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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Aug 29, 2021 1:18:13 GMT -8
The mere sound of Gid's voice had the boys standing. -Kieran-
'Well I'll be damned! Speak of the Emperor!' Then giving Gid a hug before Laoch drooling all over the woman like a Saint Bernard -Kkeran- 'Funny Epona been looking for you.'
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Post by Epona Dubh on Aug 29, 2021 1:35:58 GMT -8
Epona had been moving slow, her eyes on the ground wondering: what? What now? What!?! And not an answer in sight. Smell. Mind neither. The her eyes tell on Kieran and Laoch and Gid. Nice seeing of th.... Gid? WTF? -Epona -"Gid?" Then bucking up on her hind legs she screamed -Epona- "Gid!!!" Then broke into a brisk trot coming to an abrupt stop in front of the three. Standing broadside her human half turned facing the others
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Aug 29, 2021 14:59:02 GMT -8
Kieran stepping forward and putting left arm around Epona's waist smiling as Laoch slapping her right buttock also with a wide grin on face stood waiting for the response from the Twi'leck Three
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Post by Twi'leck Triplet Dubh on Aug 29, 2021 15:09:44 GMT -8
Smiling wryly and stepping forward the red Twi'leck hugged her cousin then stepping back and taking Epona's left hand with her right saying -Gid- "C'mon." And leading the centuar by the Hand God walked into the Hand Maid Tail. She then went starting the beast up. Turning she howled -Gid- "Explain later guys! Love and peace!" And with that the hanger shut tight. The red Twi'leck spoke - "Hang on; this could be rough...." The ship slowly lifting up into the sky above then shot into the sky above. As the ship rose into the clouds she spoke -Gid- "You're gonna love this Epona...."
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Post by Epona Dubh on Aug 29, 2021 16:01:36 GMT -8
Slowly walking the hardened city street of Juvex City onto the Firespray-31-class then turning around and waving to Kieran and Laoch as the door slammed shut the centuar cried. Turning the centuar asked -Epona- "So.... Where now Gid?" The centuar wondered what lie waiting in store. A war zone? Eat she could handle but still she wished to avoid such a fate. Or maybe a cold shipyard. Kuat? She could enjoy the planet. If they let her. Eyes widening she though of Tatoonie. Ad she wondered. Wondered what was in store
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Aug 30, 2021 2:10:40 GMT -8
Sitting up abruptly Boland howled -Boland- "Early to bed... early to ri...." Up on knees at his side, a pistol on his cheek -Grace- "Go back to sleep or you won't be alive." Boland obliged quite readily and past out in seconds. Crosslegged Grace lit a cigarette and wondered what was next. Now she wanted to run through the jungle.... And right there and then Grace made a decision. History revolves on small moves. Small moved that cause things to evolve. Picking up her Comm. She spoke -Grace- ::This is Grainne Mhaol. I want all forces to assemble at Boland's ship. Over:: Cutting the link the woman rose to her feet. Dressing she spoke -Grace- "Now Boland. The time is now." Boland jumping to his feet and grabbing a gun muttered -Boland- "WTF is it now?" Rubbing sleep from eyes with left and lowering the gun the man said - Boland- "It's you. What's up?" Grace led the man out the door. But Boland broke away. And he was gone. left hand scratching her head then shrugging she sat in front of the vessel and waited. And there he was bearing two steaming cups of coffee
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Post by Torna Ó Maolchonaire on Aug 30, 2021 14:40:19 GMT -8
Both Torna and Aogan had been strolling when the call came out. But neither of them answered. Instead they walked slowly to the Utopic Vulture. With a deep slow bow to Grace the two men stepping to the side stood waiting. These men been playing the same role for many a year and knew the drill. Their Supreme Commander was about to address them
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Post by Óglaigh na Iarndóideanna on Aug 30, 2021 14:44:42 GMT -8
The Men of Oglaigh Oglaigh na Iarndoideanna came flooding in. They genuflected in front of Grace and waited. Sgt Slaughter Knelt at the Sinister side and Colonel O'Dubhui on the Dexter. They waited
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Aug 30, 2021 14:50:51 GMT -8
Both Kieran and Laoch knowing full well that something was also responded fast, arriving at the Utopic Vulture just seconds after the two Sean chai and the crew of O'Dubhui and his men. Neatly genuflecting in unison the pair stood awaiting the word
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Post by Lámh Dhearg Manaan on Aug 30, 2021 15:23:02 GMT -8
The two surviving men of their crew, Pilot and Co-pilot arriving as representatives of their crew went to one knee and stayed there. Co-pilot whispered -Co-pilot- << I knew we took the wrong day to not drink.... Oh. That chick is talkin. Why? Some serious shit is happening man.>> Pilot waved off his crewmate's words and the pair waited
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Aug 30, 2021 17:03:37 GMT -8
