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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Apr 20, 2021 22:56:42 GMT -8
*Morrigan turned to the pair, eyes welling up with tears met those of her uncles* -Morrigan- "If I hear another person cry me a river about what they did for Papa...." *Face torn with anguish* -Morrigan- "I believe that I'll be driven to tears." *Morrigan was a beautiful woman. And then some. But looks meant little right here, right now; what she was saying mattered. Back to the tale, the poor girl looked a fright. And who wouldn't all things considered? Not to lose ourselves here, Morrigan looked quite the fright and her voice echoed that visual display of sorrow. Then teeth baring* -Morrigan- "Then I'll cut their living hearts from their chests! !!!" *Now icy cold* "And then hurl the bloody thing into the hearth, as not to soil the ground...." *Nodding up to Kieran and Laoch* "I want names...." *Eyes thinning* -Morrigan- "I want facts...." *The bodhran pounded endlessly. The drummer from Oglaigh na Irandoideanne and that of Lamh Dheargh Manaan beat endlessly. Standing she howled* -Morrigan- "Fire!!! No!!! Don't shoot!!! A fire." * The soldiers, CO to lowest rank, searched for fuel. They were very particular in their search. Rocks to forming a circle, approximately a meters wide and a meter long, were collected. A Juvexian came from his hom?e dumping charcoal into the pit. Morrigan smiled and nodded* -Morrigan- "Go raibh maith agat...." *yet another bought kindling wood. And again offered a nod and words of thanks. As the fire burned, so too the mind turned. Looking to Kieran she said flatly* -Morrigan- "Anybody you notice?" *Not awaiting a response, chin rising, she howled* -Morrigan- "O'Dubhui!!! Tar ansin chugam anis!!!"
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Post by Óglaigh na Iarndóideanna on Apr 21, 2021 1:36:14 GMT -8
*O'Dubhui was in his boxers shaving face when the he heard "Come here to me" ring out. Dropping the razor he tossed pants on, stepped into boots, tying them halfway up, with right hand pulled revolver from his side, left grabbing a bat sitting by the door and off he ran. He was sweating, cold and winded as reached Morrigan. Two men were on constantly on CP watch but this had drawn right men already. He went to attention and right hand smacked forehead*
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Apr 21, 2021 2:03:34 GMT -8
*Watching O'Dubhui, shirtless with shaving cream still on face, pistol in right and ball in left run to her call Morrigan's face contorted slightly. Beautiful timing but perhaps she had overreacted. My for a man his age O'Dubhui certainly was in shape. Pecs....Six pack? Military life.... She spoke*-Morrigan- "At ease Lieutenant...." *Left hand gesturing* "Take a seat soldier.... Please.". *Two young Juvexians spun by on ten speeds. Both rose a right, yelling* -Juvexian cyclists- "Oglaigh na Irandoideanne!!!!" *Looking to O'Dubhui she fast stated* -Morrigan- "seems like somebody knows us." *From there she spoke as it dictating a letter* -Morrigan- "Go by the faces. Voice rcordings.... And I want you to use your head and make a few connections.... See if you're on the same page as me."
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Post by Óglaigh na Iarndóideanna on Apr 21, 2021 3:39:09 GMT -8
*Listening close O'Dubhui was almost tempted to interject several times but he just listened. He knew both parties. And connecting the dots would not be hard. He could feel i.... The way these people lined up it was going to be a turkey shoot. BOOM! By the Good God he wanted to eat. Nodding he answered* -O'Dubhui- "I can do that...."
