Mórrígan Dubh
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Feb 12, 2016 18:57:27 GMT -8
*A Sentinel entered the Hanger. As the door swung open Mórrígan Dubh walked calmly out with four massive Togorians on either side. They showed no sign of hostility and stood waiting*
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Post by Brigid Dubh on Feb 12, 2016 19:11:43 GMT -8
*After making her way from the scum pit of the undercity to here the girl felt like she'd being kicked in the head, repeatedly by a 7' tall angry drunk Mando... not like she'd ever been kicked in the head by by a 7' tall angry drunk Mando. She saw Mórrígan Dubh - remembering the crazy woman from multiple news conferences speaking for the IF. Brigid walked over head held high announcing* "I am Brigid Dubh."
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Mórrígan Dubh
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Feb 12, 2016 19:17:58 GMT -8
*Gritting her teeth Mórrígan grabbed the girl roughly shoving her onto the Sentinel snapping off*
"Ceart! Why don't you just jump on a soapbox and start screaming that you killed Yoda?"
*The hanger door shut and the ship lifted off and disappeared into the air, climbing up until it became lost in the sunlight*
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Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Aug 1, 2018 22:09:37 GMT -8
A YT-1300 Corellian freighter gracefully entered the hanger and set down in the Reserved parking. Our motley crew of dirt-bags exited and followed the woman
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Rhiannon Danu
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Post by Rhiannon Danu on Aug 3, 2018 15:52:02 GMT -8
A Theta-class T-2c shuttle sat in the hanger on docking bay. Sheer benevolence seemed to exude from the vessel, the men and everything around them. The Jedi could be fierce warriors but their goal was defending Light. And anything associated with Rhiannon shined with peace and tranquillity. The armed men guarding over the ship spoke to the unfortunately troubling reality of needing to fight in order to defend all things pacific
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Aug 5, 2018 23:03:09 GMT -8
Waltzing into the hanger the boys boarded The Utopic Vulture as the men rejoined the rest of Rhiannon's crew
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Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Aug 6, 2018 0:07:19 GMT -8
Bowling over anything in their path came a woman dragging a Jedi of wide acclaim, Rhiannon, of the Council of First Knowledge, followed by a burly man, a small child and a monstrosity of a dog, who in turn were followed by a Raven flying above. They all boarded the Utopic Vulture
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Rhiannon Danu
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Post by Rhiannon Danu on Aug 6, 2018 0:14:28 GMT -8
As they flew by Rhiannon's men huddled around her Theta-class T-2c shuttle sprung to attention. Pandemonium set to break loose she howled
-Rhiannon-
"I'm alright. Just follow the ship!!!"
The men fast boarded the Theta-class and prepared to lift off
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Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Aug 6, 2018 0:16:09 GMT -8
The Utopic Vulture lifted off and burned a path outta dodge followed by a Theta-class T-2c shuttle
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Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Aug 30, 2018 23:09:09 GMT -8
Skirting into the hanger a ta-class T-2c shuttle docked and sat dormant. Nothing moved as the engines shut down and dust began to settle on the ship. Maureen
exclaimed
-Maureen-
"Again? What did we do wrong?"
Thoughts of a short life lived on this city planet flashed by like a movie. All things that had once been now forever gone flashed by. Processing it all was overpowering and the girl collapsed to the floor. She might well be in need of a knee brace, one elbow also took a terrible weight under it, as her head wrapped off the cold floor knocking her cold as a cucumber but her unconscious thoughts were gracefully pleasant. And there she lie deep in never-never land
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Rhiannon Danu
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Post by Rhiannon Danu on Sept 1, 2018 19:40:56 GMT -8
The ancient Jedi spun like around deftly as the child collapsed. Lightning fast. But not fast enough. Her crew to the man also raced to the scene. Two had first aid kits in hand. Kneeling down Rhiannon gently began carefully examining the girl. She cold see that the right knee was visibly out of place and blood flowed from the child's elbow. That could wait. Rhiannon's greatest concern was the girls head. She had taken a wrap alright, one strong enough to render the girl unconscious. But no blood. Good. There. A goose-egg, as the call such a bump on the head. Maybe a slight concussion... well... without doubt the woman thought. Head going to chest she listened. Heart was beating a slight fast and breathing slightly hard and laboured. Has asthma the old woman thought. Looking up she eyed a ventilator and an emergency oxygen mask. Eyes thinning the aged Jedi turned the girl on her right side. The child's breathing was now transparently easier. Taking a warm towel from a crewman with a nod she gently covered the child and there she sat on knees at Maureen's side. Like the gang of slack-jawed farmers on the Wizard of Oz with Dorthy the crew stood waiting over the child
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Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Sept 1, 2018 20:30:54 GMT -8
And there she was at home. Her room. Maureen lie peaceful in her bed. Things looked… they looked fuzzy. So…. I was asleep. What a weird dream. It was all a dream. Rhiannon. She chopped a snake up. Laoch and Kieran. A white man and a black man. They had guns and swore - a lot! But they were nice. Grace and Boland. And the crazy crow that talked. Miss them already. It is quiet here. Scary really. Then she fell back into her dreaming. The noise reawakened her. Was it breakfast? Was it…. Eyes opening the girl realized that here she was back in her dream. And her hesd hurt!With that she spammed uncontrollably and the pain in her knee shot up the leg
-Maureen-
“Ouch!!!”
