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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Feb 10, 2016 18:48:31 GMT -8
*Mórrígan opened a Comm. link and spoke cold and simply*
::Bespin command the is Mórrígan Dubh. I want you ready to pull the plug on my call. Have a warning to relayed to the city. Over::
*With that Mórrígan cut the Comm. The will of e unthiverse was set to be tested*
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Post by Twi'leck Triplet Dubh on Feb 10, 2016 19:20:18 GMT -8
*The trio sat silently watching. Gid looked mouth slightly agape; legend had it that these were serious people but this was unfathomable. Alem was equally stunned and lit a cigarette, smoking it with shaking. Shakk too lit a cigarette but showed none of the weariness of her sisters; she was learning here and enjoying it at that*
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Feb 10, 2016 19:26:50 GMT -8
*An Tiarna watched the four closely. He said nothing to interfere with Mórrígan's call, nor did he attempt to explain a thing to the three girls. This was a learning experience and this was the IF not a ballet club. So he sat calmly smoking a cigarette and nursing his drink. After a stretch he spoke*
-An Tiarna-
'Open link or not speak with the crew in orbit... and the ground.'
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Feb 10, 2016 19:45:15 GMT -8
*Mórrígan nodded at the suggestion and opened a link to Manaan COs*
::I want the fleet and ground troops on high alert immediately! CODE RED is now in effect::
*As she cut the Comm. ground forces, always visible became more visible. Little more was needed to describe the police state after the panic button was hit. Troops were disciplined but security became intense. A raven circled the Mortus and the lonely howl of a wolf could be heard in the background. Mórrígan quite spontaneously as if in a trance recited a set of words*
"Thig an nathair as an toll
Là donn Brìde,
Ged robh trì troighean dhen t-sneachd
Air leac an làir."
*The girl snapped out of the momentary lapse of reason as if nothing had happened."
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Feb 10, 2016 22:20:15 GMT -8
*At the words An Tiarna snapped to attention barking off*
"What did you say?"
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Feb 10, 2016 22:23:37 GMT -8
*With a curious look and both hands laid out open in the air Mórrígan replied*
"Nothing...."
*Relaxing her hands and lighting a cigarette she asked*
"Why?" |
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Feb 10, 2016 22:30:05 GMT -8
*In a patronizing tone face the image of sadness*
"We live in a bloody madhouse... something else is on the way"
*Turning face & mind with it onto the Manaan sea he sat wondering: 'again... again. What now??' Eyes fixed on the ocean deep he wondered what lay beneath. Snapping his attention back to the family he took a beaded necklace from pocket & waited*
'It is time for prayer for those warriors fallen.' |
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Feb 10, 2016 23:40:20 GMT -8
*Mórrígan did not hesitate a moment. Pulling a similar artifact from her pocket with some wave of the hands off her head chest spoke these words*
"I n-ainm an athar, agus an mhic, agus an sprid naoimh, áiméin."
*She looked up a second then bowing again continued*
Creidim i nDia, an tAthair Uilechumhachtach, Cruthaitheoir Nimhe agus Talún, agus i nÍosa Críost a Aonmhac san ár dTiarna, do gabhadh ón Spriod Naomh, do rugadh ó Mhuire ógh, d'fhulaig páis fé Phointeas Píolóid, do céasadh ar an gcrois, fuair bás agus d'adhlacadh, chuaigh síos go hifreann, d'aiséirigh an treas lá ó mhairbhe, chuaigh suas ar neamh, tá ina shuí ar dheasláimh Dé an tAthair Uilechumhachtach, as san tiocfaidh ag tabhairt bhreithiúntais ar bheo is ar mhairbh. Creidim sa Spriod Naomh, sa naomh-Eaglais Chaitliceach, i gComaoine na Naomh, i Maithiúnachas na bPeacaí, i nAiséirí na Colla, is sa Bheatha Shíoraí. áiméin.
*Pausing she began again*
"Ár nAthair, atá ar neamh, go naomhaítear t'ainm, go dtaga do ríocht, go ndeintear do thoil ar an dtalamh mar a deintear ar neamh. Ár n-arán laethúil tabhair dhúinn inniu, agus maith dhúinn ár gcionta mar a mhaithimíd do chách, agus ná lig sinn i gcathú, ach saor sinn ó olc. áiméin."
*Wiping sweat from brow continued, saying a long set, repeated it ten times*
"Sé do bheatha, a Mhuire, atá lán de ghrásta, tá an Tiarna leat. Is beannaithe thú idir na mná agus is beannaithe toradh do bhroinne, Íosa. A Naomh-Mhuire, a Mháthair Dé, guigh orainn na peacaigh,anois agus ar uair ár mbáis. áiméin.
