An Tiarna Dubh
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jan 3, 2016 10:27:44 GMT -8
*aAn Tiarna barked off a fast reply to Nexus*
'Do it... & do it fast. We have no time to waste.'
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Doctor Nick
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Post by Doctor Nick on Jan 3, 2016 14:38:56 GMT -8
*A familiar figure walks up to the funeral pyre looking around cautiously. He quietly sits and watches the funeral*
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An Tiarna Dubh
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jan 3, 2016 16:00:10 GMT -8
*The old man closes his eyes for a moment & sighs at the sight of Dr Nick*
Not that bloody idiot.... Why do I allow him to live.
*With that he turns back to his drink & thought*
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Post by Doctor Nick on Jan 3, 2016 16:06:34 GMT -8
*Just as An Tiarna's concentration returns to his drinking Dr Nick suddenly leaps from his chair pulling a hypodermic needle from his pocket ,runs up to the old man stabbing him viciously in the shoulder*
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Post by Doctor Nick on Jan 3, 2016 16:12:31 GMT -8
*Dr Nick stands back now crouched in an awkward kung fu stance one eye cooked awaiting a retaliation from the old man* |
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An Tiarna Dubh
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jan 3, 2016 16:52:04 GMT -8
*An Tiarna ignores Dr Nick settling down & drinking as if nothing had happened but he whispers to himself*
'Doesn't really work as an answer to my question..... I need professional help.'
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Mórrígan Dubh
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Jan 3, 2016 17:09:29 GMT -8
*Watching Dr Nick carry on the girl can not contain her laughter. Covering her mouth with one hand she snatches up a nice sized rock on the ground hurling it at Dr. Nicks head.*
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Post by Doctor Nick on Jan 3, 2016 17:17:59 GMT -8
*The rock hit Dr Nick in the side of the head. Rocked by the blow the man staggered back to his chair rubbing the side of his head as blood poured from the wound. Digging through his pockets the doctor pulled out several bottles of pills and a few syringes. Choosing a needle out of the bunch Dr Nick drove one into his leg & quite soon after passed out. The wonder of narcotics*
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Lord Nexus
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Post by Lord Nexus on Jan 3, 2016 23:07:26 GMT -8
Nexus nodded as An Tiarna barked, pulling a comm link from his belt- he muttered some orders in it, ending his command just in time to see An Tiarna's crazy ass doctor friend run into a world of hurt. Smirking slightly, he noted as one of the bar men brought him a bottle of his favorite drink, along with four glasses. With the absence of the strange smuggler-who-wasn't-actually-a-smuggler girl, Nexus reached up, pulling his helmet off of his face once more. Reaching up, he scratched his chin for a moment, then set the helmet down. Taking the tray from the bar man, he began to pour out drinks, looking at An Tiarna, then at Morrigan.
"I tried to get Iniquitous to acquire a taste for this, but it never suited him. Still, figured we could split it in his honor. Taken from Feral's finest stores. I present to you Gr'waal'kraaag'rrr (Nexus had mastered the grotesque wookiee pronunciation of the drink while he had a vacation home on Kashyyk, coincidentally built on the ashes of Feral's academy.) It's the finest, near 200 proof liquor in the galaxy. Burns like swallowing a sun, but feels like a goddess' holiest of holies on the tongue. Care to share?"
Nexus poured all glasses- with the full intent of them being finished, with or without company
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jan 4, 2016 4:55:55 GMT -8
*Snatching a glass from Nexus the old man downed a shot chasing it with a hit of stout. One thing that the old man had seen a lot of was booze, if not more just as much as he had seen blood. Pitching the glass to the ground he grabbed a second drinking it too without a word said*
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Mórrígan Dubh
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Jan 4, 2016 5:16:07 GMT -8
*Mórrígan stood up walking gracefully over to Nexus a thin smile on her face, took a glass in hand and downed the contents. Shaking her head & pulling herself together quickly snatched another glass with a wink and a smile for Nexus*
"Dia dhuit a Nexus. How are you?"
