Tysabaar
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Post by Tysabaar on Mar 23, 2014 8:00:55 GMT -8
"Most certainly, I shall return with the draft after I have convened with Captain Mardotte St Cyr. I will not take long, I am sure that the contract will be in your hands by noon tomorrow."
The sith acknowledged Bateman and the twilek's bows, then turned and strode towards the transport shuttles. Not looking back, he entered one of the crafts. The marines had already seated themselves and the vehicles had already been loaded. Tysabaar gave the pilot the go-ahead, then took his seat. He had a lot to report to the captain."
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Captain Mardotte St Cyr
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Post by Captain Mardotte St Cyr on Mar 24, 2014 8:23:57 GMT -8
The shuttle blasted off without any ado, streaking into orbit.
The Brigadier sat silently, contemplating his gloves throughout the flight.
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Atia
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Post by Atia on Mar 25, 2014 5:48:39 GMT -8
The Robot and the Slave watched as the Sith walked back to his group. Bateman archived this meeting as a success. He did not back down, never showed fear for the others military might and got a deal of a ... lifetime. He looked at the slave who nodded towards the A5 and both of them went into the warmachine. Gaia and Bateman sat themselves down.
-Gaia-
"You did well Delta. Send the report to the Mistress and an other to Alpha. I am sure Sinistra would like to know about this little imperial venture."
-Bateman Delta-
"Yes, mistress."
Not everything works as it seems on Juvex. The A5 went back into the city and sent a message to the ship in orbit to land a shuttle with the contract in the spaceport, prefarably without an armed escort.
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An Tiarna Dubh
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jun 4, 2018 20:20:53 GMT -8
A convoy of shuttles descended to the surface and began a constant flow transporting man and hardware to the surface. An Tiarna was the first to step off
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An Tiarna Dubh
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jun 4, 2018 22:09:03 GMT -8
Wave after wave of shuttles descended on the small planet. An Tiarna’s own Gardaí Cosanta followed by An Bligeárd, then Collins’ Scáileanna na Iarndóideann flooded out followed by the main bodies of the IF HICOM who joined An Tiarna
OoC
Close Protection (CP):
Gardaí Cosanta ~ Bodyguard
Admiral Ó Ciosáin (Lord) Admiral Ó Raghailligh (Lord) Admiral Cherry (Lord) Admiral Jonathan (Lord) Admiral Tiger (Lord)
• Fear Faire Dubh – Black Watchmen:
Field Marshal Cat Mhór
General Cat Dubh
General Cat Crainn
LieutenantGeneral Cat Dearg
LieutenantGeneral Cat Fiáin
LieutenantGeneral Cat Bán
ColonelCatzeye
ColonelNyghtvision
ColonelBaddcat
ColonelHairless
ColonelNoname
ColonelAshfree
ColonelBreederschoice
ColonelFancy Beast
ColonelKibblebit
ColonelHairballz
ColonelPerrreena
An Bligeárd ~ The Blackguard (BG) Major General Sands (FS)
1000 Fiannóglach Togorian ~ Togorian Ranger Colonel Ó Cearbhaill Cuideachta A – Company A: 200 An Bligeárd ~ The Blackguard (Fiannóglach – Ranger) Major General Patrick Bryne (FS) Colonel Ó Scannláin Cuideachta B – Company B: 200 An Bligeárd ~ The Blackguard (Fiannóglach – Ranger) Major General Mac Dubhdara (FS) Cuideachta C – Company C: 200 An Bligeárd ~ The Blackguard (Fiannóglach – Ranger) Major General Ó Dorchaidhe (FS) Cuideachta D – Company D: 200 An Bligeárd ~ The Blackguard (Fiannóglach – Ranger) Major General Cónán Ó Dubhda (FS) Cuideachta E – Company E: 200 An Bligeárd ~ The Blackguard (Fiannóglach – Ranger) The These men work in 6 hour shifts on CP duty as assigned. Barracks of SI staff and troops are located in highly organized areas for optimum functional performance of duties. As a rule, the 500 Scáil na hOíche – The Shadows of Night are housed in dorm style barracks attached to the SI office.
