Mórrígan Dubh
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Apr 1, 2021 19:30:27 GMT -8
*In front of the freighter Morrigan spun around, gun in hands. She smiled. -Morrigan- "Relax; I'm not going to kill you." * Eyes falling on the ship she continued* "We are going to kill this hunk of junk however." * Back falling open with a blank she explained* "We are getting my personal effects off this bucket of bolts however." *Smiling politely* "Have the strong feeling your boy Boland may be more familiar with this kind of thing but you need to start somewhere." * Morrigan simply turned, entering the ship. Items started flying out smacking on the ground. Morrigan strolled off the ship, organizing everything on a trolly. With an up ward nor she walked Grace to the Utopic Vulture and began loading. Finished in minutes she led Grace back the other ship and tossed the girls wrench. She then waded into her work*
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Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Apr 1, 2021 19:43:51 GMT -8
*Grace sighed, helping her move the small to her ship. She returned with Morrigan and she began stripping the ship down, following Morrigan's lead most of the way* -Gcace- "I'm a criminal now...." They tore the dash apart, the passenger space, kitchenette, washroom. They took the ornaments that decorated the windshield. Then she helped Morrigan strip then engine. Grace stood back, wiping sweat from brow and stealing a glance at her accomplice*
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Apr 1, 2021 19:52:36 GMT -8
*Morrigan watched the girl with a big of a smile. Making their of the innocent was not her style but this kid needed to learn somewhere; might as well be from a professional. They carefully loaded Grace's ship. Morrigan then showed the girl how to siphon fuel. The weapons system was dismantled.They took the seats. Light bulbs. The carpet from the floor. 20 kilos of spice they came upon. Emptied the fridge, cutlery drawers. Nothing was left unturned. It was like The Grinch who stole Sithmas. In no time flat the vessel was an empty shell. Morrigan snatched a tool from Grace, tossing it in an expensive utility box. They took that too. As the latch to the Utopic Vulture shut Morrigan smacked Grace on the left shoulder* -Morrigan- "Let's go make sure my boys haven't tossed your own in an industrial garbage bin." Only half joking*
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Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Apr 1, 2021 20:29:11 GMT -8
*Grace felt quite exhilarated after the whole exercise was done. She was now a true deviant. The bodies were somewhat unsettling. And how Morrigan handled them just like any other piece of the ship that they were cleaning out was more unsettling. But she shook that image away. Swinging her head towards Morrigan at the off the cuff comment about Boland and her heart began to beat like a jackhammer. But she tried desperately to keep her cool. She walked along with her eyes peeled for Boland*
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Apr 1, 2021 21:03:36 GMT -8
*Kieran walker calmly. This was nothing more than a nice constitutional, nothing more. By the time they had circled back to where they began he had learned little and wanted to know less. Laoch wondered when they were going to cap puncy but was in no hurry. Liked the kid but could shoot the dog easy enough. Boring. He kept walking. Suddenly he could see Morrigan in the distance*
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Apr 1, 2021 21:15:31 GMT -8
*Boland walked along wordlessly. He had sized both men up and was pretty sure he could take them both. Holding Maureen's hand she absorbed everything with wide eyes. With Boland at one side and The Hound on the other end felt more than safe. Quite forgotten The Raven sat on the highest perch in the area, looking down on all with keen eyes. He saw the women the whole time they were playing house at the shipyard. And he was them coming back*
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Apr 1, 2021 22:01:39 GMT -8
*Morrigan walked slow and deliberately. She knew where she was going, both in present life and that after. Made stressing the little things a nonproblem. Grace was a bag of nerves but handled herself quite well notwithstanding. Morrigan could work with her. She asked simply -Morrigan- "What's with the kid?"
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Apr 1, 2021 22:16:07 GMT -8
*Grace unconsciously ran a left through her hair* -Grace- "Maureen? She's a little girl." Then dropping not to far behind* -Grace- "A little girl who can obliterate a wookie with a thought." * Brows dropping she now risked her own query* -Grace- "Who killed those men back there?"
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Apr 1, 2021 22:28:53 GMT -8
*Morrigan smiled. And to the question she plainly stated* -Morrigan- "I did." * As it to add more closure she continued, not extrapolating but expanding* -Morrigan- "just like I dropped the entire staff at the old IF bank the other day. Well I kept the computer genius they have... had there alive." *Speaking as if describing a tea party with Yoda* -Morrigan- "He helped me clean the place out." * Shrugging it off she finished* -Morrigan- "Then I killed him too and blew the place up."
