silver setting.
"I can't believe this."
"Most people can't. Would it make you feel better to know that most of us were in your shoes once and made it out to the other side alright?" Breathing out sharply, the Champion took the box and nodded with a nervous smile.
"You have the luxury of already being there...I need to make sure she says yes first."
"This ring would make the most royal of princesses acquiesce."
"Let's hope."

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"I assure you, sir, one of our private balconies is on hold for you."
"Absolutely sure? As in, if we come up there our bloody names will be on the table sure?"
"Yes, yes, of course! We look forward to your visit and will ensure your instructions will be followed to the letter."
"Good...good." The sleek ebony-colored transport pulled up to their hotel, Yerbol instructing the driver:
"Give me a sec." Emerging from the transport in a white jacket with green shirt, tie and black pants that complimented the the lightly colored upper half(another purchase that he made, this time claiming to "have really bad stomach issues". Thankfully it didn't take too long to pick out the ensemble and have the shop owner keep it on site until he could arrive there).
"Ok. Ok here we go." He thumbed the ring box in his pocket, closing his eyes for a quick second.
"Time to change our lives forever...for better or worse."

_____

He was of course extremely complimentary about his lover's appearance, issuing her into the transport that cut through the central markets and up towards some of the upper class residential homes.
"Don't worry, we're not lost, I promise." After a few turns, they arrived at a manor with a sweeping half circle driveway with trimmed edges gently flanking the front of the stone building. The transport doors were opened for them by the staff of The Cliffside Manor, a revered eating establishment that proudly claimed it once was the residential quarters for three Republic senators. They were issued through a black and white checkered marble entranceway and through a main dining area that was intimately lit, brushing past the tables before being led through a set of double doors with ornately etched glass panes onto a circular balcony with a small cherry-oak table in the middle with two chairs seated next to one another. A candelabra sat in the middle of the table, dishes and cutlery placed in line with the seats. In front of them lay the sweeping hills of the countryside dotted with trees and fauna, mountaintops visible in the distance.
"So...what do you think?" He withdrew a chair for her as he added:
"I think it's befitting a senator's daughter, don't you?"

Witcher: March to War (NecroKnight x freedomliveson)

Roche balked at the request for identification, pointing at the stripes that laced across the protective coating around his shoulders.
"You see these? Shouldn't that be enough or shall I illustrate what happens when a Blue Stripes commando gets waylaid by guards who should know better than to ask?" The guards looked at each other and grumbled under their breath momentarily before putting on apologetic airs:
"Sorry about that. Proceed on in." Shooting both them glares, Roche then settled his attention on Eve to answer her question:
"Who said we were going to tell anyone?" A teasing smirk flitted across his face as the stench of city dwellers assaulted his nostrils.
"Don't think I'll ever get used to that." His nose scrunched in disapproval before telling his companion:
"Get us off the main square so I can direct you to one of our...safer locations." They careened off the square and down a ramp towards some of the seedier portions of the city, Roche stopping Eve upon reaching a dead end flanked by two abandoned buildings. Roche disembarked, knocking on the door to their right in a distinct pattern, prompting the quick appearance of garbed Commandos.
"Commander?"
"Grab the cargo in the back and store it downstairs. And Charles, that coin you brought from the sewers, grab it." The commandos complied, the one named Charles producing a silver coin with an all too familiar etching.
"See that? Grabbed on a body that was dumped not too far from here that was...well, you'll have to see for yourself. Mind looking at the body for us?"

Witcher: March to War (NecroKnight x freedomliveson)

Thanks for understanding and again, PROFUSE apologies for the delay. The semester is almost over for us, so grading shouldn't be too hard from here on out. I'll let you know if things get crazy again.

You never see it coming[Freedomliveson/The Elvenqueen]

All looks good, especially this new Mandalorian friend you introduced. Think you can work her into Act III? It'd be nice to have someone else give Ari sass xD

I'll have Yerbol ask in the post after next....got a lot of set up to do

Witcher: March to War (NecroKnight x freedomliveson)

Hey, so I'm TERRIBLY sorry about inactivity, but my grading load got unbearably high. I'm finished now, so if you'd like to continue, let me know and I'll post :)