Óglaigh na Iarndóideanna
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Post by Óglaigh na Iarndóideanna on Apr 14, 2021 20:40:12 GMT -8
*The squad Ogalaigh na Irandoideanne were divided in half but in very close contact, with Slaughter in charge of one grouping and O'Dubhui the other. The balaclava were off, showing a semi relaxed dress code but these soldiers were in no way at ease. O'Dubhui maintained constant communication with Plunkett and his Red Hand. Good news from Plunkett's end and O'Dubhui informed the Red Hand CO of the news on his end. So O'Dubhui thought this became more and more a tight unit. He smiled, lit a cigarette and watched close. O'Dubhui received a message from Slaughter. Intel. O'Dubhui listened he then walked over to the brothers. Looking between the pair he chose Kieran and whispered in his ear*
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Apr 15, 2021 0:18:10 GMT -8
*Kieran was just lighting a cigarette when O'Dubhui approached. As The man spoke in Kieran's ear the smile was wiped from his face* -Kieran- "Well the Intel just keeps rolling in.... People should mind what they say." *Leaning over he spoke to to Laoch quietly, so that none would hear. And he and Kieran conversed. Laoch's back straightened out, face turning to his brother* -Laoch- "This jackass don't have a brain in his head - right?" * Right hand flailing with his words* -Laoch- "The Old man blew up outside the pub that idiot is drinking in...." *Kieran added* -Kieran- "Needs Be careful how he talks or somebody is to swing by Manaan and kick his teeth down his throat"
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Mórrígan Dubh
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Apr 15, 2021 9:47:46 GMT -8
*Morrigan looked at the group in front of her. She spoke* -Morrigan- "Quite the motley crew..... Small numbers...." * Crack of a smile* -Morrigan- "Let no Pretenders claim to the different; we are the living voice of Oglaigh na Irandoideanne - Warriors of the Iron Fists." *Lips drawing tight, eyes slight, her right fist shot up for the high heavens* "Oglaigh na Irandoideanne go bragh!!!"
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Apr 15, 2021 10:29:56 GMT -8
*Kieran listened close to every word. Laoch listened to every word. As Both men's right fists soared high almost in unison with that of Morrigan and they howled*
-Kieran- "Oglaigh na Irandoideanne go bragh!!!"
-Laoch- "Oglaigh na Irandoideanne go brabh!!!"
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Óglaigh na Iarndóideanna
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Post by Óglaigh na Iarndóideanna on Apr 15, 2021 10:39:08 GMT -8
*The entire squad to the man scrambled into formation as the woman spoke. No small order for two officers and ten Togorian Commondo. The troopers lined up in two rows of five, with Lieutenant O'Dubhui on the dexter and Sergeant Slaughter the sinister. All stood at alert, unmoving. As The last word of salute escaped her mouth twelve fists flew up. O'Dubhui was a hair ahead of any other among them* -O'Dubhui- "Oglaigh na Irandoideanne go bragh!!!" *The Slaughter wailed* "Oglaigh na Irandoideanne!!! *The physical presence of ten Togorians in one place at any time was rather unnerving. Ten Togorians full uniform standing at attention was arresting. Ten Togorians in uniform, standing behind a single flag, fists shooting up and screaming was nothing short of awe inspiring* -Togorians- "Oglaigh na Irandoideanne go bragh!!!"
