The Major
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Post by The Major on Aug 24, 2013 6:43:53 GMT -8
By no means was the Fallanassi superhuman in any which way. She did, however, have a intellect so very vast that she had to constantly put herself down so that she didn't simply lobotomize every single person beneath her with the aid of some reality bending immersion/illusion cocktails. Back to this feeling she just felt: yes, it was the stink of people in love, or in lust, or whatever pathetic excuse they used to justify it. Sometimes the Major would read stories of romance, couples and duos of old, mighty, coming together because they had to -because failing to do so would result in the destruction of their lives and everyone around them; because their melding meant a greater purpose -an alliance that tilts history. Anything else was rank, and this "smell" that was currently wafting of through the manor reeked of uselessness and weakness.
Let them have their petty flesh squabbles, wear their little outfits, and tell themselves it would mean anything more than eternal irrelevancy.
". . Kunst, wo bist du? Not much art vwas placed in zdis place. Redundant, consideringk der opulence ofv its inhabitants."
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Post by Dred Vizsla on Aug 24, 2013 14:17:04 GMT -8
It wasn't like didn't have support around her 24/7 this was different as if everything keep inside of her bottle up for so long, came a flood. In other words relax as she has ever been for a long time. Knowing even with the simple meal that she had set up for them, was better then one of those grand meals she seem to have to sit through. Calum's duty when called upon would do what was demanded of her. At the end of the day this is what she missed the most growing up with her father was the simple life. Talking as much but at the same time very much still remember her proper elicits. Smiling the hold time reaching for Dred hand. Coming to rest upon Dred with her eyes. Being such a very plain looking of her noble linage wondering now if this what drawled her to someone like Dred. It was plain to see that he wasn't the best looking stud running around. He was different some how, this whole thing was something very not normal. It was when one could look in the mirror and not have to be someone they aren't like when meeting with other in her people on the planet.
With out a doubt knowing her our people came first, in her mind and duty, then there was Dred that had stolen her heart, right out from under her. So, what do you think of names if its a girl, I was thinking if it a boy to name him after my father. I also have another cheek up with the doctor. After your left I found out I knew that better off, that less people knew about the baby, if for another else call it motherly. Taking a sip of her ruby red wine. Oh Dred, I been so worried about this little one coming into the world, being that there parents are from two different worlds themselves. I only want the best for our little one. I have already decide that boy or girl they will someday take over as head of the House. I know my mother and father would have wanted it that way. Oh Dred so many things going on up stairs in my mind right now, both joys and worries.
"Slow down, cyar'ika." *He chuckles a little.* "Don't worry about people finding out who is what. As for the gender of the baby, we Mandalorians have no preference. Boy or girl, if they want to live a life of privilege they can, if they want to be trained as a warrior, they can, if they want both...they can. If it is a boy, we'll name him after your father. If it's a girl, I'd like her to be named after my mother, Isabet. I'm sure we have some work to do. Namely setting up the baby room here in the Cabin manor. Away from the prying eyes of the public."
*Dred then starts eating a little, sitting close to Calum.* |
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Post by Dred Vizsla on Aug 24, 2013 14:28:18 GMT -8
By no means was the Fallanassi superhuman in any which way. She did, however, have a intellect so very vast that she had to constantly put herself down so that she didn't simply lobotomize every single person beneath her with the aid of some reality bending immersion/illusion cocktails. Back to this feeling she just felt: yes, it was the stink of people in love, or in lust, or whatever pathetic excuse they used to justify it. Sometimes the Major would read stories of romance, couples and duos of old, mighty, coming together because they had to -because failing to do so would result in the destruction of their lives and everyone around them; because their melding meant a greater purpose -an alliance that tilts history. Anything else was rank, and this "smell" that was currently wafting of through the manor reeked of uselessness and weakness.
Let them have their petty flesh squabbles, wear their little outfits, and tell themselves it would mean anything more than eternal irrelevancy. ". . Kunst, wo bist du? Not much art vwas placed in zdis place. Redundant, consideringk der opulence ofv its inhabitants."
=Dr. Or'dinii=
"We Mandalorians, we aren't into flash or opulence for that matter. We are more into form and function than anything. This underground bunker USED to be nicely furnished but not by much though. Count Dooku himself had it installed by the Separatists as a fall back position just in case the Republic decided to land troops here. It had all been forgotten, until Dred located it and made his move with his three Captains to conquer an entire planet. This bunker is that result. Impressive, is it not?"
