An Tiarna Dubh
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jan 19, 2016 2:11:58 GMT -8
‘I won’t mince words; what I say is law. That simple.’
*Looking around as if begging a challenge then looking at the floor spoke slowly*
'It is not my time to lie down & die but it is a passing on in a sense; passing on the crown of the Iron Fists. & I voluntarily abdicate my position as Ard Rí na hÓglaigh na Iarndóideanna ~ High King of the Warriors of the Iron Fists.'
*Looking up at Mórrígan eyes afire*
‘As my last act as King I declare my successor to be Mórrígan Dubh, Banríon na Óglaigh na Iarndóideanna ~ Queen of the Warriors of the Iron Fists.’
*With a bow*
‘It is done. Your Majesty.’
*Standing he spoke under his breath to Mórrígan*
‘Let’s keep this straight; if you mess with me I’ll still rip your tonsils out….’
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Jan 19, 2016 2:28:28 GMT -8
*A tear rolling down her check at the proclamation of abdication Mórrígan swept it aside standing even as An Tairna made his final declaration. Nodding gracefully at his gesture and words she took in the slight with a graceful smile whispering back*
<"Put a sock in it old man or I have you beat about the head and face.">
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Luca
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Post by Luca on Jan 19, 2016 2:48:02 GMT -8
*Luca stood watching over the ceremony intensely. As all drew to an end a man walked by too quickly. Luca stepped in catching the man with an arm pulling him into a chokehold and with a swing of the hip and sharp upward jerk snapped the neck cleanly. Dropping the body Luca casually returned to the crowning of Banríon Mórrígan Dubh. Name had a nice ring Luca thought*
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Jan 19, 2016 4:41:08 GMT -8
*Opening a broad comm. to IF forces Mórrígan spoke*
::Dia Dhaoibh, is mise Banríon Mórrígan Dubh. This is my first official address to... anybody. I want IF forces mobilized to strike... Scratch that we are always mobilized to strike. Humm.... I want all to strike a plane.... Wait all planets seem to have a strange 'closed' sign on them whenever we do that. Ok....::
*Clearing her throat*
::An order to all IF forces: strike the nearest soldier of a lower rank than yourself - repeatedly and immediately. If you are among the sorry bunch having blows rained down on you - defend yourself - aggressively. Maiden go maith!!!!::
*Cutting the comm. with a smile*
"This tyrannical thing is the bomb!"
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jan 19, 2016 4:54:15 GMT -8
*An Tiarna's eyes filling with tears as he watched Mórrígan go postal*
'I created a monster... again....'
*Shaking his head scarcely able to contain the watershed down*
'It's so beautiful it brings tears to my eyes'
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Jan 19, 2016 6:59:19 GMT -8
*Mórrígan was settling into the business of running the IF with a vengeance and remarkable ease. She had the luxury of a lifetime of firsthand dealing directly with a myriad of underworld figures firsthand as the representative of her most feared grandfather and the IF. She already had a personal relationship with criminal and legitimate business associates of all kinds at her fingertips. What was needed more than anything was to maintain established resources. But she had larger ambitions that were about to hit the uni like a freighter into a hay wagon. The future was now. And in the background a voice sang out*
Seal dá rabhas im’ mhaighdean shéimh,
‘S anois im’ bhaintreach chaite thréith,
Mo chéile ag treabhadh na dtonn go tréan
De bharr na gcnoc is in imigéin.
Sé mo laoch mo Ghile Mear
‘Sé mo Shaesar, Ghile Mear,
Suan ná séan ní bhfuaireas féin
Ó chuaigh i gcéin mo Ghile Mear.
Bímse buan ar buairt gach ló,
Ag caoi go cruaidh ‘s ag tuar na ndeor
Mar scaoileadh uaim an buachaill beo
‘S ná ríomhtar tuairisc uaidh, mo bhrón.
Ní labhrann cuach go suairc ar nóin
Is níl guth gadhair i gcoilltibh cnó,
Ná maidin shamhraidh i ngleanntaibh ceoigh
Ó d’imthigh sé uaim an buachaill beó.
Ghile Mear ‘sa seal faoi chumha,
‘S Éire go léir faoi chlócaibh dubha;
Suan ná séan ní bhfuaireas féin
Ó chuaigh i gcéin mo Ghile Mear
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Jan 19, 2016 12:04:27 GMT -8
*Singing in the ancient tongue filled the night air thick*
Tá na bráithre 'teacht thar sáile 's iad ag triall ar muir,
Tiocfaidh do phárdún ón bPápa is ón Róimh anoir
'S ní spárálfar fíon Spáinneach ar mo Róisín Dubh.
Is fada an réim a léig mé léi ó inné 'dtí inniu,
Trasna sléibhte go ndeachas léi, fé sheolta ar muir;
An éirne is chaith mé 'léim í, cé gur mór é an sruth;
'S bhí ceol téad ar gach taobh díom is mo Róisín Dubh.
Mhairbh tú mé, a bhrídeach, is nárbh fhearrde dhuit,
Is go bhfuil m'anam istigh i ngean ort 's ní inné ná inniu;
D'fhág tú lag anbhfann mé i ngné is i gcruth-
Ná feall orm is mé i ngean ort, a Róisín Dubh.
Shiubhalfainn féin an drúcht leat is fásaigh ghuirt,
Mar shúil go bhfaighinn rún uait nó páirt dem thoil.
