Twi'leck Triplet Dubh
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Post by Twi'leck Triplet Dubh on Jun 16, 2018 0:29:16 GMT -8
A Wayfarer seemingly crashed into an asteroid. A spectacular light show followed leaving nothing behind it but empty space. Now docked deep within the asteroid the girls and their escort exited. Gid carried a small attaché. Gid approached Mórrígan holding out the purse
-Gid-
"We did it...."
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Mórrígan Dubh
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Jun 16, 2018 0:38:48 GMT -8
Taking the bag and tossing it to the side Mórrígan answered
"Grand. Please, you're at home, take a load off
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Michael Collins
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Post by Michael Collins on Jun 16, 2018 1:04:18 GMT -8
Collins swept up the satchel before it scarcely hit the floor. Mórrígan was being theatrical. In this situation it worked but Collins could stand without it. He walked over to Ciarán and Laoch. His new men on board
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Jun 16, 2018 1:09:58 GMT -8
Ciarán watched as Mórrígann tossed the bag over her shoulder. A bag, from what he had caught was full of payment from a drug-lord on Coruscant for a Wayfarer full of spice. He wanted to slap himself in the mouth. Laoch muttered
-Laoch-
"Pinch me... do you think that's what I do? Should we rob him?"
Many a time. Many, many, many times he wanted to kill Laoch. This was one of those instances. Ciaran stood as did Laoch as Collins stood before them |
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Michael Collins
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Post by Michael Collins on Jun 16, 2018 1:20:54 GMT -8
Collins shook hands with both. Ciarán shakes like a man; Laoch like a little girl. Collins did not comment, nor did he judge on the point
-Colins-
"Gents we need get your job straight"
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Mórrígan Dubh
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Jun 16, 2018 1:35:09 GMT -8
Mórrígan spoke to the Twi'leck girls but she addressed all
-Mórrígan-
"If you have the choice between hard and easy to do the same thing - a real choice - always take easy. Method of doing something that is not laying on one's behind.
Clearing her throat and lighting a cigarette
-Mórrígan-
"I have observed the criminal element in this great universe wide. How many do things boarders on ridiculous."
Hands brushing away the whole topic her face suddenly went hard. Right index finger jabbing accenting her words
-Mórrígan-
"That surname that we all share.... Will find that many dislike it, that is if you already haven't."
Smiling
-Mórrígan-
"But... but if you ever find yourself in a tight spot you might find that it'll make many more than a bit squeamish."
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Michael Collins
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Post by Michael Collins on Jun 16, 2018 1:40:22 GMT -8
Mórrígan's words to the wise given to the Twi'leck girls fell in effortlessly with much of what Collins was trying to impart to Ciarán and Laoch. And at this particular time the generally quiet Collins spoke of openly
-Collins-
"That boys is where we come in...."
Winking he continued feeling that no elongated definition of just what exactly their business was would be necessary with these two. Looking down
-Collins-
"Was a long painful road to traveled before we figured out a few things...."
Again he held the sermon; these two did not need any explaining. What they needed work on was control of temperament
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An tSúil
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Post by An tSúil on Jun 16, 2018 2:01:57 GMT -8
Well.... Even I didn't see that whole business happening on Coruscant (is that spelled right? heads up, becoming immortal does nothing to improve your spelling) TBC
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Post by Ris Kee on Jun 16, 2018 2:51:30 GMT -8
Breen strode over and stood beside Collins. More young blood. Already landed but now established. Liked the cut of their rug
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Mórrígan Dubh
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Jun 16, 2018 3:21:44 GMT -8
Mórrígan broke into Collins' discussion
-Mórrígan-
"Alright – Mick – make sure the boys have it clear how we move.”
Hand drawing in the room
-Mórrígan-
“Talk of dime bags and eight-balls might well make some transient on the streets of Coruscant wet himself.”
Head dipping to the left
-Mórrígan-
“And to to be sure the same would fall dead of a heart attack if you dropped a key on his lap.”
Grin wide and inviting
-Mórrígan-
"In our ballpark if the word tons is not in the sentence we want nothing to do with it and even then it better be gone as fast as it arrives!"
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An Tiarna Dubh
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Is minic a bhris beál duine a shrón ~ It is often that a person's mouth broke his nose
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Post by An Tiarna Dubh on Jun 16, 2018 3:52:41 GMT -8
Another terrific blast rocked the asteroid. This was so common that people were scarce moved by it anymore. Those too acclimatised to a phenomenon, unless developing a healthy paranoia of said occurrence chance falling prey to such. The Old man was clinically paranoid. Healthy had nothing to do with said mental illness
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Post by The Doctor on Jun 16, 2018 8:55:09 GMT -8
In a lab cilona is used to produce Death sticks. These are then sold wholesale. The Doctor watched ever step of the way.The Doctor’s main focus in life is genetic science, which he is regarded by many as the expert in the field. He received his SB University of Coruscant. An opportunity to complete his MS led him to Kamino, a most valued experience. It is uncertain who was influenced more by his work. He completed his PhD at the Coruscant Institute for Medical Science. A highly respected physician he traveled universe wide delivering papers and completing research. Manaan was a stop on this journey. He has taught at the finest universities in the universe. His literature on the Dubh line is considered ground-breaking. His quiet less distinguished work was completed privately. He has absolute freedom in his labs. His work is primarily focused on genetics but expands into various studies. His extensive work on pain tolerance is highly respected....