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Apr 21, 2021 10:47:57 GMT -8
*The woman sat waiting. The whole mess was beyond her.... She threw back hair and waited. Tongue crossing lip her mind wandered again*
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Post by Óglaigh na Iarndóideanna on Apr 21, 2021 10:57:43 GMT -8
*O'Dubhui had not gone far. He sat with Stg. Slaughter to attempt to bring recent events and look at them in terms of how they got into a long bitter history. Not easy. Slaughter spoke with a smile* -Slaughter- "Been with the IF since the beginning." * Smile slipping fast from face* -Slaughter- "We always had people who did absolutely nothing who scream and howl like they had they were actually significant." * O'Dubhui at first was almost set for a rosey dance down memory lane but was smacked with a harsh reality. As opposed to argue he went with the grain* -O'Dubhui- "Then as soon as reality rears it's ugly head they hide...." *With a sign Slaughter nodded. They dug deep into what they possessed. A mountain of data they had collected over the years. And their own memories. Looking to the woman he brought the picture into focus* -O'Dubhui- "Laverne?" *Slaughter shook his head* -Slaughter- "No... Labia?" *O'Dubhui snapp ing fingers* -O'Dubhui- "Lamia!" *Back to the photos Slaughter ventured* -Slaughter- "And I swear that is Maximus." *Continuing he pointed out the obvious* -Slaughter- "And you can almost guarantee that one has another body attached to her." *O'Dubhui muttered* -O'Dubhui- "Sinistra...." * The sergeant nodded* -Slaughter- "Yes sir." * The pair went back to investigating* *In the backdrop the bodhran ceaselessly beat*
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Apr 21, 2021 12:39:43 GMT -8
*Kieran's left hand brushed over a weary face. Snapping hand to the left sweat flew away but the jaded look remained. Staring at his brother Laoch said coolly* -Laoch- "We're gonna rumble...." *Kieran nodded grimly but added sorrowfully* -Kieran- "You know if these people did this with a drop of dignity we wouldn't even be talking?" *Laoch nodded* "Makes you wonder...." *Kieran responded fast* -Kieran- "True that but we won't waste too much time hypothosizing on what ifs...." *Laoch lit a cigarette as Kieran you're with a gun* *All the while the war drum pounded*
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Apr 21, 2021 16:15:21 GMT -8
*Morrigan sat Watching the as the fire in front of her grew taller. The people of Juvex now fed the flame that danced at he feet as the bodhran endlessly beat. Sudden she stood up tall, fist sailing high into the night sky and howled out loud and proud* -Morrigan- "Oglaigh na Irandoideanne go bragh!!! *Then again* -Morrigan- "Oglaigh na Irandoideanne go bragh!!!" *And once more* -Morrigan- "Oglaigh na Irandoideanne go bragh!!!". * Standing, right fist raised high, her eyes defiantly swept the crowd*
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Apr 21, 2021 16:37:32 GMT -8
*Kieran and Laoch sat caught up in their plotting when the woman rose, we're but a step behind the woman, as they to rose to feet, jacking right fists high, they screamed out in a eerie oneness, not once, not twice but thrice* -Kieran & Laoch- "Oglaigh na Irandoideanne go bragh! Oglaigh na Irandoideanne go bragh! Oglaigh na Irandoideanne go bragh!"
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Post by Óglaigh na Iarndóideanna on Apr 21, 2021 16:56:36 GMT -8
*O'Dubhui and Slaughter, still picking through files old and new intel, shot to their feet at the war cry and now spread out in pairs, their men too stood high and hands shot to the sky and voices rung high* -O'Dubhui and Slaughter- "Oglaigh na Irandoideaeanne go bragh!!! Oglaigh na Irandoideanne go bragh!!! Oglaigh na Irandoideanne go bragh!!!" -Rank and file- "Oglaigh na Irandoideanne go bragh!!! Oglaigh na Irandoideanne go bragh!!! Oglaigh na Irandoideanne go bragh!!!" *As the men spread out and returned to patrolling the area, O'Dubhui and Slaughter went back to their conspiring. A list in front of them, the sergeant commented* -Sgt. Slaughter- "Sir, have actually considered some of the names collected here???" *O'Dubhui nodded to the question. And he responded* -O'Dubhui- "Killing is a serious thing; nothing more serious then taking a life." *Left index tapping on the paper* "people need to answer for all of this." *O'Dubhui Nodding up to Sgt Slaughter* -O'Dubhui- Nexus?" *Hand flipping it away* -O'Dubhui- "The Old man would have a meltdown if he set eyes on that; he wouldn't have it." *Another upward nod, this towards Morrigan* -O'Dubhui- "Now, Nexus so much as breathing on her is absolutely ridiculous." *Open left circling as he spoke* -O'Dubhui- "Wholly out of character....." OoC Sat Morrigan, Laoch and Kieran back on there cans for the sake of brevity. Go raibh maith agat. In terms of the conversation, 'out of character', is a colloquialism spoken legitimately IC. That said, it is a grotesquely out of character move, and that is OoC
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Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Apr 21, 2021 20:17:16 GMT -8
