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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Jan 24, 2016 23:00:02 GMT -8
*Mórrígan strolled over gracefully, eyes fixed on Oshit. His name had always made her giggle as a child but she truly loved the man; Bomb Laden had thrown himself in front of gunfire intended for her and her three siblings - several times. She had watched him ritualistically gut more than one would be assassin in her time. Oshit never asked for a single word of thanks; never complained. Mórrígan knew the man. And Mórrígan knew her grandfather. And she knew that both prayed to the same Gods. It saddened her to that she knew what was about to go down. She frowned for but a minute then regaining her smile spoke*
Dia dhuit a hOshit a chara mhaith....
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Jan 24, 2016 23:15:04 GMT -8
*She did not like the strange smell of death that seemed to come off Oshit but she was very fond of the man. With hands gesturing she spoke. With a wave of the hands she responded then sat beside where Oshit had been sitting*
"Ach.... tá mé go maith"
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Jan 24, 2016 23:36:47 GMT -8
*Taking the cigarette, lighting it and after a quick pull handing the bottle back to Oshit she thought* 'Here I am Banríon of the bloody IF stealing a swig from a bottle and hiding my smoke so grandpa misses it - WTF?' *With that she picked up a stone tossing it at An Tiarna then went back to sitting with Oshit*
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An Tiarna Dubh
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jan 24, 2016 23:45:49 GMT -8
*A rock pasted An Tiarna in the back of the head. The stone had yet to hit the floor when blood began to stream from the wound and onto his shoulder and back. Grimacing he bellowed just before pitching an ashtray over his shoulder*
'What the hell was that for?'
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Jan 25, 2016 0:57:02 GMT -8
*5 Sentinel class transports were each loaded with 10 40 gallon barrels filled with an even mixture of high nitrogen fertilizer, high cetane fuel and simple mothballs. A skeleton crew manned each. 10 more barrels loaded into each loaded with used nails, screws, nuts, and thick wire, making for a considerable amount of shrapnel, not including that which would be produced by an exploding ship. The ships were set for manual detonation. 10 Togorian marines, dressed in vests the same as Oshit, were assigned to each ship. Each of these marines carried a 40 lbs backpack carrying a ten galloon the mixture of high nitrogen fertilizer, high cetane fuel and mothballs*
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An Tiarna Dubh
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jan 25, 2016 1:11:51 GMT -8
*Looking at Mórrígan as if she were an idiot the Old Man spoke to her as if scolding her so many years ago when she was a child*
'You'd think after the sorted life that I'm guilty as sin to have allowed you to be subjected to Mórrígan, that somewhere along the line you'd have acquired qa drop of sense....'
*Hands coaxing as he spoke in a singsong slow voice fingers wiggling in the air at the end*
'What should little Mórrígan do just for ol Gran Da before she makes things go boom??'
*With a shake of his head sat back lighting a cigarette and looking out at the sea*
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Jan 25, 2016 1:18:34 GMT -8
*Looking at An Tiarna as he spoke with big dog eyes Mórrígan bit her lip, then grabbed a Comm., opened a link and bellowed*
::All IF we are at CODE red effective immediately!!!!::
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Post by Di Fastski on Jan 25, 2016 2:50:01 GMT -8
*Donnabhain, now dressed in the standard uniform for his assignment, vest lined with 75lbs of Baradium - 357 compound secured with 50' of Flex-5 Detonite Tape with an A 53-R high-yield thermite explosive thermex charge was strapped to his body and remote-control detonator feed runnimg down his right arm to the hand, sits alone down the beach. It seemed almost perverse to Donnabhain that it tended to be times like these that a person puts stock into the value of their life. Looking at the big tall ugly fella with the girl his mind began to wander. And where his mind wandered we not go into detail about. Whoaaa. She reads minds ! Those freakish fish woman are quite the treat. That's good eatin!! And with that Donnabhain wept privately for a moment. Steeling himself Donnabhain lit a cigarette and watched Togs work on the Sentinels*
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jan 25, 2016 3:53:24 GMT -8
*An Tiarna looks around at all the worthless weak scum who can't handle their booze - in buckets. With that he remarks*
'Deep Core… sounds like some porn that makes one feel sexually inadequate.'
*Scratching his head - yes that head... the one on his neck. You know, most have brains in them. Anyway, inner thoughts - stop!!*
'Deep Core... say that slow in a deeeep voice... ;Deeeep Corree' alright, where was I?
*Glazed eyes from far too much drink; way too little sleep*
'Here's a place we all know & love... well I loved bombing it. 'Pimple temple on of the Ugly Oder of Hillbillies - wtf is that?'
*Covering his eyes for a moment then spitting out this gem*
'Where is it you ask? Python in the Deep Core..... Is that some twisted freudian slip or did they intend that? Works on so many levels. OK - where's breakfast?'
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Jan 25, 2016 4:43:29 GMT -8
*At her words bodies moved and she spoke quietly in the Ancient Tongue**Looking down at a dossier an evil grin crossing her face*
"Alright! Let's do it!"
*What would come off to one ignorant to who was speaking she could be mistaken for a drunk prom~queen; Mórrígan may well be half cut and certainly was gorgeous. A stunned halfwit she was not*
"I want this moving - today. Give me those dossiers!"
*Brows dropped as the smile was wiped off her face in concentration. All went quiet as she deliberated. Mumbling she read*
"Two are important.... The latter is inconsequential to our goal." |
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jan 25, 2016 5:09:57 GMT -8
*Head to the left mouth agape*
Just two you say?
