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Post by Whill Shaman Erevis on Aug 14, 2017 19:01:01 GMT -8
He watched it all play out through the mans mind, his face. His mannerisms. He small smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth. he leaned forward as Dearg spoke, resting his forearms on the table, intent on the mans every word.
"You my friend, are never alone. The Force is with you always. As am I, if you think about it. I see it in your eyes. Your movements. Your very presence here. Go ahead. Pull your saber. Stab me. Right through the heart. I will not stop you.. A military man without an army. Yet you are an army unto yourself. "
He stared at Dearg, his eyes boring through the man, challenging him, silently urging him to stab Erevis through the chest.
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on May 30, 2018 22:59:45 GMT -8
Suffering from a pounding headache, pains in body parts he did not even know that still were still attached to his person and caffeine jitters from downing four pots of coffee rapidly, An Tiarna, coming down from one of the longest drinking binges in his notoriously drunken life asked Mórrígan
“What exactly, if I may ask be so bold to inquire, is all this rattling around nonsense that I hear?”
Chin resting in the palm of a mighty left hand he and lighting yet another cigarette with the other he waited
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on May 30, 2018 23:11:49 GMT -8
The woman offered no immediate answer moving with speed but confidently as she organized. A weighty set of drums were being set outside the Mortus and more brought inside. A party was in the making so it would seem. The fenzy of activity was blinding but nothing unusual for Manaan. High ranking, heavily decorated, war seasoned officers of the highest ranks were involved in the most basic of work. Family too were collecting in droves. Mórrígan continued her work not far away but far too immersed in it all to respond. Barricades were being erected, explosions and gunfire rang out in the not so distant background
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Post by Michael Collins on May 30, 2018 23:25:14 GMT -8
Collins bustled about screaming out orders and directing people with hand gestures. The frantic activity would daze many watching; this was the norm among the celebrated Iron Fists. He answered the Old man
“An Tiarna we are doing as we always do…..”
Bodies moved all round him, as family amassed all under the watchful eye of Collins himself and supervision of his feared secret service and covert military elites. A small heated exchange transpired between Collins and one IF officer, ending when Collins drew a revolver and summarily blew the man's brains all over the ground beneath. In typical fashion the mess was swiftly cleaned up. Responding to a Comm. buzzing incessantly Colllins bellowed
"What?"
He listened nodding his head several times. Then speaking
"I want the whole bloody lot raised!"
Head pulling back in shock
"Are you a bloody idiot? Don't touch the tombs."
Cutting the Comm. he returned to the calm of the organized bedlam now ensuing
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on May 30, 2018 23:57:33 GMT -8
The Raven gently landed on An Tiarna's left shoulder and sat stoically
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on May 31, 2018 0:18:52 GMT -8
An officer came over whispering in the Old man’s ear. An Tiarna reared back gazing up at the man with a stare that would make the strong booming souls grow weak at the knee and fall silent
-An Tiarna-
“Another one?”
Shaking head
" Morrígu...."
Lighting a cigarette
“Gimme a stretch to figure this one out….”
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on May 31, 2018 0:23:40 GMT -8
At that moment The Raven sitting atop the Old man's shoulder took flight disappearing into the twilight
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Post by Michael Collins on May 31, 2018 1:36:58 GMT -8
An officer approached Collins handing him a paper. Collins gave it a sound once over nodded to the officer who left and then scanning the area with his eyes he walked over handing An Tiarna the paper
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on May 31, 2018 1:47:48 GMT -8
An Tiarna looked it over then back up at Collins
“They have been collected?”
Family/Associates
Family:
Twi’leck Triplets
Twin Togruta
Brigid
Deirdre
Zabrak Twins
Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh
Epona
Officers:
Luca
Dan Breen
Torna Ó Maolchonaire, Seanchaí ~ Old Teller
The Doctor
Gardaí Cosanta, An Tiarna's personal guard were on high alert and The 50 man strong units of Togorian Rangers, Lámh Dhearg Manaan and Óglaigh na Iarndóideanna, worked nonstop in the surrounding area |
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on May 31, 2018 1:53:23 GMT -8
An resplendent eerie image of The Raven materialized for but a few seconds then faded away to nothing. It was ominously prophetic....