*The old doctor walks slowly to to his research area to show all the data of his research and the working area where the final process will take place. On the other side a Yuuahan Vong Embrace of Pain is wheeled in ahead of the slow moving group.* |
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Post by Countess Calum Netubi on Aug 24, 2013 21:05:56 GMT -8
"Slow down, cyar'ika." *He chuckles a little.* "Don't worry about people finding out who is what. As for the gender of the baby, we Mandalorians have no preference. Boy or girl, if they want to live a life of privilege they can, if they want to be trained as a warrior, they can, if they want both...they can. If it is a boy, we'll name him after your father. If it's a girl, I'd like her to be named after my mother, Isabet. I'm sure we have some work to do. Namely setting up the baby room here in the Cabin manor. Away from the prying eyes of the public."*Dred then starts eating a little, sitting close to Calum.* [/font][/quote] Thinking over his mother name in her mind before she would rolling it off her tongue. Even when it did putting a nother name behind. Isabet Trila of House Netubi. Is there maybe be a boy name you like to use. Picking up her knife to cut her meat in small pieces. It was times like this that made her enjoy him the most. It still made her wonder what wanted their child out of public eye. It only one of many more things that was now on her mind. It wasn't that she was trying to keep tabs of where he been, knowing his world he came from was one she had no business to even try to understand. To ask would be something that one was such as a relationship with would. You have a productive time way, love. |
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Post by Dred Vizsla on Aug 28, 2013 11:17:44 GMT -8
*Dred watched her. He watched the mother of his unborn child come up with a name for a girl and it was a truly beautiful one. It made him hope that it was a girl. As for the boy name he thought it would be better for her to name him after her father. Dred had been close to his father, but it would mean so much more for her to let the boy have have his name.*
"If it's a boy, we'll name him after your father. I know it would mean a lot to you. Isabet Trila Vizsla-Netubi of House Netubi. Sounds beautiful. As for being productive, I have to do my duties as a father and build the baby's room with all the necessary stuff for a newborn to have. Since I've been away for so long, I have a lot to catch up on."
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Post by Countess Calum Netubi on Aug 28, 2013 18:27:08 GMT -8
[ *Dred watched her. He watched the mother of his unborn child come up with a name for a girl and it was a truly beautiful one. It made him hope that it was a girl. As for the boy name he thought it would be better for her to name him after her father. Dred had been close to his father, but it would mean so much more for her to let the boy have have his name.*
"If it's a boy, we'll name him after your father. I know it would mean a lot to you. Isabet Trila Vizsla-Netubi of House Netubi. Sounds beautiful. As for being productive, I have to do my duties as a father and build the baby's room with all the necessary stuff for a newborn to have. Since I've been away for so long, I have a lot to catch up on." |
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Post by Dred Vizsla on Aug 28, 2013 19:01:11 GMT -8
Oh love this so lovely, do you like the food. Finishing up with a napkin to wipe her lips. Before moving on to some more of her red wine. As she just let her eyes rest upon Dred. So much time had past but he look just the same from the night that they first met. It was all snow ball from there one thing lend to another then another. At that moment the little one that still inside of her cooking made a strong kick. Telling Calum that it was a wake. Smiling down at her every growing stomach. Oh, my sweet love come over her and feel this. Holding her hand out to his would place it upon her stomach. Feeling the movement of their baby. Lending to give him a kiss on his cheek. It wasn't the first time they enjoy each other presents. It was times like this that she enjoy that could put there leadership responsibilities aside. Smiling as much as she could before being over join, giving into the moment wrapping her arms around her love.
"The food is fine my love. I just haven't been all that hungry. Not since being awe struck by the site of you in your condition."
*When she grabs his hand he places both hands on the unborn child as it kicks. Probably excited because daddy is home. She goes to kiss him on the cheek but he turns his head to kiss her deeply on the lips. He thinks Calum knows the child sex. Which is why she gave the Girl name a middle one. Once done with the kiss he looks her in the eyes and smiles.*
"It's a girl isn't it? That's why you came up with the middle name so quickly. You know it's a girl." |
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Post by Countess Calum Netubi on Aug 28, 2013 19:41:09 GMT -8
Holding her hand out to his would place it upon her stomach. Feeling the movement of their baby. Lending to give him a kiss on his cheek. It wasn't the first time they enjoy each other presents. It was times like this that she enjoy that could put there leadership responsibilities aside. Smiling as much as she could before being over join, giving into the moment wrapping her arms around her love.