Sé do bheatha, a Mhuire, atá lán de ghrásta, tá an Tiarna leat. Is beannaithe thú idir na mná agus is beannaithe toradh do bhroinne, Íosa. A Naomh-Mhuire, a Mháthair Dé, guigh orainn na peacaigh,anois agus ar uair ár mbáis. áiméin.
Sé do bheatha, a Mhuire, atá lán de ghrásta, tá an Tiarna leat. Is beannaithe thú idir na mná agus is beannaithe toradh do bhroinne, Íosa. A Naomh-Mhuire, a Mháthair Dé, guigh orainn na peacaigh,anois agus ar uair ár mbáis. áiméin.
Sé do bheatha, a Mhuire, atá lán de ghrásta, tá an Tiarna leat. Is beannaithe thú idir na mná agus is beannaithe toradh do bhroinne, Íosa. A Naomh-Mhuire, a Mháthair Dé, guigh orainn na peacaigh,anois agus ar uair ár mbáis. áiméin.
Sé do bheatha, a Mhuire, atá lán de ghrásta, tá an Tiarna leat. Is beannaithe thú idir na mná agus is beannaithe toradh do bhroinne, Íosa. A Naomh-Mhuire, a Mháthair Dé, guigh orainn na peacaigh,anois agus ar uair ár mbáis. áiméin.
Sé do bheatha, a Mhuire, atá lán de ghrásta, tá an Tiarna leat. Is beannaithe thú idir na mná agus is beannaithe toradh do bhroinne, Íosa. A Naomh-Mhuire, a Mháthair Dé, guigh orainn na peacaigh,anois agus ar uair ár mbáis. áiméin.
Sé do bheatha, a Mhuire, atá lán de ghrásta, tá an Tiarna leat. Is beannaithe thú idir na mná agus is beannaithe toradh do bhroinne, Íosa. A Naomh-Mhuire, a Mháthair Dé, guigh orainn na peacaigh,anois agus ar uair ár mbáis. áiméin.
Sé do bheatha, a Mhuire, atá lán de ghrásta, tá an Tiarna leat. Is beannaithe thú idir na mná agus is beannaithe toradh do bhroinne, Íosa. A Naomh-Mhuire, a Mháthair Dé, guigh orainn na peacaigh,anois agus ar uair ár mbáis. áiméin.
Sé do bheatha, a Mhuire, atá lán de ghrásta, tá an Tiarna leat. Is beannaithe thú idir na mná agus is beannaithe toradh do bhroinne, Íosa. A Naomh-Mhuire, a Mháthair Dé, guigh orainn na peacaigh,anois agus ar uair ár mbáis. áiméin.
Sé do bheatha, a Mhuire, atá lán de ghrásta, tá an Tiarna leat. Is beannaithe thú idir na mná agus is beannaithe toradh do bhroinne, Íosa. A Naomh-Mhuire, a Mháthair Dé, guigh orainn na peacaigh,anois agus ar uair ár mbáis. áiméin.
Sé do bheatha, a Mhuire, atá lán de ghrásta, tá an Tiarna leat. Is beannaithe thú idir na mná agus is beannaithe toradh do bhroinne, Íosa. A Naomh-Mhuire, a Mháthair Dé, guigh orainn na peacaigh,anois agus ar uair ár mbáis. áiméin."
*Pausing for a moment she moved on*
"Glóire don Athair is don Mhac is don Spriod Naomh, mar a bhí ar dtúis, mar atá fós, is mar a bheidh trí shaol na saol. áiméin."
*Clearing her throat she rolled on with one another*
"Ó a Íosa, maith dhúinn ár bpeacaí, saor sinn ó thine ifrinn, agus stiúir anam gach n-aon go flaithis Dé, go háirithe iad súd atá i bhfíor-ghéarghá do thrócaire. áiméin."
*Now sounding exhausted, sweat rolling from her brow*
"Go mbeannaíthear duit, a Bhanríon Naofa, a Mháthair na Trócaire, go mbeannaíthear duit, is tu ár mbeatha, ár mílseacht is ár ndóchas. Is ort-sa a screadaimíd, clann bhocht dhíbeartha Éabha, is chughat-sa suas a chuirimíd ár n-osnaithe, ag caoineadh is ag gol sa ghleann so na ndeor. Iompaigh orainn, dá bhrí sin, a Choimirce, a chaomh-uasail, do shúile atá lán de thrua, is nuair a bheidh deireadh lenár n-íobairt ar an saol so, tabhair radharc dúinn ar thoradh do bhroinne, Íosa, a Mhaighdean Mhuire ró-thrócaireach, ró-ghrámhar, ró-mhilis. Guigh orainn a naomh-Mháthair Dé, ionas gur fiú sinn gealltanais Chríost a fháil. áiméin."