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Lord Nexus
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Post by Lord Nexus on Jan 4, 2016 8:27:32 GMT -8
The normally ice cold blue eyes of the Dark Lord met with Morrigan's, yet rather than showing a fierce and terrifying power, they showed friendship and affection. She was family. His scarred lips curled into a wry smile as she took the drink. He downed his then let out a slow exhale and poured them more- only to find that the old man was one step ahead of them. Instead he poured himself and Morrigan a second, finishing his just before she addressed him.
"S fhada bho nach fhaca mi thu a Morrigan. I pity the circumstances that brought me here, yet it is good to see family..."
He cast a passing glance at the pyre, silent and unreadable for a moment, taking a long swig from his bottle, then back at Morrigan.
"How has the old man been treating you these years? I hear you have quite the reputation." Nexus smirked, knowing a fair bit of Morrigan's escapades.
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Post by Whill Shaman Erevis on Jan 4, 2016 12:08:23 GMT -8
Everything happened around him. He was aware, and unaware. Not really caring either way. He turned and looked at ATD and Nexus, the Doc, Some chick who fancied herself a godess, some other chick that was waaaay to Light to be here, and Adi (because I can). Shrugging he spoke to Nexus, ATD and Adi, more in their minds than anything else
"Fun party. Odd watching oneself be burned."
With that he faded away into mist, dissipating into nothing
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An Tiarna Dubh
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jan 4, 2016 12:22:13 GMT -8
*An Tiarna could certainly smell Willie Shameless Elvis Impersonator's presence before he heard the voice. The old man wept like a 3 year old desperately sniveling*
"I am gonna miss Stinky... I mean Inky.'
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An Tiarna Dubh
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jan 4, 2016 16:44:23 GMT -8
*An Tiarna rose his head speaking in a slightly slurred voice*
'Well another brother down..... We'll drop Inky's mortal remains those with Val & Villa. Fitting that as the likes of them will never come our way again'
*Brows dropping & twisted grin rose on the face of the ancient warrior as a thought evolved & he slammed down a fist*
'& in their honor a new business will be instated: The Inky Val Villa... an intergalactic convenience store/gas bar..... Yes.'
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Post by Doctor Nick on Jan 4, 2016 16:55:23 GMT -8
*Listening to An Tiarna the doctor replies*
"You know how exactly you ever managed to run a faction is beyond logic."
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Jan 4, 2016 17:04:06 GMT -8
*Mórrígan quickly spoke voice flat and cold*
"Soon time to put him in the ground I believe."
*It was difficult to figure out if she was speaking of Iniquitous or Dr Nick. Turning to Nexus she smiled*
'Time to bury my uncle....'
*She looked for a minute at her grandfather head in his hands before snapping her fingers setting people into action the long walk to the grave in motion. A mysterious group of shadowy figures carefully collected the urn holding Iniquitous remains from the searing coals and secured them for transport. The march began, two pipers and honor guard leading the procession but only Mórrígan followed* |
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Jan 4, 2016 20:25:33 GMT -8
*Mórrígan walked back gracefully, ignoring the men that she gave whiplash as they jerked their heads following her move along until she was beside An Tiarna. She spoke simply*
'It is done.'
*Piece said she sat down looking out with wondering eyes at the unanswering sea*
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jan 5, 2016 5:52:00 GMT -8
*Upon receiving news of the silly business now playing out in the city an evil grin passed over the face of An Tiarna. He spoke*
'I want my officers here... get the press too; I am about to make a statement....
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Jan 5, 2016 6:59:56 GMT -8
*Mórrígan remained calm as the environment around her became very hot indeed. With a smile she muttered mostly to herself yet distinct*
'I do not believe that I will ever understand why it is that people pick fights with a people so madly fond of war....'
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