The doctor believed in science. Pure science. And he was completely devoid of conscience. Gutting a human in the pursuit of truth was of no more significance to him than pulling the wings off of a fly. And there he sat to all the universe every bit the charming, refined gentleman. A person almost anyone would trust with their children or the keys to the family home....
He though: And here I sit making joints for mass distribution to junkies….
Death sticks were packaged for transport and mass distribution
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Jun 16, 2018 13:14:33 GMT -8
The Hanger
Set within the canyon the hanger is spacious and well-equipped. A master mechanic, Grease Monkey and his sidekick, a younger mechanic name Wheel Wrench run the ship. An assortment of vessels, engines and parts of all manner were scattered about. But Grease has the place organised exactly to his desire.
3 Wayfarer-class medium transport and a Eta-2 Actis interceptor arrive and are docked. Papers are handed to Grease and the men who delivered the ships depart
Nodding to the four new arrivals Wheel spoke
-Wheel-
"Ain't those some fine pieces of engineering Grease?"
Grease head stuck in the documents concerning said vessels did not look up but answered
-Crease-
"Just a sight to behold."
Death sticks are placed in containers transported mass. Death sticks are placed in containers are transported mass. 200 metric tons per shipment
Ciarán and Laoch supervise the supervision of loading
-Laoch-
"You know I really thought that we were moving up. And here we are working at shipping and recieving."
Ciarán looked as if he was about to rip off Laoch's head
-Ciarán-
"Man we are loading Death sticks by the ton. Are you stupid?"
Laoch offered no response other than a nod
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Jun 17, 2018 1:41:49 GMT -8
At long last the load was packed Ciarán soke
-Ciarán-
“You even got a clue where we’re going?
Laoch shrugged but Grease Monkey handed Ciarán a piece of paper. Ciarán snached it from the man’s hand with a smile
-Ciarán-
“Well thank you.”
Loach, Ciarán and their crew boarded and left
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Jun 17, 2018 2:51:57 GMT -8
And another ship slipped into the asteroid. And as the hatched flew open there stood Grease Monkey with a wide smile and a crow bar
-Grease Monkey-
"Anuder un...."
And with that he shrugged giving the ship a through investigation. The boys exited and with their crew heading towards the common area. They sat and Ciarán reiterated their tale – quite vividly
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Mórrígan Dubh
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Jun 17, 2018 7:53:35 GMT -8
Mórrígan listened – closely. It was not what she wanted to hear. Laoch seemed less detached to say the least. Ciarán was resolute. His point could not be lost; power is not always winning. He had asserted power. His entir move was geared that way; he had allowed Di to live. And few would comprehend that fact. But under every cloud so the saying goes. She was looking at Bez and Doz and it struck her like the Death Star hitting a Jawa. She decided there.
-Mórrígan-
“This is the chance for a move.”
-Mórrígan-
All eyes fell on her.
“We night as well profit from all of this nonsense.”
-Mórrígan-
She hit them with it there.”
Nodding to the two
-Mórrígan-
“Bez… Doz. You are going on a mission….”
A smile grew on Mórrígan’s face
-Mórrígan-
“You two are going to correct this problem.”
-Mórrígan-
The entire explanation took little time to catch but smiles grew on faces. Mórrígan’s face became flat and the air around them chilled
-Mórrígan-
“By the end of today we will turn loss into profit.”
-Mórrígan-
Catching the girls eyes Mórrígan finished
-Mórrígan-
“Just remember we’re running a family not a bordello.”
Explanation of anything was unnecessary but all sat motionless
-Mórrígan-
“Ciarán – you – you will bring them.”
The remained still
-Mórrígan-
“Now!!!”
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Jun 17, 2018 7:55:26 GMT -8
The group jumped at the call
Ciarán stood and Laoch followed
Ciarán
“Let’s go."
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Post by zabrak Twin Dubh on Jun 17, 2018 8:13:50 GMT -8
The girls stood and collected the essentials. They walked with the boys. Eight Togs followed. Into a Wayfarer and they were gone
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Jun 17, 2018 8:54:46 GMT -8
A ship quietly disappeared into the Thieve’s Den
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An tSúil
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Post by An tSúil on Jun 17, 2018 14:18:41 GMT -8
This tale... that of Di vs Bez and Doz will be epic....
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