Scáileanna na Iarndóideanna ~ Shadows of the Iron Fists (SI): The SI is the secret service wing of the IF. 500 Scáil na hOíche – The Shadows of Night (Ó Dubhín) 1000 Fiannóglach – Ranger (Togorian) SI Breakdown: Field Marshal Collins: Scáil an Bháis ~ The Shadow of Death (FS Lord) 100 Scáil na hOíche – The Shadows of Night An Chéad Scuad Dubh ~ The First Black Squad General Joe Cahill (FS Lord) Colonel Lennon 100 Scáil na hOíche – The Shadows of Night An Dara Scuad Dubh~ The Second Black Squad General Harry Boland (FS Lord) Colonel Ó Ruairc 100 Scáil na hOíche – The Shadows of Night An Tírú Scuad Dubh~ The Third Black Squad General General Danny Breen (FS Lord) Colonel Mac Conmhaic 100 Scáil na hOíche – The Shadows of Night An Ceathrú Scuad Dubh~ The Fourth Black Squad Major General Adams (FS) Colonel Ó Faoláin 100 Scáil na hOíche – The Shadows of Night An Cúigiú Scuad Dubh~ The Fifth Black Squad (BC)
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An Tiarna Dubh
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jun 4, 2018 22:33:27 GMT -8
Collins stepped off first, then Breen and Luca. They all froze saluting An Tiarna and he returned the gesture with a nod
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Michael Collins
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Post by Michael Collins on Jun 4, 2018 22:42:08 GMT -8
At the Old man's nod Collins immediately went to his Scáileanna na Iarndóideanna. The work securing this planet would begin - now
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Post by Ris Kee on Jun 4, 2018 22:43:59 GMT -8
Breen accepted the nod graciously and followed Collins
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Luca
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Post by Luca on Jun 4, 2018 22:47:50 GMT -8
Luca stood as a rock of stone. After the nod he walked over and stood by An Tiarna
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Mórrígan Dubh
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Jun 4, 2018 22:51:23 GMT -8
Mórrígan sauntered off the ship, lit a cigarette then strolled over to a nearby bench taking a seat
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An Tiarna Dubh
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jun 4, 2018 23:49:56 GMT -8
An Tiarna bellowed out abruptly
"I want to retire. Manaan was.... Manaan. Now....."
H e bellowed
"Next SOB tries to interrupt said permanent vacation, I am getting medieval on the sorry waste of air. A slow agonizing death....."
Pleasant smile on face he whimsically went on
"Oh the things thata I'm going to do to them...."
Brows dropping he looked to the ground
"And what is it with the dead? Funny they seem to bother me as much as family."
There the realization that an entire freighter full of sorry products of the fruit of his loins had yet to descend and darken the planets bonny terrain. With a wave of one giant hand he smacked the other off a scared forehead then took a seat beside Mórrígan, one of the finest examples of the pain family had brought him. Lighting a smoke he sat musing
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Twi'leck Triplet Dubh
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Post by Twi'leck Triplet Dubh on Jun 5, 2018 0:40:08 GMT -8
The three stroll out of the shuttle close but at a comfortable distance. Red at center, green to the left, blue the right they move with an eerie synchronicity
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Post by Twin Togruta Dubh on Jun 5, 2018 1:41:40 GMT -8
The twin Togruta, Rhiannon & Aranrhod, slowly reach the shuttle exit door. Carefully Rhiannon looks right, Aranrhod left and they move forward towards the family circle. Then stop but a few meters back looking carefully at the group. The girls sat on a bench aloof.