*Outside the TY 1300 light freighter, The Utopic Vulture, the atmosphere was lit with fires and screaming Fenians itching for a fight. Inside, Boland sat with Grace seeking just a bit of peace. Maureen tearing through the ship chasing a massive wolfhound through the ship screaming was not helping. She had picked up the phrase "Ogalaigh na Irandoideanne go bragh!" and was... running with it. We the child ripped by on lap number we lost count a long time ago, Boland said* -Boland- "We've created a terrorist...." *As if on cue Grace stood* -Grace- "Maybe we should check this out?" *Before she had scarcely finished the man was on his feet, taking her by the arm and heading for the door. Grace exited first with Boland right behind. They say beside Morrigan in front of the bonfire. A blur of blonde and grey giggling hair blew past them. Reaching behind her head, Grace untied the bandana she wore to cover her missing eye. Hands fanned out low around hip* -Grace- "How does it look?" *Hands resting on each side of her head, he looked over the area like he was looking at a missing lightbulb. She was grateful really; the last thing she needed was a pep talk. His gaze caught her good eye and he spoke* -Boland- "Looks alright externally. Does it hurt?" *She shook her head fast and he continued speaking* -Boland- "Have you ever thought of a prosthetic? They can do wonderful things these doctors...." *right there He dropped the ball..... He held a perfect poker face but his heart raced as he thought 'How do I backpeddle outta this one? She looked in the moment as it he'd punched her in the face. The Raven, now settled atop the Utopic Vulture prepared to incinerate part of that insensitive clod*
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Apr 21, 2021 22:25:32 GMT -8
*Morrigan was settled into a seat with a drink on table in front of her and smoke in her right hand watching the fire roar when The Brady Bunch blew out the door. The kid and that pony she owned were cute. Then came her lost aunt and the fella she hung with. She watched the scene. Tender and sweet really. With all the limbs lost, deaths and planetary devastation going around we need more of this type of vibe she thought. Then she heard the man..... Boland? Yes. Ouch! Boland, just stuck his foot in his mouth. It was then that she spoke* -Morrigan- "Honey I was gonna tell you but you seemed wrapped up, a couple of punks were toying with something at the front of your ship." *As Boland booked it to check out what the trumped up hooligans had done, Morrigan looked at Grace* -Morrigan- "Honey, been watching for a while...." * Tongue sliding across upper lip she took drag from cigarette* "You or I could live a thousand lives and not do better than that." *All said that needed saying she sat back. Yet something lingered. But what? Snapping fingers she added* -Morrigan- "And no worry if things don't work out; we'll grease him and dump the body in an industrial garbage bin." *Morrigan really felt good, having selflessly committed her weekly act of kindness. And again The Old man's voice spoke: '"act of kindness? Sure it isn't supposed to be 'act of violence'?""
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Post by Óglaigh na Iarndóideanna on Apr 22, 2021 10:52:52 GMT -8
*O'Dubhui had been brooding for hours over a pile intelligence. Sitting back two sights shocked the man. And O'Dubhui was not so easily shocked. Turning six shades of red he howled* -O'Dubhui- "Corporal Puss n' Boots! Get over here! NOW!!!" *A monster of a Togorian hustled over, standing tall and saluting the men at the table* -Commando- "Yes Sir! Lieutenant Sir!" *Slaughter, tending to files and photos and all kinds of gadgets, outright ignored the man but O'Dubhui flipped a tip to the forehead back at the man* -O'Dubhui- "Son.... Wh th we pillage and kill appearance is of infinite importance...." *Smoke dangling in mouth and right hand flailing in the air. In an exhibition of profanity so colorful we dare not record it in the printer word, O'Dubhui tore the poor Tog a new cornshoot. *Continued the tirade the officer said* -O'Dubhui- "How would you feel if all a widow regaling the horrific murder of her spouse could recall was undisciplined appearance of one specific Tog?" *Right hand resting over left on the table O'Dubhui concluded* -O'Dubhui- "I appreciate that we're in the field but try and keep it togeather.... Dismissed!!!" *The Tog saluted, howling* -Commando- "Yes sir! Thank you sir!" *The soldier ran off with a whole new understanding of the meaning of life. And their was much rejoicing*
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Apr 22, 2021 12:41:30 GMT -8
*Morrigan observing the shellacking spoke not a word. Looking to the ground for a long moment, her head rose. With a wave inward of the right she howled one word* -Morrigan- "O'Dubhui!!!" *She then pulled lightsaber with right, igniting that puppy. It glowed an ominous red. For O'Dubhui the time had come to pass....*
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Post by Óglaigh na Iarndóideanna on Apr 22, 2021 12:51:04 GMT -8
*O'Dubhui stood taking a deep breath. He walked the long walk, stopping in front of Morrigan, saluting then going down to on right knee awaited his fate. Every man now had eyes set on the scene. Slaughter stood up then to attention. Any and every commando followed suit. Juvexian civilians watching stood to attention*
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Apr 22, 2021 13:13:38 GMT -8
*Morrigan looked up then stood up, rising the sabre in the air she spoke* -Morrigan- "Been watching you.... *Blade now so close to O'Dubhui's neck that she could shave the man* -Morrigan- "You know I've been watching you for some time O'Dubhui...." *Eyes now glaring she continued, hand tightening on the handle* -Morrigan- "And I've been waiting to do this for a while...." *As the blade crossed dangerously from right shoulder over head to left shoulder, her voice rose up* -Morrigan- "By the power invested in me by The Nevada Gaming Commission, and Myself, I declare you be known as Sir from this day in and.... *Looking down on O'Dubhui* "Promote you to the rank of Colonel." *Face lifting her eyes swept the onlookers* -Morrigan- "That's well deserved for fine service and we can avoid any unnecessary confusion in terms of rank order from here in...." *Then adding* "You are dismissed.... Sir."