The first thing that she saw was The Hound standing over her whimpering. Yet his tail wagged. The Raven perched in a corner wondered how these useless animals possibly dominated the universe
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Rhiannon Danu
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Post by Rhiannon Danu on Sept 4, 2018 17:48:10 GMT -8
Rhiannon knew that they were there in this most hallowed place to Jedi for a reason. Korriban to her had been a exercise in self-mortification. It too was necessary. Necessary but she was happy to be here. Something monumental was about to transpire. Something. Something to do with the child. She now had the girl stabilised and conscious, her saying 'ouch!' so vocally was a good sign. Rhiannon tended silently to the child
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Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Sept 4, 2018 18:08:18 GMT -8
A YT-1300 light freighter entered the hanger, setting down softly. The door burst open and Grace led her motley crew of savages with her. She was on a mission. One of what one might call a higher order. Boland followed, as did her staff
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Sept 4, 2018 18:14:36 GMT -8
Kieran was silent, as was Laoch. They followed. Exiting the ship both withdrew their guns. Kieran had more than a few words to say but said nothing. He followed. One thing he was certain of: that damn fool Jedi bimbo who was dragging that poor kid around like a ragdoll was going to hear about it
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Post by Rhiannon Danu on Sept 4, 2018 18:25:53 GMT -8
Rhiannon heard the ship enter and land. She stood with the child in her arms. With a nod the exit opened and she moved to leave. Her men stood in unison but shaking her head they stood down. That said, to the man they prepared themselves to move like lightning on an threat. The woman walked onto the platform looking at the advancing party. Death did not frighten her and if need be any aggressor would leave their share of blood on the floor
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Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Sept 4, 2018 21:04:31 GMT -8
And there they were. Grace stopped in front of Rhiannon. Her eyes locked on those of the Jedi and she stood wordlessly. Boland's sight fell quickly on the girl. What a sight she was! Boland jerked back his face contorting. She was a wreck. Eyes full of fury rose and met those of Rhiannon. Boland's mouth opened to speak
High aboveThe Raven sat on a rafter high above observing as The Hound, at first hair bristling at the oncoming crew now stood waging his tail
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Sept 4, 2018 21:15:54 GMT -8
There she is Kieran thought as he focused in on Maureen. The child became more clearer with every step and the more and more her condition became clearer all the more his pace picked up. Eyes burned through the Jedi elder. Laoch waltzed along at Kieran's right. As the two came on the group Kieran slipped to Grace's right and Laoch froze at Boland's side. Both men stared at Maureen then up to Rhiannon
-Laoach-
"Enough of the theatrics I putting a cap in this old bag's chest."
Kieran nodded subconsciously in agreement yet he remained stone cold quiet
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Sept 7, 2018 21:39:51 GMT -8
Eyes still on the child Boland spoke up
-Boland-
"Cool your jets there fella."
Looking at Maureen with an upward nod he asked
-Boland-
What happened?"
The little girl responded
-Maureen-
"I hit my head. It hurts! Then evvverrything went black. Now here I am."
Nodding the man added
-Boland-
"Ceart! Put the guns down gents; nobody did anything wrong here."
Eyes locking with Rhiannon
-Boland-
"Good to see you - all of you - alive."
Grace stood still without a word. The Raven left his high perch and flew down landing on Grace's shoulder
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Sept 7, 2018 21:51:20 GMT -8
Kieran observed suspiciously gun aimed at the Jedi. But Boland made sense of it all. The kid slipped and hit her head. And somebody obviously cared for her. He lowered his gun holstering it. Laoch stood a long moment processing everything. But the urge to drop the old woman gave way to reason and he to brought down his gun. Laoch however did not holster the gun
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