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Jan 25, 2016 5:17:25 GMT -8
*With a glare up at the old man*
"Did I stutter?"
*Looking back down she continued*
"The latter is a waste of time..... Concentrate on two... see what that math multiplies to from there... will leave our enemies bare...."
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jan 25, 2016 6:34:55 GMT -8
*Slamming fist down*
"Maith go leor!!
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jan 25, 2016 7:47:27 GMT -8
*The Sentinels have been loaded & divided into two groups,*
A Team: Oshit Bomb Laden
10 Togorian marines, (SAA)
+ 40 lbs backpack carrying a ten galloon mixture of high nitrogen fertilizer, high cetane fuel and mothballs
2 Sentinel class transports (Ships set for manual detonation)
Skeleton crew
Specs:
Ten 40 gallon barrels filled with an even mixture of high nitrogen fertilizer, high cetane fuel and simple mothballs.
10 barrels loaded with used nails, screws, nuts, and thick wire, making for a considerable amount of shrapnel, (not including that which would be produced by an exploding ship)
B Team: Seamus Donnabhain
10 Togorian marines, (SAA)
+ 40 lbs backpack carrying a ten galloon mixture of high nitrogen fertilizer, high cetane fuel and mothballs
+ 40 lbs backpack carrying a ten galloon mixture of high nitrogen fertilizer, high cetane fuel and mothballs
3 Sentinel class transports (Ships set for manual detonation)
Skeleton crew
Specs:
Ten 40 gallon barrels filled with an even mixture of high nitrogen fertilizer, high cetane fuel and simple mothballs.
10 barrels loaded with used nails, screws, nuts, and thick wire, making for a considerable amount of shrapnel, (not including that which would be produced by an exploding ship)
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Jan 25, 2016 8:31:23 GMT -8
*Mórrígan looked at the dossiers making a fast decision picking up one handing it to Oshit Bomb Laden, hugged him and with a kiss on the cheek said*
"Strike the KDY"
A Team: Oshit Bomb Laden
10 Togorian marines, (SAA)
+ 40 lbs backpack carrying a ten galloon mixture of high nitrogen fertilizer, high cetane fuel and mothballs
2 Sentinel class transports (Ships set for manual detonation)
Skeleton crew
Specs:
Ten 40 gallon barrels filled with an even mixture of high nitrogen fertilizer, high cetane fuel and simple mothballs.
10 barrels loaded with used nails, screws, nuts, and thick wire, making for a considerable amount of shrapnel, (not including that which would be produced by an exploding ship)
*Snatching up the other she handed it to Donnabhain*
"Red Dawn, Honoghr. Move - now*
B Team: Seamus Donnabhain
10 Togorian marines, (SAA)
+ 40 lbs backpack carrying a ten galloon mixture of high nitrogen fertilizer, high cetane fuel and mothballs
+ 40 lbs backpack carrying a ten galloon mixture of high nitrogen fertilizer, high cetane fuel and mothballs
3 Sentinel class transports (Ships set for manual detonation)
Skeleton crew
Specs:
Ten 40 gallon barrels filled with an even mixture of high nitrogen fertilizer, high cetane fuel and simple mothballs.
10 barrels loaded with used nails, screws, nuts, and thick wire, making for a considerable amount of shrapnel, (not including that which would be produced by an exploding ship)
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Post by Di Fastski on Jan 25, 2016 8:48:48 GMT -8
*Snatching his orders from Mórrígan the man stopped turned around looking at her for a long second. Donnabhain then turned and left*
B Team: Seamus Donnabhain
10 Togorian marines, (SAA)
+ 40 lbs backpack carrying a ten galloon mixture of high nitrogen fertilizer, high cetane fuel and mothballs
+ 40 lbs backpack carrying a ten galloon mixture of high nitrogen fertilizer, high cetane fuel and mothballs
3 Sentinel class transports (Ships set for manual detonation)
Skeleton crew
Specs:
Ten 40 gallon barrels filled with an even mixture of high nitrogen fertilizer, high cetane fuel and simple mothballs.
10 barrels loaded with used nails, screws, nuts, and thick wire, making for a considerable amount of shrapnel, (not including that which would be produced by an exploding ship)
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Jan 25, 2016 9:05:03 GMT -8
*Mórrígan watched as the two men began to leave... she nodded to An Tiarna.... the cold ruse had worked. Unbuckling her holster she pulled her gun stealing towards the men leaving. The ruse had worked. When she reached Laden holding up her gun she fired a single shot into the back of his head. As he went forward and hit the ground blood began to pour across the ground beneath. Mórrígan emptied the clip into the man's head. What was left beneath scarcely appeared to have everbeen a living thing. Casually leaing over she spit on the mess at her feet, steeping back and casually reloading her gun. Turning to the second man*
"Be a good boy and take all of these and do what is necessary."
*Walking back to her table she sat downas if she had just walked the family dog*
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Post by Di Fastski on Jan 25, 2016 16:35:12 GMT -8
*Turning around Donnabhain was a bit started. He simple walked by taking the order from the ground beside the body and walked over to the ships. All picked up and lifted off disappearing into the sky ad were gone*
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Post by Di Fastski on Jan 25, 2016 18:04:01 GMT -8
Whhhhhoooooo I am dead.... Come here An Tiarna!! C'mon, you can't get away that easy; you're old, weak, stupid and mortal. This is great!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Post by Di Fastski on Jan 25, 2016 18:06:16 GMT -8
You know.... this ability to triple post is quite exhilarating!!! I am much man!!!!!!!!!!!!
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