*With a second wind*
"A Athair Shíoraí, gur cheannaigh t'Aonmhac dúinn, lena bheatha, lena bhás, is lena aiséirí, aoibhneas síoraí na bhFlaitheas, tabhair dúinn, achnaímíd ort, do ghrásta, ionas ag machnamh dúinn ar na mistéiribh seo na Corónach Mhuire, go dtiocfadh linn do thoil naofa a dhéanamh agus an t-aoibhneas síoraí sin do shroisint, trí Íosa Críost ár dTiarna. áiméin."
*Then curiously waving her hands about again*
"I n-ainm an athar, agus an mhic, agus an sprid naoimh, áiméin."
*Finished the girl sat still holding the meditation beads*
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Feb 11, 2016 0:03:06 GMT -8
*Chanting along through the exercise An Tiarna along with Mórrígan pausing at some & allowing her to speak then joing again at the end he too touched head, cheast then each shoulder & slipped the beads away & spoke*
'Go raibh maith agat.'
*& at that he went back to his looking at the sea. In that moment the gentle water rapidly became a violent mass, rising up in a great wave & crashing down on the Manaan beach. This was telling of things to come the Old man thought but just what he knew not. A path of carnage had been left behind as he roamed the universe wide. & indeed he had left many a thing behind. Strange that now this legacy seemed to be coming down on him like the mighty wave striking the Manaan beach*
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Post by Twi'leck Triplet Dubh on Feb 11, 2016 0:14:26 GMT -8
*The girls watched the whole odd practice closely. "What a strange people" Gid thought. Alem halfway through this rite looked over at Shakk, who was rolling along attempting to imitate what was being said. It was all quite catching Alem agreed, rather like a virus. She herself began praying thinking "What if this is contagious?" She bowed her head now but not in prayer. Shakk pulled a gun and shot a passerby. She handled it quite well. Gid shrugging her shoulders Shot another innocent victim. Alem wanted to shoot both of them but remained calm*
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Feb 11, 2016 22:53:40 GMT -8
*With a twist of the head spoke to Mórrígan.
'What is the situation with Bespin?'
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Feb 12, 2016 0:35:49 GMT -8
*Mórrígan responded in a flash in a slow way accenting each vowel in the words*
"Absolutely nothing"
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Feb 12, 2016 0:50:00 GMT -8
*With a thin smile & course words*
Exactly what I expected.... The claim is so transparent you can see straight through it. What remains to be seen is the treatment of the claim.'
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Post by Deirdre Dubh on Feb 12, 2016 2:04:13 GMT -8
*Coming up on the pub froze a few meters away in a dark corner watching the action outside the pub. Two... no three Twi'lek women... another woman. Pausing a moment. The woman she recognized. Then her eyes fell on him - An Tiarna Dubh. She tried to steel herself; this was going to take a moment*
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Feb 12, 2016 3:14:01 GMT -8
*Chin rising as left brow drops*
"What exactly is bestiality may I ask... or do I even want to know???"
*Brushing the question aside*
"We have business on Onderon."
*Looking down a second back up and went on*
Coruscant ... Onderon too."
*Head snapping to the right voice raising hurled these words she knew well out*
"Deirdre! Tar anseo chugam!"
*Then in a shout*
"Anois!!!"
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Feb 12, 2016 3:21:22 GMT -8
*Scarce before An Tiarna ingested the question when Mórrígan went on. He sat back calm & waited*
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Post by Deirdre Dubh on Feb 12, 2016 3:25:18 GMT -8
*Deirdre did not understand the command but for her name the tone however made her jump walking over to the pair. She closed her eyes for a moment awaiting the worse*
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Post by Deirdre Dubh on Feb 12, 2016 3:28:57 GMT -8
*Shaking the girl raised a hand*
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Feb 12, 2016 3:36:10 GMT -8
*With a roll of the eyes*
"Sit down; you're among family."
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Post by Deirdre Dubh on Feb 12, 2016 3:44:14 GMT -8
*Deirdre took the seat passively chin up trying to look calm*
"Thank you."
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