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Post by Michael Collins on May 31, 2018 1:57:50 GMT -8
Collins responded with speed
“All are accounted for An Tiarna and being held at an undisclosed location awaiting your call...."
Collins saluted and with a nod of the head went back into his task. Gunfire and explosions could still be heard ringing out in the distance quite sporadically. Work in and around the Pub continued. Collins also contacted some authorities of a religious nature. He had a gut feeling that they may be needed
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Post by Torna Ó Maolchonaire on May 31, 2018 2:25:42 GMT -8
He could be seen in the distance but would be quickly passed by save a powerful spirituality that he exuded from every pore, even from a football field away. He walked in gracefully, nodding to Collins and removing his hat giving An Tiarna a deep bow sat in a quiet corner. The eminent Seanchaí Torna Ó Maolchonaire had arrived
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on May 31, 2018 19:00:57 GMT -8
An Tiarna acknowledged Ó Maolchonaire with a nod then turning his attention back to Collins asked
-An Tiarna-
“The girls are alright?”
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Post by Michael Collins on May 31, 2018 19:03:22 GMT -8
Collins responded fast
-Collins-
“Those girls? Would you want to be among the authorities that tripped over that pack of wolves?”
Adding in quick
-Collins-
"And two are men - you know that right?"
Rolling over that fact he went on
-Collins-
"luca is with them. That man would wade through Vader’s Fist like shite through a goose.”
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Post by Ris Kee on Jun 1, 2018 1:29:34 GMT -8
A man walked in quietly taking a seat away from the heat of the crowd. He made not a gesture to anyone. But everyone knew full well who was there. He listened keenly. Taking out a pad he scribbled quite sporadically, noting a name here, a place there. Jotting down times. He looked around at the great movement of barrels into the area and took note of that too. Here with a meaty left index finger he drew an officer in whispering in his ear. The officer nodded and fast went back instructing his men as he had been ordered. The way that the arrangement of barrels was modified as the man had instructed. Offered a bottle he took it silently with a nod then fell back to his deep observation. Big Dan Breen had arrived and on An Tiarna's call the blood would fly
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jun 1, 2018 2:00:39 GMT -8
Hand shooting to the sky And Tiarna bellowed
"Óglaigh na Iarndóideanna!!!"
Any asleep were now wide awake. Some too close were now deaf. And then a thunderous smack rang out as the Old man clapped hands together
"Now is the time for The Warriors of the Iron Fists to rise up out of the Shadows…."
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Jun 1, 2018 22:33:21 GMT -8
A woman's face materialized inside a bottle that An Tiarna was presently laying to waste. A man stood behind her playing with a young child. The Woman spoke
-Morrígu-
"Help us An Tiarna you're our only hope....."
After that the bizarre apparition disappeared
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jun 2, 2018 0:00:35 GMT -8
An Tiarna saw the outrageous image materialize on the bottle, mumble some hair-brain sentence then disappear
-An Tiarna-
Och! I should drink less....."
At that moment his Comm. buzzed incessantly. Answering he listened closely. His mind moved fast.~Decisions needed be made. People were going to die.... Horrifically. But what right now?~He downed the bottle. His next move would be decisive
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Post by Lámh Dhearg Manaan on Jun 2, 2018 0:29:13 GMT -8
The Lámh Dhearg moved onto the Mortus. The order was quietly put out and men fell in line
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Post by Óglaigh na Iarndóideanna on Jun 2, 2018 0:33:55 GMT -8
Óglaigh na Iarndóideanna arrived at the pub and waded into the labor moving and deploying the considerable number of kegs that had accumulated outside the pub
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