Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Aug 5, 2018 15:56:08 GMT -8
No words passed between them and so along they had paced among the flora and fountains.... She kept moving her legs but her mouth remained still. A moment of comfortable silence they say revealed trust. Mutual ease and comfort. Still it left a haunting feeling deep inside.... The bitter irony of this feeling of being alone in a universe filled with life did not escape the woman. , Grace walked on the left side of the Jedi so that her seeing eye faced the other woman. This left her blindsided on her open left but she was placing uncommon trust on the elder
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Rhiannon Danu
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Post by Rhiannon Danu on Aug 5, 2018 19:04:03 GMT -8
Rhiannon’s mind too lay deep in thought on the subject of solitude. And indeed she felt the emotions constricting the woman at her side. And there in her great compassion she was compelled as a great philosopher to offer instruction “This is such a nice break from the claustrophobic feelings inspired by wide open busy streets – don’t you think?" The rhetorical question left hanging she continued to stroll along silentlyFeeling further. The tranquility of the Room of a Thousand Fountains could be mind splitting. Feeling further obliged she continued. But here she invited a response -Rhiannon- “This universe has become most restrictive - has it not?” She moved on accenting her point -Rhiannon- “I mean really; you are what? But a young woman with a young child escorted by her well-muscled flame and some most bizarre Otherworldly crow” Head shaking -Rhiannon- “What great damage could you possibly do?” She laughed as the vision of Boland dropping a few troopers with a crow pecking at their heads and a tiny girl kicking them as they fell. Only to be cut to pieces by a burst of gunfire. It made absolutely no sense. And it reduced a once vigorous universe to stagnant empty puddle. Casting a gaze at Maureen they image was erased and replaced by a vision of a pile of dust left in the wake of Maureen protecting Boland. She actually smiled in spite of herself
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Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Aug 5, 2018 21:22:45 GMT -8
Grace walking head down, still quietly listening. The first question struck her but she remained silent. She spoke the truth. But it seemed nothing more than lamenting. And this she understood fully, so caged she felt. Rhiannon went further as Grace walked on gracefully. The ancient sage was most wise and indeed not without wit. The image in her own mind stayed safe on the pacific side. Certainly it did not escape her either that many might well be biting off more than they could possibly chew. Here she thought of Maureen too but she wondered what would happen if the Raven were to move. But all that passed the heart of the questions. She answered with all in mind. Boldly at that -Grace- "I believe that we could put more than a dent in just about anybody." Eyes narrowing she expanded shrewdly -Grace- "But why would we?" Head lifting and tongue crossing her upper lip -Grace- "And more pragmatically who would ever expect that we could?" As Rhiannon had opened both of Grace's questions begged no response The oft forgotten wolfhound, which many would find difficult to comprehend given his size, materialised suddenly, dropping Boland in a mad charge in defence of the child. Boland howled -Boland- "Bloody thing!!!" The child giggled then eyes widening screeched -Maureen- "Cú Faoil heel!!!" Head down submissively the dog trotted over to her with tail wagging furiously -Maureen- "Good boy! Don't kill him... yet."
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Rhiannon Danu
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Post by Rhiannon Danu on Aug 5, 2018 21:40:26 GMT -8
The young woman's statement actually impressed her; she respected other women with strong will and confidence. The rest that fell from Grace's mouth affected her even more. Logic was most appealing. The sudden appearance of the dog however shocked the woman from her thoughts, if but momentarily. And indeed this showed in her widening eyes. Monstrous animal. But she did like what it did, or at least the beast's intent. And how the little girl handled him was impressive. Turning attention back to her companion she nodded at Grace -Rhiannon- "Yes... yes...." She then continued on with the slow stroll through the immaculately designed spacious room
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Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Aug 5, 2018 22:49:35 GMT -8
A wide grin grew on the face of Grace, excuse the unintentional rhythmic disgrace. Ok. Where were we? Right. Massive grin forming she froze as an idea formed. Triumphantly declaring -Grace- "I know of a library that will the knock your socks!!!" Right hand snagging Rhiannon's the left bicep Grace pulled the woman forcefully towards and indeed out the door. The man turned to grab the child standing back as he looked at the massive dog growling -Boland- "C'mon!" He followed behind Grace and Rhiannon as the girl and dog followed them
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Aug 5, 2018 22:59:21 GMT -8
Kieran and Laoch stood to the north end watching at a distance. Kieran sighed and the two followed behind, Several officers followed
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Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Aug 6, 2018 16:21:38 GMT -8
Effortlessly moving from there to here at will The Raven circled about dropping compost on the sacred ground beneath
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Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Aug 6, 2018 18:17:18 GMT -8
Having thoroughly unholied the holy waters like that The Raven was gone
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Post by Twi'leck Triplet Dubh on Aug 25, 2021 21:29:00 GMT -8
Into the fabled Room of a Thousand Fountains the three girls walked. Looking from side to side the eyes of all of The Twi'leck Three swept the majesty space. Gid noticed several groundskeepers. Brows raising she thought 'Interesting....' The girls spent some time marveling at the scene. Finally Gid spoke -Gid- "Need move on; just casing the place right now." Both sisters followed the red Twi'leck out of the beautiful little piece of harmony
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