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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Jul 20, 2018 17:54:04 GMT -8
Conversely both Ciarán & Laoch were loving the woman’s tirade. Then Ciaran felt her eyes fall on them
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Jul 20, 2018 17:55:36 GMT -8
Nodding up to the Dubh boys
-Morrígu-
“And then we have the two leg breakers from Black Sun.”
Head shaking as if trying to shake the look of sheer desperation from her face
-Morrígu-
“And so what? These people have empires to build….”
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Jul 20, 2018 18:03:28 GMT -8
Speaking for Laoch as well as himself, Ciarán stated coolly
-Ciarán-
"Anybody who even thinks about touching any of you better apologise."
Adding on top of that
-Ciarán-
"Or I shove my fist up their....."
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Jul 20, 2018 18:13:42 GMT -8
What the man was saying was actually quite endearing, be it delivered in crude a gangland lingo. But sparing the child she leapt in
-Morrígu-
"Thank you Ciaran, and I have total faith in you."
Smiling
-Morrígu-
"But let us try to avoid rather than walk into conflict."
The Raven, now wholy confused, first by the Corn Flake commercial bonding BS, now the woman and her 'avoid conflict' nonsense, cooled the urge to incinerate them all
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Post by Lámh Dhearg Manaan on Jul 20, 2018 20:29:19 GMT -8
Two wayfarer land abruptly. The ships carrying Lámh Dhearg Manaan and Óglaigh na Iarndóideanna sit idle. Men under Briget Nommad begin a full diagnostic of both ships
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Post by Briget Nommad on Jul 20, 2018 20:38:24 GMT -8
Briget began work on the Driodeka. The mission was simple. These heaps of scrap metal attacked things. That is what they did. That simple. Unless they were specifically programed not to attack something. Having kicked, spit on and called about every curse known in a impressive number of languages Briget was almost ready. One Droideka opened up with the left guns. As her team wrestled with the beast so did Briget. And she swore a blue streak that would make An Tiarna himself blush. The beast, unfortunately ended up a casualty. What she did to that emotionless piece of scrap metal is not really printable in this form but the thing died. A horrible, horrible death. That sad event over, after ensuring that no humans were injured, well humans that she gave a damn about, Briget screamed -Briget- "Maureen come here to me!!!" |
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Post by Lámh Dhearg Manaan on Jul 20, 2018 20:49:42 GMT -8
The poor SOBs exiting their ships were happy to be on land.... For about 30 seconds before all hell broke lose. Watching the idiots wrestle with the thing was hilarious. Of course the men quite on reflex covered the Dubh gang deep in a family shindig. The woman calling Maureen was when one of them a officer thought Is she an idiot? He unholstered his gun, as did all men
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Jul 20, 2018 21:26:14 GMT -8
Maureen heard the call. Then the commotion broke out. She looked to Morrígu, who nodded. Then she trotted over to Briget
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Post by Briget Nommad on Jul 20, 2018 21:33:56 GMT -8
One of her crew came over with a sophisticated voice recorder and a genetic kits containing all info on all the people there. She fed these into the droidekas one by one. Careful reengineering of all five remaining units began in earnest. Then they were named
Droidekas:
Ernie
Bert
Grover
Felix
Oscar
Seeing the little girl Briget turned with a smile bending down hands on knees
-Briget-
"Hey Maureen... your pick."
Looking back at the droids
-Briget-
"We have Ernie, Bert, Grover,
Felix or Oscar."
Briget turned back with a smile
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Jul 20, 2018 21:42:54 GMT -8
Maureen looked at the droids wide eyed. Briget was nice. Did she just say I can have one as a pet? She looked up and spoke
-Maureen-
"Oscar."
One droideka rolled forward. With a smile the girl ran back to the wild bunch, Oscar the droideka on heel
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Post by Briget Nommad on Jul 20, 2018 21:48:06 GMT -8
Briget smiled. She then turned back
"The boys from Lámh Dhearg Manaan get Ernie and Bert and Óglaigh na Iarndóideanna... Grover and Felix are all yours!
