Mórrígan Dubh
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Jan 15, 2016 19:39:37 GMT -8
*The girl smiled as she sat responding*
"Seanathair; I've been at watching this lot slap each other down in some fella's igloo - how'd you feel?"
*At that she went back to her coffee*
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An Tiarna Dubh
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jan 15, 2016 19:45:58 GMT -8
*The old man turned back with an upward nod*
'Well.... I've been fortunate enough to be sharing the company of Willing Shameless Vixen here'
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Jan 15, 2016 20:01:49 GMT -8
*Mórrígan nodded at the woman and spoke to her politely*
"Dia dhuit... And pardon the intrusion led do thoill."
*With a nuge towards An Tiarna in a cracked pleading voice*
"And my deepest sympathy and apologies for anything that he's said or done. Dare I ask, what has he said or done?" |
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An Tiarna Dubh
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jan 15, 2016 20:22:05 GMT -8
*Without turning his face towards her An Tiarna spoke*
"Mórrígan show some respect.... Can you not smell the Ancient Oder of Hillbillies?"
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Jan 15, 2016 20:27:41 GMT -8
*Gagging and subsequently spitting coffee in the face of Moose Dupont a clearly rattled Mórrígan uttered*
"Tell me this is all a dream... a nightmare...."
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An Tiarna Dubh
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jan 15, 2016 20:32:35 GMT -8
*Looking at Whill Shaman Nyx with a shrug An Tiarna spoke*
'I don't know why she says this anywhere we go....'
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Jan 15, 2016 20:36:07 GMT -8
*Now in tears the girl got up walking away*
"Restroom?"
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jan 15, 2016 20:39:53 GMT -8
*With a scowl he retorted*
'We are talking; just go outside'
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Jan 16, 2016 7:03:51 GMT -8
*Returning from freshening up, which people do a remarkably small amount of in books and movies, taking her seat again tossing her coffee into the old man's face with a smile says to An Tiarna*
"An odd looking mouse and a big duck in a navy uniform are have a saber battle outside. Pink sabers. And bubbles all around them. What is happening to our universe???"
*Turning to the woman*
"How are you handling this one my Divinenessnest? And might I have a refill?"
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jan 16, 2016 7:44:15 GMT -8
*Force Dry Cleaning his fancy pants suit & face all back to natural ugly in a microsecond because after this long on the damn app he can pull off such outrageous stupidity, hurls his coffee & the cup, property of the café at Mórrígan*
'Ya.... & yet we actually fight to stay here. Gotta wonder....'
*Pausing a long moment eyes down he continued*
'You know dear this whole Disney business might be why I hear this idiotic attempt at an acronym; 'the IFs'
Throwing a hand up in frustration*
'Is somebody writing with a speech impediment? "IF = Iron Fists.... IFs? Iron Fistssssssssssssssestssss"'
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Jan 16, 2016 8:22:45 GMT -8
*Ducking (hahahahahahaha with Disney now in on this that word sure comes off funny) the old man's cup, said coffee flying from it the said cup all over the Starting Lineup of the Phillies, she responds*
"Yes.... Tis a bit odd isn't it now? What are we to do??"
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jan 16, 2016 8:27:24 GMT -8
*Brows go up*
""we" now, eh?"
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Jan 16, 2016 8:33:25 GMT -8
*Shaking head, tears well up in her eyes. Collecting herself by sentences end she is grinning again*
"We.... we just go on. No wonder all want things planned as if a movie. Sickening really..... Oh my it is such a delight having all these font selections to choose from....  Look! A smiley face! May the God's bless Disney...."
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jan 16, 2016 13:25:50 GMT -8
 Eyes red with rage the ancient warrior snapped off
'Mórrígan! Knock it off; you're making a mockery of the roles we play.... What is that hideous fat thing surrounding my inner voice?? Ach! You've got me using them myself now'
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Jan 17, 2016 1:28:49 GMT -8
*Head turning to the side*
'So what's new Dadeo?'
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jan 17, 2016 1:53:14 GMT -8
*Eyes shooting up at the girl he spoke*
'Whilling Shameless Vixen, we'll be taking our leave. I've figured out just what type of a universe this is in which we live.... I'll be settling that fast.'
*& with a bow he walked away* |
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Post by Whill Shaman Nyx on Jan 19, 2016 4:40:30 GMT -8
Nyx sat at the table dumbfounded at what she just witnessed. If she didn't know any better she would have sworn that she had been sitting with a comedy group. She watched as they left the coffee shop, then looked at her half eaten cookie sitting next to the untouched checkbook.
Well hell. What chaos are we about to endure on behalf of my brother?
Nyx picked up her cookie and tried to enjoy the last half, but her mood went from sour to abysmal. She picked up her empty coffee cup, and with a sigh, tossed it in the garbage and disappeared in a cloud of smoke to go find Erevis.
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Post by Lone Wolf on May 3, 2018 19:36:19 GMT -8
The alluring divine scent that was coffee captured the mind body and soul effortlessly drawing the man onwards into this sacred place. Casually taking a seat he was attended to immediately. How good it was to sit in this the sacred café of the most Holiest of Holies, the Whills. He wondered momentarily just how many people named Whill inhabited this strange planet. This, in turn, brought forth the question: "Who exactly owned the sadistic mind hateful enough to name all of their children Whill?" With a cringe he threw the thought away. Slipping pack from his back emptied the contents out on the table. Methodically he surveyed the gear, a full soldiers load, plus some personal paraphernalia. He flipped through photographs and memories stopping fixated on a set of beads from days long past stared blankly as he gently toyed with them. The simple material object awoke memories long lost in time. Time.... Time was a cruel mistress indeed. A heavy sigh escaped his lips hands lying flat upon the table. He would investigate what laid in the mighty universe beyond soon enough but for now, relaxed into his coffee. Another smell touched upon his sensitive nose. Most Devine and Powerful indeed, it was but he could not place the aroma. The pungent stench that hung heavy in the air was of the Ancient Oder of Whills
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Post by Lone Wolf on May 4, 2018 7:15:10 GMT -8
After hours wasted with eyes fixed on artefacts of days long gone locking the mind in other times and places he looked at his untouched coffee. Lighting a cigarette he picked up and neatly packed his gear away. With a sigh standing tall he turned and left
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Look! A smiley face! May the God's bless Disney...."
Eyes ablaze with the new animated power of the God Walt she could not contain herself. Hips smoothly swinging she eerily waved her hands about with a robotic voice she chanted 
Eyes red with rage the ancient warrior snapped off 