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Post by Óglaigh na Iarndóideanna on Apr 22, 2021 14:17:21 GMT -8
*O'Dubhui knelt before Morrigan. Was he about to have his head separated from his shoulders? Been a good run he supposed.... What did transpire was moving. Having served in his career from the start of the Iron Fists too present he'd witnessed many a thing, from the most barbaric to the most glorious. This was among the latter. Rising to feet at the last words, he bowed deep* -O'Dubhui- "Go raibh maith agat!" * Adding quietly* "Oglaigh na Irandoideanne go bragh.... *Turning, Colonel O'Dubhui walked away. As the last word of the Lighting and promotion left Morrigan's lips, balaclavas flew high and a unified roar rang out* -Togorian troopers, Slaughter and the civilian onlookers screamed in a bizarre unison* -Commando, Slaughter,and crowd of onlookers- "Oglaigh na Irandoideanne go bragh!!! As he reached his table Slaughter extended a hand* - Sgt. Slaughter* "Congratulations Sir." *O'Dubhui silently accepted the handshake then took his seat. A bottle of wine and two glasses sat before him, implying some foreknowledge on Slaughter's side. Colonel O'Dubhui muttered* -O'Dubhui- "You old dog...." *And the sergeant joined him, pouring a glass for O'Dubhui and another for himself. The Togorians and Juvexian civilians went back to their business, as Slaughter and Sir O'Dubhui went back to conspiring, and downing that bottle of wine. Sgt Slaughter took a moment to Comm. Plunkett, informing him of the happy occassion. He detailed the Knighting and all that then went back to celebrating with his most valued friend and partner*
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Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Apr 22, 2021 19:31:54 GMT -8
*And all of the days festivities transpired right at the door of the Utopic Vulture.... A Knighting ceremony and a high level military promotion. Boland and Grace alike were beside themselves. Maureen watched wide eyed The hound at her side. Even The Raven say quietly on Grace's shoulder observing. The child howled the IF war chant with them, and the bodhran beat pounded nonstop.
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Apr 23, 2021 10:24:33 GMT -8
*Morrigan walked delicately, foot crossing over foot, her eyes surveying the area. She nodded to a sentry stationed at the edge of what was known as "IF Land" by the natives. Juvex maintained a significant defence force but the relationship between the two was harmonious enough. The War Beat of the bodhran drum continued. The Juvexian bowed respectfully*
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Post by Óglaigh na Iarndóideanna on Apr 23, 2021 10:35:20 GMT -8
*The woman's posterior had scarcely left the chair and Sgt Slaughter was up and moving. CP had become so ingrained ingrained in his consciousness over the years all this was second nature. A particular Juvexian Trooper had his title carelessly raised near waste height. Ouch. Left hand tipping the barrel down, Slaughter sliding right hand under arm and took grasp of elbow* -Sgt. Slaughter- "Easy son; you'll blow somebody's head off with that toy." *Casually moving in such a way as to block sight between the soldier and the woman he said with a smile on face* -Sgt. Slaughter- "Lovely weather, isn't it?" *The Colonel in the meantime, cutting the distance between Morrigan, the Juvexian sentry and himself, all the while considering the number of ways that he could neutralize the man of necessary. Comming to a stop in front of her he spoke* -Colonel O'Dubhui- "Morrigan.... Always finding new ways to give me a nervous breakdown." *Around them fingers on triggers dazed but eyes stayed on them*
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