"The food is fine my love. I just haven't been all that hungry. Not since being awe struck by the site of you in your condition."
*When she grabs his hand he places both hands on the unborn child as it kicks. Probably excited because daddy is home. She goes to kiss him on the cheek but he turns his head to kiss her deeply on the lips. He thinks Calum knows the child sex. Which is why she gave the Girl name a middle one. Once done with the kiss he looks her in the eyes and smiles.*
"It's a girl isn't it? That's why you came up with the middle name so quickly. You know it's a girl."[/quote] Giving a light chuckle, only to let her lips curve up into a wide cat like grin. Taking her fingers across his lips softly. Only to find herself patting his cheek before speaking to him. I might known what sex our little one. That old cookie mando doctor might have let it slip. It wasn't my idea to go see him. I wanted to go back into town, but I was remember everyone can be bought for the right price or even blackmailed. It was Jordan as head of the royal guard to only a few. |
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Post by Dred Vizsla on Aug 30, 2013 7:39:07 GMT -8
Giving a light chuckle, only to let her lips curve up into a wide cat like grin. Taking her fingers across his lips softly. Only to find herself patting his cheek before speaking to him. I might known what sex our little one. That old cookie mando doctor might have let it slip. It wasn't my idea to go see him. I wanted to go back into town, but I was remember everyone can be bought for the right price or even blackmailed. It was Jordan as head of the royal guard to only a few. [/font][/quote] *Dred chuckles a little too. He knew she didn't want anyone knowing who was the genetic donor of the child inside her womb. It only makes sense that she would see Dr. Or'dinii. He was one of the few people he could trust to keep their secret and not be influenced by greed. If she saw someone out in town, they would most likely try to extort and blackmail her to keep her secret. Which would make Dred have to hunt them down, kill them and ruin the treaty. Thank the War God that it didn't go down that way.*
"Dr. Or'dinii kept your secret even from me. He didn't want to ruin the surprise. That and make sure others didn't find out."
*Someone did find out. Count Monte Demici. He found out when Sir Mewton tried to arrange a marriage between them. Of course the Force user found out when he felt that she constantly had waves of nausea while they talked. When Mewton found out he went off and tried to make his own house a major one. Then Dred killed him. Which led to Monte and Dred fighting to a stalemate. Something Dred didn't like. Tying a force-user in battle.*
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Post by Countess Calum Netubi on Aug 30, 2013 21:51:05 GMT -8
*Dred chuckles a little too. He knew she didn't want anyone knowing who was the genetic donor of the child inside her womb. It only makes sense that she would see Dr. Or'dinii. He was one of the few people he could trust to keep their secret and not be influenced by greed. If she saw someone out in town, they would most likely try to extort and blackmail her to keep her secret. Which would make Dred have to hunt them down, kill them and ruin the treaty. Thank the War God that it didn't go down that way.*
"Dr. Or'dinii kept your secret even from me. He didn't want to ruin the surprise. That and make sure others didn't find out."
*Someone did find out. Count Monte Demici. He found out when Sir Mewton tried to arrange a marriage between them. Of course the Force user found out when he felt that she constantly had waves of nausea while they talked. When Mewton found out he went off and tried to make his own house a major one. Then Dred killed him. Which led to Monte and Dred fighting to a stalemate. Something Dred didn't like. Tying a force-user in battle.*
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Post by Gukky on Aug 31, 2013 7:49:52 GMT -8
Ring. Ring.
The doctor politely removed himself from the pleasant group of academics that Dred had assembled all by his onesome to answer his mobile. Thank goodness he had subscribed for galatic roaming, otherwise he would have had to notify all his friends of a change of number each time he moved planets. Gustav gave a short laugh. Friends?
"This is Gukky."
"Doctor?"
"Hmm?"
"Doctor Remiak?"
"Yes?"
"Doctor Gustav-Kodaly Remiak?"
Pupils dilate. Synapses light up. Biochemical tempo increases. Adrenaline released.
"Who is with you."
"Doctors Kevorkian Or'dinii and Levemir and the Major."
"Drop them. Leave for Carannia."
Gukky closed his phone, eyeing his colleagues before nervously patting his pockets. They hadn't paid his low-profile much attention, which suited him just fine at this point. He wasn't too worried about the other two doctors, but the Major would be a problem. If not now, she would be later. He lit a smoke. A soldier told him off for smoking indoors and nearly butted him with his rifle when he stubbed it out on the soldier's armour.
