Thread: All Hail the High Queen! (FoxWriter/Uminator)

I'd be completely miserable if you stopped hanging out with me. I'd be left with a choice of boys who just want to ogle and grope me or girls who want completely hate me because they're so jealous Cleo still managed a bright smile as Aaron got to his feet, giving his hand a gentle squeeze. Onlookers might confuse them for a couple, but their relationship was something different to that, something beyond that. They weren't a couple, they weren't siblings, they were something closer. They were a part of one another in a way that nobody else could possibly understand, or that they could even begin to explain. They supported one another, gave one another hope when everyone else tried to take it away, the strength of one was the strength of the other. Ironically this level of closeness was just another reason the boys hated Aaron, particularly because many of them assumed it also implied intimate relations between the two, though the truth was that the pair had never even kissed. Well, not beyond friendly pecks on the cheek anyway. Hm...emancipated huh? Well I suppose it's possible, but that usually takes so long that by the time it was done you'd be 18 anyway Cleo laughed softly as they walked. Though I suppose you pretty much are for all intents and purposes anyway aren't you? Natalia couldn't help but grin when Aaron called her Nattie, noticing the blush on his face. She just gently placed a hand upon his head as she passed, almost like a mother attempting to comfort her own child. You don't need to thank me Aaron She did wish this wasn't necessary, that Aaron was her most frequent patient, but he suffered so much. It hurt that there was nothing she could do about it, Natalia knew how much it hurt Cleo to see Aaron like this, it made her feel helpless to be unable to help Cleo in such a way. Still, Aaron got one advantage at least, one that nobody but Cleo would ever receive, even if neither of them knew it. As Natalia went to retrieve her kit, she carefully looked inside of the bag. The equipment inside of it somewhat resembled standard medical equipment, but it was far more advanced. This was equipment she had been entrusted with by her queen, her goddess, the one who had rescued her from her old life. It would allow her to take care of Cleo completely, make sure that clumsy human doctors would never endanger her health. The only one beside Cleo, and herself, that she had ever used this on was Aaron, making sure to heal his wounds in ways that human medicine never could. Without this equipment it was likely that Aaron would have scars, long lasting aches and pains, possibly even disfigurements from the various beatings he had received over the years. But that would have made Cleo unhappy, so in Natalia's mind that justified the use of this on the human boy. She was even capable of curing his Asthma with some of the things she had at her disposal....but that would be too far. Such a radical, and by human terms impossible, feat would raise suspicion, it would make Aaron start asking questions, draw the attention of others, and that would put Cleo at risk, something that was completely unacceptable. Alright then, let's get you patched up hm? Natalia sat down infront of Aaron, pulling a cloth from her kit, applying a small amount of a clear gel to it, then carefully rubbing it onto the various cuts and emerging bruises on Aaron's face. The gel would stimulate the healing of his wounds to be far quicker and more perfect than them healing naturally. As it rubbed across his nose it would penetrate deep to the skin, right down to the bone, making sure it would pull back together, regenerate rapidly. Hm, you're lucky here Aaron, your nose was almost fractured, but it looks like you're tougher than you look hm? Of course, it actually had been fractured, borderline broken infact, but she couldn't tell him that, not when it would be good as new within minutes. Of course you can stay for dinner, you know you don't need to ask Aaron, you're always welcome here. I've even got the spare room all ready for you if you'd like to spend the night The woman smiled brightly, then leaned back. Ok then, shirt off young man Drixel's own loyalties were as unshakeable as Neema's. Like all in the empire his first loyalty was to the royal family, to the High King. Their word was law, their word was not to be questioned, their will was absolute. Were they to say tremble, the entire galaxy was to tremble without hesitation. At the same time though, his loyalties were also to Neema, though really the two were one and the same given Neema's unshakable loyalty to the royal family. Over the years Drixel had received offers to work for others within the empire, to put his talents to use elsewhere, even offered the opportunity to be a leader rather than take orders. The rebels had even tried to recruit him once....of course that hadn't ended well for the rebels, by exposing themselves they had signed their own death warrants. The very idea of rebellion disgusted the man. The empire was what kept the People together, it was what kept them safe, it was what kept order in the galaxy. It was only right that the other, inferior, races of the galaxy served their betters anyway. Ah the Lady Freeya...I had the honour of meeting her but once, before the Princess was born. I must admit, I was awestruck by her presence Drixel smiled at the memory, the beauty of the queen had been like the shining light of a star. The High King had chosen well with her, not only her beauty but her personality had been a shining beacon. When the rebels killed her, in the hope it would demoralise the Imperial loyalist forces, it had only backfired, driven them into a hateful frenzy. Ironically, it was that act which probably drove the Empire to win the war. Ah, one of your concubines my lady? I am truly honoured The man couldn't help but grin slightly. Concubines were well sought across the galaxy, though they were only owned by those the concubines themselves chose to be their owners. To attempt to force one into slavery was akin to committing suicide. Neema's own concubines in particular were well known across the empire as some of the most beautiful, the most magnificent. For Neema to make such an offer was a great honour. Of course it was no promise of anything happening, it was only an offer of introduction. The concubines themselves would have to decide of Drixel was worth of them. Still, to simply see them would be a privilege in and of itself. I was thinking the same thing my lady, a solar pod will be able to enter their atmosphere and land within the city without attracting undue attention. It appears that will be our only option, at this distance I am unable to focus the signal any further through all of this interference. If we get closer then the signal will become stronger, we will be able to pinpoint her highness' location and finally locate her Drixel slowly pulled a pair of human glasses from his pocket. In preparation I have created these. The humans call them glasses....they will allow me to continue scanning even on the human world...I believe they call it 'Earth'...a rather pleasant name if I say so myself