Her people took to loading the droideka onto ships
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Post by Lámh Dhearg Manaan on Jul 20, 2018 21:52:59 GMT -8
Ships loaded quickly the men of Lámh Dhearg Manaan stayed positioned around their ship
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Post by Óglaigh na Iarndóideanna on Jul 20, 2018 21:55:36 GMT -8
Grover and Felix were secured by the men of the Wayfarer Óglaigh na Iarndóideanna. These men too waited. Change was coming. That they could feel
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Post by Briget Nommad on Jul 20, 2018 22:08:48 GMT -8
The Utopic Vultuure and Gráinne Mhaol were both at docking bay #59 of the Juvex City Docking Bay. Lámh Dhearg Manaan and Óglaigh na Iarndóideanna were crammed into #58. The space was quite roomy but still they were in tight quarters. Briget and her crew worked well like that
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Jul 20, 2018 22:58:28 GMT -8
In her mind looking back at all things gone she turned violently thinking of all wonderful things out there ahead of her waiting for her to behold.... Morrígu wondered why it all seemed so empty. Space... empty. Makes the mind wander.... Wanderers.... AKA An Lucht Siúil.... The stories that would come rise up out of this…. The maiden voyage. Her mouth watered
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Jul 21, 2018 16:50:01 GMT -8
Looking at Morrígu, the question just rolled out
-Ciarán-
"When we start moving at wandering? An Lucht Siúil...."
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Jul 21, 2018 21:46:58 GMT -8
Boland looked at the woman, he too wondering. The Raven on her shoulder also was itching to move. Morrígu looked at the two men
-Morrígu-
"You wish to move? As do I myself, so let us move."
She walked to her ship and boarded, Boland, Maureen and the hound behind her. Boland pulled Laoch along too and Ciaran followed. Now aboard the YT-1300 Corellian light freighter Boland muttered satcatically -Boland- "This should be entertaining...." Shaking his head he turned the key -Boland- "Here goes nothing." At that he fired up The Utopic Vulture, which purred like a cat. The woman spoke -Morrígu- "A triangle - as we talked about." Flipping off the established she affirmed the unspoken -Morrígu- "From there we play it by ear." The ship lifted off clearing the docking bay carefully Boland hit the accelerator
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Jul 27, 2018 14:55:26 GMT -8
As the city came into view Morrígu sighed; home was in sight. Boland manned the ship down landing as close to perfectly as one can get. The sorted bunch piled off the freighter and settled into their quaint dwelling. Some RnR then who knows what
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Jul 27, 2018 16:32:24 GMT -8
The boys exited the YT-1300 following the rest. So here they were, right back where they started.... It seemed to be getting circular but Ciarán saw progression. He moved along with Laoch. In the small flat each took a seat by the door; Laoch to the left, Ciarán the right. Something funny going on with Maureen caught Laoch's attention but he was mum on it all
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Jul 27, 2018 16:53:00 GMT -8
Boland went straight to the kitchenette and put coffee on and handed a few beer around. He gave Morrígu a stiff shot of brandy and Maureen a glass of chocolate milk. Chill out. That was what he wanted. That was what he hoped they all would do
The woman sat at the right end of one of the 3 couches and got comfortable. She thought~ I could go my whole life and not look in another mirror~And at that she picked one off a coffee table in front of her, looked at it then quickly set the thing back down.~You look bad!-Her brows shot up.~This might have a good side to it....
Maureen took the drink that she was offered and ran over sitting cross legged beside Morrígu. She didn't know why that thing did that too Morrígu's face but she was happy it got burned by somebody. She glanced at the woman for a second then slumped against The woman who asked casually
-Morrígu-
"Sweetie do you ever notice any funny things happen around you at times."
She knew. And the Raven, now perched across from the woman on the branch of a massive houseplant knew that she knew. His attention focused on her
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