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Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Apr 15, 2021 11:57:45 GMT -8
*Grace's ears pricked up as she absorbed every word. Reminiscent of a Jack in the box, she sprung to feet with Morrigan and countered each move with one of her own. Fist clenching the woman punched at the air above her and screamed* -Grace- "Oglaigh na Irandoideanne go bragh!!!!" Exhilarated she took her seat. Boland knew what and who the IF were. Who didn't? he thought and responded in kind, throwing fist up and yelled* -Boland- "Oglaigh na Irandoideanne go bradh". *Tiny Maureen froze and watched as Morrigan spoke and the tiny child tower a fist to the heavens, wailing* -Maureen- "Oglaigh na Irandoideanne go bragh!!!" *Even The Hound sat and waited. As The salute swept up the side he went up on hind feet, howling as the hail sounded. Lastly, The Raven stood frozen on Morrigan's shoulder. All finished, Maureen looked side eyed at Boland, asking* -Grace- "Boland. Are we in a gang now? "
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Óglaigh na Iarndóideanna
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Post by Óglaigh na Iarndóideanna on Apr 15, 2021 14:16:39 GMT -8
*The men stood firmly a attention. Everything had settled around them some following the sudden and indeed welcome ride via Morrigan. O'Dubhui waved his right and the men relaxed. Stg. Slaughter turned in towards the man addressing them quietly. Comm. suddenly ringing, O'Dubhui answered* -O'Dubhui- "Plunkett. You're on the ball, aren't you now? Good. We're on...." *Nodding he went on* -O'Dubhui- "Now listen: we want nothing in orbbit immediately. Let anyone come at us if they wish. They'd be getting more than they can handle. " *Chin lifting* "They'd find themselves in the middle of a frostbite hurricane; I'd take ten good men over a thousand average troops, and we're better than good...." *Clearing throat* " Give me a rundown of everything at your disposal....."
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Apr 15, 2021 15:56:04 GMT -8
*Laoch and Kieran were both doing the rounds assessing the situation. Existing took planning, so Kieran saw it. Singling out O'Dubhui He approached the man. Laoch spoke casually with troops*
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Post by Óglaigh na Iarndóideanna on Apr 15, 2021 16:05:38 GMT -8
*As Plunkett spoke O'Dubhui jotted everything down. At the info on the Wayfarer he smiled. Brilliant decision he believed. Turning O'Dubhui could see Slaughter and Kieran. Passing a copy of Plunketts into to Slaughter, who copied it hurriedly then passed it to Kieran. O'Dubhui shook his head* -Dubui- "Very good Plunkett, very good. And remember - tight communication!" * With that he cut the link*
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Apr 15, 2021 17:13:18 GMT -8
*Kieran politely accepted the paper from , Slaughter , immediately smacking Laoch in the chest with it* -Kieran- "Captain's log! And I don't mean that!" *Laoch pried the sheet from chest, quickly adding it to his fancy iPad SWs addition, then at the punch of a button forwarding it to Morrigan Kieran Grace and himself. Looking up Laoch began playing with his toy again, sending the list back to Plunkett and O'Dubhui and Slaughter also. Looking at Kieran* -Laoch- "You know funny part of what you said?" * Jordan's eyes narrowed* -Kieran- "No... do tell." *Smiling Loach laid out his philosophical take on things* -Laoch- "Way I see it brother is that the Universe has become so tight if I stopped somewhere for a dump they'd squeal cause I used the TP."
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Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh
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Post by Gráinne Mhaol & Fiach Dubh on Apr 15, 2021 18:51:05 GMT -8
*Grace opened her Comm. A full outline of forces, vessels and on planet connections. OMG Maureen was right; we're in a gang.... Breathing in deep. Dubh. Some family. She forwarded the info to Boland. Flipping the Comm. shut she looked at her niece. Scary girl. Receiving the forward Bolan have it a quick look then shut the device. The drum pounding had to stop soon. Then? As the trade of stats bounced around, Maureen played with The hound*
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Apr 15, 2021 19:24:46 GMT -8