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Apr 1, 2021 23:00:48 GMT -8
*Grace fought the instinctive urge to bolt, grab Maureen and Boland and run, never to be seen again. These people were every bit as insane as she had heard. Stopping she breathed, slow through the nose; slow out the mouth. Closing eyes she collected herself* -Grace- "Sorry... cramps." *Nodding up* -Grace- "On look! It's the boys..... And Maureen." * Grace was everything but a coward but this woman was psychotic... And that illness might be hereditary. Pulling herself together, Grace continued walking*
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Apr 2, 2021 20:01:46 GMT -8
*Morrigan smiled. It was here in this simple place that something new had hatched. Now where would it take her?*
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Apr 2, 2021 20:41:56 GMT -8
*Grace fought the bizarre urge to bolt. Boland cast a large shadow over the woman. Behind lagged Maureen and The Hound. High above The Raven circled impatiently. And here they were, standing in front of the Utopic Vulture. Grace thought fast. The very ship that they used to flee life would be what would bear them on the journey into a new life. Ironic that. Mmories of another journey flooded Grace's mind; that to the Other world then back again. But that was fleeting. Her attention feel back on the ship and everything it represented*
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Apr 2, 2021 20:47:33 GMT -8
*The two thugs trailed the pack. Getting close the hung back, chatting in the shadows*
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Apr 3, 2021 0:07:54 GMT -8
*A glimmer of hope sprang up in the eye but was gone like that but an evil smilremained*
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Post by Óglaigh na Iarndóideanna on Apr 3, 2021 1:39:41 GMT -8
*Ten butt ugly cat people soldiers led by a CO who looked like something out of a bad Spaghetti Western swarming by for a visit would shock most stoic individual. O'Dubhui leading ten Togs around on Skip One still turned a few heads but on the whole they raised little suspicion. Lieutenant O'Dubhui looked around carefully. Asking for information that might be incriminating was not overly wise. Still he spoke to quite a few of the inhabitants. Morrigan Dubh they knew. And they knew that she was living in the Smugglers Run. O'Dubhui was exhilarated. Unfortunately it was also then that the state of the Universe struck him. Particularly among his own people. That greater question was swept away by two things. Firstly O'Dubui eyes two ships with his crew's name written all over them. But more importantly, it appeared that a particular body he one quite intimately was present*
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Apr 3, 2021 20:35:54 GMT -8
*The movement of O'Dubhui and his mentor not go unnoticed. By any around them. The common decorum here was to see everything, hear anything necessary and keep your hate shut and say absolutely nothing. Quite appealing attitude to Morrigan, indeed one that she was quite at home with. Yet she could not help but at least take a fast glance at the new group. It hit her with the force of an SSD. These were indeed her people. But she said nothing. Hope....*
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Post by Óglaigh na Iarndóideanna on Apr 3, 2021 21:20:37 GMT -8
*Morrigan's peak did not escape O'Dubui. Nor did her identity slip by the Togs notice. All were contained but the tension was mounting. He knew another thing too. He could smell death in the air. That among the IF was hardly new. But this was one of us..... Face tensing as he mused then the 'who' struck him. Snapping from his inner thought he looked up at what was now his CO....*
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Apr 3, 2021 22:01:38 GMT -8
*She could feel the Old man nudging her. More precisely slapping her in the back of the head. Turning she spoke* -Morrigan - "Excuse me a moment...." *With that she walked over to the group of Togs and the officer. Eyes thinning a second* -Morrigan- "Lieutenant O'Dubhui." *Right hand touching side of her forehead. She laid down the hard news fast* -Morrigan- "Himself is dead..."
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Post by Óglaigh na Iarndóideanna on Apr 3, 2021 22:17:29 GMT -8
*The man and the Togorians right hands shot up almost in unison. Her announcement clearly rocked the crew. O'Dubhui knew.... Somehow he did but he was shocked still. He ventured* -O'Dubhui- "Who?" * Then with a dash of shock* -O'Dubhui- "How?"
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Apr 3, 2021 22:34:26 GMT -8
*Morrigan laughed in spite of herself at the last question. Face filling with grief again she answered as best as she could* -Morrigan- "Well the amadant apparently blew himself up playing with a grenade." *With a glance to the Togs, who seemed fractured by the whole mess, she turned back to O'Dubhui* -Morrigan- "I have the ashes...." *Finished She turned to leave then swung back* -Morrigan- "At ease. & all terrible news aside, nice to see you." * She walked back over to the crew*
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