A chraoibhín chumhra, gheallais domhsa go raibh grá agat dom
-'S gurab í fíor-scoth na Mumhan í, mo Róisín Dubh.
Dá mbeadh seisreach agam threabhfainn in aghaidh na gcnoc,
is dhéanfainn soiscéal i lár an aifrinn do mo Róisín Dubh,
bhéarfainn póg don chailín óg a bhéarfadh a hóighe dhom,
is dhéanfainn cleas ar chúl an leasa le mo Róisín Dubh.
Beidh an Éirne 'na tuiltibh tréana is réabfar cnoic,
Beidh an fharraige 'na tonntaibh dearga is doirtfear fuil,
Beidh gach gleann sléibhe ar fud éireann is móinte ar crith,
Lá éigin sul a n-éagfaidh mo Róisín Dubh.
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Jan 19, 2016 13:39:01 GMT -8
*Mórrígan in a harrowing voice did sing a ballad of history past when the mighty IF seemed as one voice cruelly did say "dead; a thing of a past long gone"*
The drenching night drags on: no sleep or snore,
no stock, no wealth of sheep, no horned cows.
This storm on the waves nearby has harrowed my head
- I who ate no winkles or dogfish in my youth!
If that guardian King from the bank of the the Manaan Sea lived on,
with all who shared his fate (and would pity my plight)
to rule that soft, snug region, bayed and harboured,
my people would not stay poor in Dubh country.
Great An Tiarna, fierce and fine, who loathed deceit;
withAn Tiarna of the Gaels, in yoke unyielding, faint;
and An Tiarna in Ard Rí Torc with his children will lie buried;
it is bitterness through my heart they have left no trace.
My heart has dried in my ribs, my humours soured,
that those never-niggardly lords, whose holdings ranged
from Kessel to Manaan's Wave and out to Korriban,
are savaged by alien hordes in land and townland.
You wave down there, lifting your loudest roar,
the wits in my head are worsted by your wails.
If help ever came to lovely Manaan again
I'd wedge your ugly howling down your throat!
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jan 19, 2016 21:34:21 GMT -8
*An Tiarna nodded upwards*
'Luca a chara, get over here!'
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Jan 19, 2016 21:36:58 GMT -8
*Mórrígan sat quietly drinking a glass of wine and sorting through papers*
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Post by Luca on Jan 19, 2016 21:39:26 GMT -8
*Luca walked over quietly and sat down*
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Jan 20, 2016 7:10:36 GMT -8
*Mórrígan a smiled with a regal nod at Luca*
"Ok so I lifted pretty much anything I could grab from that one Whill's igloo and all I have is wet pants. Do I need depends? Bloody things. And there's a word of interest. People who cringe if you say 'shite' drop 'bloody' like me through Kleenex.... What's that? Are people so naïve or perhaps just so stupid to not understand what 'bloody' implies? The Jamaican dialect is far more clear in its' usage of the word; they combine it with clothe.... Blood clothe. Those still missing that one? Now start to listen in those sex ed classes." |
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jan 20, 2016 8:19:25 GMT -8
*The old man spoke to Luca slowly and quietly yet distinct*
'Luca a chara mhaith..... I want Mórrígan covered so heavily that if an SSD plowed straight into the place that she stood she'd nay even get so much as a scratch. Understand?'
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Post by Luca on Jan 20, 2016 8:26:15 GMT -8
*Luca listened quietly, face unmoved. When An Tiarna was finished he spoke but a word; his word worth more than the most rare gem in the universe wide*
"Done."
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Post by Michael Collins on Jan 20, 2016 8:59:29 GMT -8
*Collins, watching in the background strolled over, nodding to Luca and Mórrígan. He simply sat quietly and watched yet the man was arresting in his silence. Those who knew of him were immediately tense; those who did not at first glimpse were set aback by the handsome image of the man. That just before an icy cold shiver crawled up their backs; Collins was both brutally dashing and utterly terrifying*
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jan 20, 2016 9:04:41 GMT -8
*An Tiarna nodded to Collins uttering but a few words*
'I'm sure that you heard what I said Michael, so I won't repeat myself.'
*The Old Man was unconditional when he spoke and the message was clear; abdicating a title did not in any way imply relinquishing authority. People tended to have difficulty distinguishing between the two*
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Jan 20, 2016 15:33:06 GMT -8
*Looking at the conversation Mórrígan spoke up*
"Alright. The state of crime in this universe is laughable. I have grown up in a den of thieves and murders. We are going to set things back on track. Offers have been put out to support smugglers but if they have nothing worthy to offer we will illustrate just how things should be done."
*With an upward nod and a smile*
"Get ready boys...."
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Post by Di Fastski on Jan 20, 2016 20:45:34 GMT -8
*A ship set down near the Mortus. Two men exited and were met by some nasty looking Togorians. Donnabhain looking at the creatures held his cool and spoke*
"I wish to speak with Ab Tiarna"
*He was brought over to where the old man now sat*
"An Tiarna I have a proposition for you."
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jan 20, 2016 20:49:07 GMT -8
*An Tiarna watched as the two figures as they approached. Hearing the man he spoke*
'Sit & tell me to whom & why I owe the honor of this visit'
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Jan 20, 2016 20:53:55 GMT -8
*Mórrígan sat quietly as the two men sat down. Let us see where this one takes us she thought*
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