The little girl and The hound walked up to the table. When The hound sat Mauren wide eyed with terror howled -Maureen- "Cu Faiol! Stand up! You'll be shot for insubordination!" Boland muffled a laugh with his right hand them remembering his own lot exhibition of the appropriate decorum leaped to his feet. Desperately attempting to hold back laughter herself, Grace spoke -Grace- "Boland. Please distribute the dossiers." She sat waiting patiently. When he was finished and returned to standing Grace Looking around slowly at her crew Grace addressed the troops -Grace- "Get off your kees. I have no time to waste on formalities." Searching out Pilot and Co-pilot with her eyes -Grace- "you two are now ranked officers." 'Waiting a moment for all to swallow that Then continuing -Grace- "Captain and 1st Lieutenant respectively." Turning to Colonel O'Dubhui -Grace- "You colonel will yield three of your best to their crew. Any Juvexian now in service we are honorably discharging from service." Saluting -Grace- "Maith go leor! I will address you at the set point of rendezvous. Go raibh maith agat. Dismissed." Nodding up at her crew then immediately turning attention to her vessel and Boland they began their own preparations
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Aug 30, 2021 20:19:35 GMT -8
Neither Kieran not Laoch moving an inch as Grace have the word. As she wound down the pair moved towards her and quietly collecting the pair of Sean chai, Torna and Aogan, directing them into the Poetic Vulture. Following behind came Maureen and The hound
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Post by Óglaigh na Iarndóideanna on Aug 30, 2021 20:34:55 GMT -8
The speech finishing Colonel O'Dubhui led his crew onto the Sentinel class, Fart in a Windstorm. Onboard the Sergeant turned to the colonel asking in a concerned tone -Sgt Slaughter- "For I just get demoted?" The aging officers hand falling on the shoulder of his subordinate answered reassuringly -Colonel O'Dubhui- "Listen closely here." Chin edging up slightly -Colonel O'Dubhui- "I am the command officer here." Head turning right as he was choosing his words -Colonel O'Dubhui- "You are my second in command. Period." With another upward nod -Colonel O'Dubhui- "Those two jackasses being promoted is no show; that girl is calculated and wise." Finishing he added - Colonel O'Dubhui- "Speak with the men; make the necessary moves, then report back to me. " The sergeant did not delay we waded into his task. To start approaching the Juvexian Commando Sgt Slaughter nodded and offering his hand said -Juvexian Commando- "That doesn't mean that I want to...." Slaughter and the young man had a heart to heart. I laughed, I wept; it became part of me. So sad. La de da de da. Spare all the agonizing details. The dude went home
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Post by Lámh Dhearg Manaan on Aug 30, 2021 21:16:52 GMT -8
The two men tried to absorb what was being said. It was equivalent to trying to pour a 26oz (750ml) bottle into a shot glass. But they got the jist of her address -Pilot and Co-Pilot- "Thank you your Majesty." The pair then went to hash all of this out with the Colonel and his man. A trio of Togorian Commando intercepted them as they approached. The men all saluted. And Pilot and Co-pilot... saluted back. Whispering to his partner one commented -Co-pilot- "Not like I'm racist, but this like some freakish costume party." His partner belching manager to toss in a word of support -Pilot- "Racism has nothing to do with it; think we agree the humans look pretty stupid too." But then the dilemma simultaneously struck them both and they spoke. In unison - Pilot and Co-pilot- "What it we can't fly a ship sober!?!" Then the big cheese of the two pondering asked -Pilot- "We still have booze stashed - right?" His partner nodded. Then Pilot's eyes grew like saucers. Addressing the Togorians -Pilot- "Gentlemen. Check that vessel out. Thoroughly." Cutting in Co-pilot added -Co-pilot- "And if in this investigation you find any alcohol. Any. Report it to us immediately." Pilot piped up -Pilot- "Report yes. But you must confiscate the alcohol too. And bring it to us. Any kind altering drugs really." The three Togs said nothin. The three simple went about their duty
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Aug 31, 2021 6:53:17 GMT -8
Laoch and Kieran sat quietly, paper and ready to move at the drop of a hat. The Sentinel-class landing craft, Fart in a Windstorm, was being stuffed with cargo. 6 74-Z speeder bikes and 12 E-Web heavy repeating blasters and 2 droideka, dubbed Ernie and Bert were housed tightly onboard the ship. Personal possessions, military hardware
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Aug 31, 2021 8:23:13 GMT -8
Maureen and The hound came along, taking a seat and watching but several meters away. Kieran and a Togorian Commando diligently threw themselves into their work, while Laoch stood back leaning up against a post. Elbows on knees a and hands holding head, spoke to the dog -Maureen- "They're wasting their time; we're not going anywhere...." Brows creasing as she watched and thought she yelled out - Maureen- "Kieran! Laoch! Pretend that you're camping!" Think for a moment she added -Maureen- "Here...."