"Do you know where I could?"
Reluctantly, the soldier took Gukky toward the elevators.
"Continue without me gentlemen - I'll be back shortly."
Gustav was careful not to actually get their attention, but it would attract more attention if he didn't excuse himself. Once he was in the elevator, he turned to the soldier.
"Actually, I need to buy more. You know where I could?"
The soldier did. Only several hours later and many more escalating requests, did the soldier find himself outside the bunker, far away from his post, watching the doctor puff on one of Dred's collection cigars, overlooking the valley from the study, wearing the late count's slippers while he warmed up the cloaked speeder bike that was doubtless the paranoid count's escape vehicle from this particular room. Gukky had already dismissed the possibility of taking the Hardcell-class or the tank from the dining room.
"Isn't this wrong. doctor?"
"Nonsense! Hold my cigar."
The soldier did while Gukky mounted up, saluted him and blasted out the window, careening down the mountain face before managing to level off and realign himself toward Carannia.
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Post by The Major on Aug 31, 2013 18:43:29 GMT -8
And he would have gotten away with it as well if he had taken a more honest route, but when you acted like you were hiding something certain people couldn’t resist themselves. In this case, his concerns were well placed, but erroneous. The Fallanassi doctor probably wouldn’t have even been moved an iota by the shady doctor’s flighty nature, but now she had a little helper that could track with a different kind of radar, and she had been instructed to alert their ‘master’ if one of these triggers should be jostled. To Kuroro, adrenaline spikes and heart rate shifts blared like flashlights across her awareness. Freak show menagerie undead had some ridiculously useful talents when used in tangent against the living; Subject 194 could literally read active, meandering physiology like it was like pages in a book. Naturally, the Major was at first annoyed when the Pink Nightmare began gently tugging her left arm, but then she saw the not so subtle gleam of mischievousness beaming from those jet black eyes –ah, the creature could sense it had a chance to meddle with plans. Most people would have hesitated to put their necks closer to the mouth of a monster with rows of shark-like, durasteel teeth that could rotate like a blender, but the morbid scientist didn’t even notice it as something that the general population would find horrifying. Besides, they had a deal, and there was nothing monsters respected more than a human willing to make devil’s bargains.
The overzealous maid whispers a little something into the freakishly tall woman’s ear, and she had to hunch over to reach down while Kuroro simultaneously tippy toed to stretch up to hear. They then exchanged glances, and after a short moment, the Fallanassi speaks, her mouth widening out and curling up, more and more, too happy, putting too much strain on those cheeks which creaked as the smirk reached its apex.
“Follow, learn, unt do all vwhich zyour heart desires. . .”
And Kuroro was so bloody happy to oblige. First a curtsy, then a flash of twin blue stars erupting where her eyes should be, and the little minx was gone, vanished.
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Post by Dred Vizsla on Aug 31, 2013 21:33:27 GMT -8
Smiling looking up as knew that they was done with their supper. Getting up with some help from Dred. Taking a long sigh before moving them from the dinner room to climbing the stairs all the time talking. Oh, its so nice to have you home, my sweet love. It feels like we can finally be a happy family not have to worry about any thing else. Its not like anyone is trying to take power or anything, no its nice and quiet life isn't it. .... speaking of which, I started to make plans to build on a bit to the manor what do you think dear.
"It is nice to be home, with you. You shouldn't jinx it though. If there is one immutable truth about this universe, it's nothing happy goes unpunished and no one goes unchallenged. I can see that this room was meant to be where the baby is supposed to sleep, and so close to our own. Pretty big room for our little one."
*And it was big. As big as the first house Dred ever lived in. He almost feels ashamed of who he was for a moment. Almost.* |
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Post by Countess Calum Netubi on Sept 3, 2013 23:30:47 GMT -8
I'm glad you like it. To big..mmm.mmm...maybe for now but she'll grow into it. I know could give her a one of the others rooms but I thought to have her close to our room. Maybe I'm thinking of raising her myself and braking tradition not having a milk nurse or nanny. What do you think my love?
smiling as she wrap her arm with in him. As took him deeper into the room, to show the private bathroom also where there was a door that would take them into their suite. It beeing lite with candle with all the roses in their vase. Still for being a suite it was keep very simple. Even able the the fire place if Dred would look upon it was the bow and quiver of arrows with House of Netubi colors.
