Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Aug 17, 2018 17:20:56 GMT -8
Time stood still, so it seemed. In reality life went on at an ever quickening pace all around her but Grace sat dormant. Dormant. Alive but not actively growing. It left a most empty feeling in the woman. Face wooden she sat. Sensitive tongue sweeping across her stiff upper lip a smile crossed her face. What would come next....
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Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Aug 18, 2018 20:50:14 GMT -8
Eyes opening suddenly as a slight sensation ran up her left leg Grace felt something change. Where though? She wondered
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Aug 21, 2018 13:00:43 GMT -8
As Laoch counted flowers on the wall Kieran sat calmly watching the floor. Head rearing up suddenly Kieran's eyes filled with rage. Palms covering face they slid slowly down stopping at his chin. He needed to move. They all did. At that thought Kieran muttered
-Kieran-
<<I'll just shoot the rest of them and take care of this myself....>>
Eyes falling on Laoch the urge to kill rose. Significantly. Right hand reaching slow across chest under sport jacket laid down on the handle of weapon. With a sigh Kieran removed the hand and sat it atop the other hand, now resting on his knee
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Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Aug 21, 2018 18:04:08 GMT -8
Grace was snapped out of her deep inner reflection by the sheer power of the silent roar that came off of Kieran. It was also then that she noticed that The Raven was gone. So she smiled then spoke
-Grace-
"Soon. Soon. But let us leave them be and not leap to interfere for the moment."
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Aug 21, 2018 19:34:25 GMT -8
Kieran looked at Grace a long while as he tried to sort out her words in his head. Then he spoke
-Kieran-
“You know I am starting to wonder if maybe when you took that slapping down from that thing some serious internal damage was done to your brain.”
Drawn in by the heated argument Laoch attempted to understand what exactly they were speaking about. Kieran solved that problem
-Kieran-
“I mean some ugly old bag Jedi librarian dragged a seven year old kid off to Korriban on some senseless spiritual journey nonsense and we ain’t running in to save the poor kid?”
Left brow cocking as the story came out Laoch burst in
-Laoch-
“I’m blowing her head off.”
Waving right hand at Laoch
-Kieran-
“Not before I beat her to death. This is idiocy.”
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Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Aug 21, 2018 19:55:00 GMT -8
Before Grace had a chance to respond to the tirade Boland, who had been toying with a droid several meters away, was standing over her
-Boland-
“Wait…. Am I hearing this straight? That idiot took Maureen to Korriban?”
Turning he strode toward his ship. Grace watching him walk away bellowed
-Grace-
“Stop!”
Turning on Laoch and Kieran she spoke slow and calm
-Grace-
“I vowed to myself not to allow emotions to interfere with any of her training.”
For all of her cool demeanor Grace herself wanted to run to rescue the girl. Desperately. But. But she felt no cry of for help. And there she laid out the other thing she knew that all the others failed to consider
-Grace-
“And The Raven is with her….”
Boland's head rose
-Boland-
"Where's the bloody Hound?"
Adding another layer of security for the worrisome
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Aug 23, 2018 2:22:15 GMT -8
A fiery eyed Kieran bellowed
-Kieran-
"Are you suggesting that some drooling pony of a canine and a freakish crow are enough to defend that child?"
Loaoch continued toying with his gun
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Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Aug 24, 2018 17:06:12 GMT -8
Grace and Boland both could not help but laugh not at Kieran but his manner of using the Common tongue. He was crude yet eloquent all at the same time. Boland spoke
-Boland-
"I tend to agree."
Grace held her words for the moment but her mind worked overtime
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Aug 24, 2018 17:09:56 GMT -8
Kieran looked at Grace with burning eyes but here it was Laoch who spoke
-Laoch-
"What exactly are we doing?"
Kieran's chin shifted to the right and his eyes narrowed
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Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Aug 24, 2018 18:16:41 GMT -8
At last the woman responded flatly
-Grace-
"They're fine. I can feel it."
Looking Kieran in the eye
-Grace-
I am not saying that we don't move. But be calm."
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Aug 24, 2018 19:30:07 GMT -8
Laoch listened to Grace’s words nodding his head. She seemed to make sense. Kieran bellowed
-Kieran-
“Where do you pull all that nonsense from? Some Intergalactic Happy Homemaker rag?”