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zabrak Twin Dubh
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Post by zabrak Twin Dubh on Jun 5, 2018 1:47:30 GMT -8
Finally released from the prison Bez and Doz eyed over the family. Standing back they said nothing
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Post by Brigid Dubh on Jun 5, 2018 2:07:00 GMT -8
Brigid walked meekly from the shuttle. She turned and walked away from the crowd. Mind caught inwardly she was pulled out of herself by a bird struggling on the ground below. Crouching she looked at the animal struggle intensely to fly with one wing, beating itself to death in the process. Brigid swept the poor creature up with her left covering it in a gentle umbrella with the right. She drew the animal close and blew lightly on it both her eyes closed. Mind deep in thought she held on but a second them opened her hands. The bird flew away, Brigid shrugged as she strolled along
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Post by Deirdre Dubh on Jun 5, 2018 2:22:54 GMT -8
Deirdre, a stately air about her, left the confines of the ship one foot in foot of the other as she had been trained many years ago. She wondered.<This is the place of the Pirate Queen?> Visions of the same from her own culture, Gráinne Mhaol brought a smile to her face. She mumbled
“Think that I’ll enjoy it here.”
She stood watching the group
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Epona Dubh
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Post by Epona Dubh on Jun 5, 2018 2:27:13 GMT -8
Several sharp thuds rang out then a voice bellowed
“Bloody thing!!!”
Three reports of a rifle firing rang out of the shuttle then a female centaur galloped out the door, past the crowd and across the terrain armed to the teeth and dressed to the nines
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Post by The Doctor on Jun 5, 2018 2:42:47 GMT -8
An icy cold air swept over the area – the planet. One would swear that they saw An Tiarna himself shiver. It was an unnatural feeling. Then The Doctor walked from the ship. All went silent for a agonizingly long moment then was gone. He stopped before the group and smiled politely. Many who had enjoyed the pleasure of meeting this polite quite gentlemanly figure could tell of the sheer terror he invoked. Eyes catching Epona gallop away he wondered what insight he might gain from dissecting her. The thought passed into the depth of his mind but not away. The Doctor had arrived
Several porters handled his books, tools and other personal effects. His 2-1B surgical droid was boxed and required several hands
-The Doctor- Splendid gentlemen!!! This way.
With a wave of the hand he guided the porters and they followed. Passing he offered An Tiarna a bow, raised his hand to Collins and Breen and a nod and smile to Mórrígan. He could not help but marvel at the group around him; they presented a literal laboratory of genetic research
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An Tiarna Dubh
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jun 5, 2018 20:27:57 GMT -8
Lighting another cigarette the Old man sat calmly. Abruptly he burst out thunderously
"Tongu do día toinges mo thúath!!!"
Glaring at the group he added
"I just don't know where those Gods are...."
Right hand up sweeps out
"For that matter my tribe is spread universe wide... some claim that success."
Another nod to the left, another cigarette lit with a wink and a smile
"But I do know where the money is so let's go that way. I don't need ask - do I now?"
The ancient warrior sat a stretch beside Mórrígan. After a half chain smoking perhaps a dozen more cigarettes and well over half a 26er downed he said
“Now Manaan… I hung onto that despicable waste with a iron grasp, like that of the crab lice now clinging to my – well you get it.”
Bellowing
“Now that’s quite the visual that analogy brings to the mind, one most could go a whole lifetime without.”
Eyes widen with contorting face right palm offered
“Where was I?”
Hand setting back on knee answered his own question with another
“What’s next… what’s next?”
And there he sat reaching deep inside searching for the answer as to just what was next
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Post by Twi'leck Triplet Dubh on Jun 6, 2018 3:38:22 GMT -8
The three watched and listened carefully. Gid's standing over her sisters right hand gracefully slipped down her body onto thigh hand falling firm on dagger. It was her security blanket. Alem sat to her left still as a rock. Shakk, to the right of Alem moved from side to side bored sick by the nothingness. She toyed with a pistol. Gid, accustomed to being the speaker for all three now ventured to address the group, speaking for all the younger Dubh, but something in the Old man's eyes made her lips shut tight without so much as a word passing over them
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