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Post by Dred Vizsla on Sept 4, 2013 12:54:32 GMT -8
I'm glad you like it. To big..mmm.mmm...maybe for now but she'll grow into it. I know could give her a one of the others rooms but I thought to have her close to our room. Maybe I'm thinking of raising her myself and braking tradition not having a milk nurse or nanny. What do you think my love? smiling as she wrap her arm with in him. As took him deeper into the room, to show the private bathroom also where there was a door that would take them into their suite. It beeing lite with candle with all the roses in their vase. Still for being a suite it was keep very simple. Even able the the fire place if Dred would look upon it was the bow and quiver of arrows with House of Netubi colors.
"I would advise that you do break with tradition. Breast feeding makes a strong bond between mother and child. Since she's half Mandalorian, that'll be a lot better for her. A strong sense of family. Which is why I like her room being close to ours. It makes for a strong sense of family."
*Dred and Calum then head for bed. A long day of getting the baby room finished with strollers and a crib and carrying harnesses would take place.* |
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Post by The Major on Sept 7, 2013 6:09:00 GMT -8
Alright. That was enough. There was only so much sappy romance she could deal with. The emotions from those two just kept filling the manor with that incessant vibe of babies and families and horrible spoken lines. Now she legitamently felt sick. No, it would not do, not until this unpleasant business was over. Honestly, forcing them to wait hours on end while booty calling? Disgusting. The Fallanassi needed space, desired space. And, of course, desire was everything.
The Major takes a moment to inform the senior doctor that she needed to head into town for a package of some value. It wasn't a boldface lie: the package was air away from this place. The value? Priceless. A comlink number is left behind so that the persons here could contact her, and then the woman leaves —not like a thief, but as a guest. A livery service sends a driver and vehicle over to the gates, and with a sneer at the manor, Major departs, zooming down from the compound and towards the nearest city.
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Post by Dred Vizsla on Sept 12, 2013 13:41:31 GMT -8
*Sappy or not, the new addition to the Death Watch family was on her way. Within the next few days Dred builds the nursery and gets it ready. The crib presents even a problem for the fearless Overlord. After all the instructions were in Ewok. Maybe Tusken. Either way Dred gets it built. He gets a message that the preparations were ready for him and that they should begin soon. He gets his stuff together and tells Calum he won't be long and kisses her goodbye. Hoping that would be the truth. He takes off back towards the Bunker and docks. His men greet him with a different set of news. Apparently a terrorist plot to blame Death watch was under way. Clever indeed. He tells his men to send a message to this Adieumus Matango. Letting them know that they know. Dred finds Doctors Levemir and Kevorkian and they begin to prep for the genetic enhancements.*
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Post by Dred Vizsla on Oct 9, 2013 11:56:38 GMT -8
*After fully recuperating from the successful genetic opera, Dred leaves without telling anyone in his Virago, to follow a lead.*
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Post by The Sable Count on Oct 3, 2017 3:14:21 GMT -8
In similar fashion to the Trade Federation during the battle of Naboo, the Landing Ships set down and deployed their troops in a few open plains. What they didn’t do, however, was destroy forests, instead choosing to navigate the mountains of Serenno to reach the cities.
About an hour later, the tanks and MTT’s hovered into the various cities. Given the absence of their ruler, the House Dooku forces were welcomed into the cities by joyous citizens. They quickly spread about the planet, completely taking it over. However, instead of putting people into camps, they allowed them to go home and live a normal life. A new, golden age had dawned or Serenno.
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Post by The Sable Count on Oct 3, 2017 3:31:48 GMT -8
Vanessa Dooku, sister of the Count, strode into the old assembly house that was created by the Separatists. In the house, workers were busy refurbishing the ancient space. Replacing stone, polishing surfaces, bringing in expensive woods, plush chairs, beautifully made tables, ornate fixtures, and many other luxuries. She strode into her office and immediately knew she would like it. Built on the west side of the building, it had the richest furnishings of all. However, none of this grabbed her attention more then the view out of the window. Overlooking a valley, it provided stunning views of the sunset, the massive rainforests and sweeping plains. It was one of the most beautiful views on the planet, second only to that from their family estate. Due to neglect, Serenno’s beautiful cities had been falling into ruin. An army of construction droids were seeing to that. House Dooku had grand plans for Serenno. They were going to turn it into an important system, not just a neglected backwater, hated for the original Count’s misdeeds. As beautiful trees were planted, streets and roads rebuilt, and buildings repaired, Vanessa knew that they would stay here for a while.
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