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Aug 31, 2021 8:35:31 GMT -8
Helping two strong Togorian Commando strap a speeder on a wall would seem easy work. It was not -Kieran- 'Hold that right there!' A comment came from behind -Laoch- 'You know that would be a lot easier....' The rest was lost as he was cut off -Kieran- 'This would-be a lot easier if your dumb ass was helping as opposed to talking!' His brother indignantly replied -Laoch- 'Pretty tight in there; was trying to offer a helpful opinion....' Letting go of the speeder and turning around Kieran glared at Laoch -Kieran- 'Catboy here and me are killing ourselves heredoing this sht.' The Tog barely managing to hook the bike up stood facing the wall in wait -Kieran- 'Cooffee break!' Head turning -Kieran- 'Get a rest. Chase a mouse or whatever it is you do. Peace.' Turning back to Laoch spying Maureen the big man walked up to the child -Kieran- 'Hello sweetheart.' Laoch coming behind him smiled wide at Maureen
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Aug 31, 2021 9:40:29 GMT -8
Smiling wide Maureen unintentionally showed off her teeth, two upper front missing -Hello! She could not resist saying -Maureen- "We're not going anywhere." Adding quick behind - You two should wander around not matter what." The you too was now standing with tail wagging Walking up behind them Boland could hear Maureen's words. And he could read the tone of her voice and he spoke to that. To all present -Boland- "Hi Maureen." Right and running across her head. Turned face to Kieran -Boland- "It's smart being together as can possibly be." Clearing throat -Boland- "But I'd make myself comfortable here and be ready to just go." Snapping right fingers his face froze and concluding in an icy time -Boland- "But I really don't see us doing any mass movement in the foreseeable future." As it on cue Grace appeared at their side. Smiling and nodding she addressed the issue that were quite caught up in at that very moment -Grace- "I believe that Epona and the girls before her unintentionally initiated the not blood many are feeling." Slamming it point home -Grace- "I'd have called them all back if I believed the move harmful but I do not." Nodding up with her chin -Grace- "We need to do any and everything with great discipline. Everything." Head shaking slight -Grace- "Yet we cannot let that hamper our movement." Sighing deep -Grace- "Tough that."
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Aug 31, 2021 17:02:42 GMT -8
Kieran stood listening closely to Grace's words. And he some questions were forming in his mind. Laoch too stood back with head down taking in the woman's talk. He was gracefully quiet, which in Laoch's case ain't too common. Both men were itching to move. That said, being pinned down in a swamp on some planet damned by the Creator was not exactly their first choice
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Sept 5, 2021 23:07:50 GMT -8
Waking in a cold sweat, Boland's eyes flew open. Left reaching gentle to inside he settled. For but a moment. Grace was ok.... Eyes snapping back open then leaping from her he ran tripping as he did. There Maureen was sleeping with her head on the The hound's belly. Sighing deep he stood. What then? The rifle, one of many, sat right there in front of him. Old fashion. Seven shot clip, Bolt action, .303. Sniper's wet dream it was. Stepping into a pair of boots and snatching the gun and an errant clip he bolted for the door. Hatch springing open Boland descended and found himself standing shirtless on the streets of Juvex. The Juvexian National Guard held a visible presence around them, which was strangely comforting. His own Togs were easily discernable too -Boland- "Nothing guys - sorry." Turning to walk back into the ship them stopping -Boland- "Dreams from my service.... Find the shit hard to shake...." And with that walking back into the ship, the hatch slammed shut behind him. And there she was -Maureen- <<Boland are we ok?>> She whispered. The giant wolfhound paced in nervous circles just behind the little girl, just looking for whatever it was creating this rucuss, so, that he might rip said offenders throat out. Eyes glancing for but a second to the dog then back he spoke - low -Boland- "We're fine sweetheart; go back to sleep." Which is exactly what the girl and dog did. Checking that the safety was on, then setting the gun back down by the hatch and kicking off boots the man himself lay down again. Two hours later his eyes were still open wide staring at the ceiling
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