Right hand sweeping out, carelessly waving pistol in hand as he did, rolled on
-Kieran-
“For all we know that filthy old infidel is cooking that poor kid’s liver and heart and makin some sick pâté as we speak.”
Chin rising Kieran silently dared to be challenged. Laoch's brows creased and once again pulled out his revolver
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Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Aug 25, 2018 0:11:33 GMT -8
Kieran's eloquence inspired a laugh from Boland. The man had a way with words. And in all reality Kieran was voicing his opinion. Boland wanted to move on this - yesterday. He looked at Grace with a questioning gaze. Grace simply reasserted what she had already saying forcefully
-Grace-
"Be calm, cool and collected. We wait."
Her words were final begging no response. In her mind's eye when she cut by the many layers of Darkness that hung over Korriban she could she nothing directly threatening the child. Yet something in her mind questioned if her sight was clear through the murky deceptive energy that enveloped the planet. Her eye thinning she wondered
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Aug 26, 2018 19:52:05 GMT -8
The two men stood in quiet wait for a commendable amount of time. Laoch, after pondering slapping Grace to see if she was conscious, at last turned away and began pacing. Just like he would in a cell. Kieran? Well, if one watching him could not literally see the smoke emit from ears and the top of his head blow off they could certainly visualise it mentally. Finally he asked politely
-Kieran-
"And might I inquire as to how long this wait will be?"
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Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Aug 28, 2018 18:27:00 GMT -8
Now a bit shook himself Boland eyed Grace warily. Maybe her brain had been rattled some. So he spoke
-Boland-
"Ummm.... That ain't a bad question...."
The single eye shooting up at Boland she responded calm yet forcefully
-Grace-
"When I say that it's time to we move then we'll move."
Boland looking down a moment nodded but said nothing
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Aug 28, 2018 18:34:13 GMT -8
Kieran's immediate thought was pistol whipping the senseless broad but he sucked back that emotion. She knew something. Something more than he did. For now he would wait. For now. Laoch, still not convinced that the cheese had slid off Grace's cracker was ready to fly and he responded
-Laoch-
"If that kid gets hurt I am mutilating that cream-puff who dragged her there."
Opinion clearly stated he followed up
-Laoch-
"But for the moment I'll stay cool."
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Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Aug 28, 2018 22:13:35 GMT -8
Grace never showed a sign of emotion in her eyes eye. Nor did she answer Laoch. Something was happening on Korriban. That she knew. Something monumental. But harm? No but something important to them all. Something. She remembered the claws hitting her face and for a moment she felt dizzy. Breathing in deep she caught herself
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Post by Rhiannon Danu on Aug 29, 2018 21:36:30 GMT -8
A voice spoke, to Grace and Grace alone. We, Maureen and I myself are at the Sith Archives. We are safe. And that was all
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Aug 30, 2018 18:15:32 GMT -8
The sudden intrusion into her mental space was shocking. For a moment Grace's eyes bulged as muscles tightened. Sweat streamed down her forehead. Boland watching stepped forward taking Grace by the shoulders and catching her as she collapsed into his arms. Heart beating fast the man tried to keep up a cool outer appearance. Then suddenly she stood. It was as if nothing had happened. Did anything happen? Boland waited for a response. The woman spoke calmly
-Grace-
"She's fine."
Now Boland had seen many a strange thing in his time. Many an insane thing. But this? This he strangely trusted. Believed. He remained silent. He also firmly believed that Kieran would be anything but fine with the declaration
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Sept 1, 2018 20:36:59 GMT -8
The blow might as well have been to Grace's own head. For a moment she almost punched Boland in the mouth. Wincing she felt a sharp pain rip up her thigh from the knee. Then it all struck her
-Grace-
"Coruscant.... Jedi Temple. The girl is hurt."
Adrenaline flowed and instinct took over. Boland's head snapped up to the words
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Sept 1, 2018 20:48:27 GMT -8
Laoch, having no ready punching bag for his rage, clocked Boland with a solid straight right in the jaw. Kieran waded in viciously slapping Laoch
-Kieran-
"Slow down on puncy there!"
Then turning to Grace he ammounced
-Kieran-
"Are we going?"
The words rode much more as demand than query
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