*Morrigan received the Comm. forwarding up to date stats on military hardware and men + established planetary resources. Compact and efficient. She could light this universe on fire with such a group. But she didn't want that. Never did to be honest. Flipping hair back with right she built an external vision of her desires. Sounds pretty erotic but get your head outta the gutter. Now,go to the nearest restroom. Toothbrush? Let's hope so. Now, mouthwash if need be but scrub that filth from your mouth! Where were we? That's it! Adventure while preserving the family. & travel from place to place, just like Caine in Kung fu. Pretty basic really. Pounding the drum on this rock was not her of idea of a future..... Want was a terrible thing. Snapping from the self im!posed trance-like state., as she day dreamed of merrily karate chopping her way from galaxy to galaxy through the Universe wide. In the background Elvis sang Memories... And the stream of Intel continued to flow in. And the list grew. Edit that! Lists*
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Apr 16, 2021 12:38:06 GMT -8
*The pair walked towards Morrigan. There was an eerie oneness in how the two men moved, Laoch stepped forward with left foot in unison with Kieran's left foot swinging; Kieran's right arm swung, so did that of Laoch. The swing was clearly not by design; the movement was a quite subconscious way of being. Coming to a stop in front of the woman, Kieran spoke* -Kieran- "Well.... What now?" * Both himself and Laoch looked on in anticipation*
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Apr 16, 2021 13:09:33 GMT -8
*Morrison's eyes swept her surroundings slowly as her mind raced to capture the bigger picture. Minute.That was the word. Now to shape it to explain the present situation.... Eyes thinning. Or was it shape the situation to fit the word? Left index finger subconsciously laid on sensitive lips. She could see Kieran and Laoch coming towards her slowly. Then there they were in front of her. Then she heard Kieran speak. Chin rising she responded without delay* -Morrigan- "Let me tell you what now...." *Eyes fixed on Kieran she continued*-Morrigan- "But first let me clarify some realities, many of which that you may already know." *Nodding upwards, she coldly stated* "You see that our enemies are at a great disadvantage here?" * Sitting back she awaited the impending verbal explosion*
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Apr 16, 2021 13:25:59 GMT -8
*The men listened quitely. But after Morrigan's final words Laoch quickly sapped back* -Laoch- "Seems like they're in a pretty good position to me." *Kieran's Eyes widened and right hand rose* -Kieran- "Laoch why is it you always got some dumb ass comment?" *Laoch, hands in pocket turned head to Kieran, responding* -Laoch- "Dumb ass? I think what I said is a reasonable statement of fact." *Teeth now grinding Kieran asked* -Kieran- "Could we maybe hear her out before you shoot your mouth off?" *To this Laoch threw up left and have aslight not of the head. Calm prevailed and both stood waiting*
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Apr 16, 2021 16:00:55 GMT -8
*Morrigan watched the pair impatiently but did not interfere; they had every reason to be frustrated. And they required answers. Gaze faltering momentarily her eyes caught the ground. An ant crawled capturing her concentration for but a few seconds. Small. How small it was! Her heart beat faster for a fleeting moment but she calmed. Gaze shooting back up it caught Laoch. Demanded answers was a perhaps more accurate. So, she answered, in a way not uncommon among her people* -Morrigan- "Have you ever tried to shoot a fly in a haystack from 20 meters with a slingshot in the dead of night? *She Let the question sink in but a second. It wasn't even hypothetical. Nodding upwards* -Morrigan- "Now think of how we stand...." *She was ready to respond to questions - She invited them. But the question that she had asked was merely openingaying her argument. A much wider argument at that*
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Apr 16, 2021 18:43:27 GMT -8
*Kieran as a rule would have stood for a simple talk. Instructions.... But this? He listened closely but casually looked around himself. And there was Laoch, in a seat, legs open, elbows on knees, leaning forward and listening. The immediate instinct to shoot his brother was dealt aside by the fact sinking in; Laoch was the smarter of the pair here. So he too took a seat and lit up a cigarette. Taking a long haul, Kidd too leaned elbows on thighs, laying left hand under chin, smoking with the right. A young native Juvexian server him a drink, to which he graciously smiled, Laoch accepting one too but without a drop of acknowledgment. Left eye twitching just blowing Laoch's head from his shoulders crossed Kieran's mind but he held that in check, his attention returning to the woman. Both men listened closely*
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Post by Mórrígan Dubh on Apr 16, 2021 19:29:34 GMT -8
-Morrigan- "I'm being a bit long winded." *Said the woman, stating the obvious. Tossing back hair she too lit cigarette number..... How many was it? Struggling with that, she poured another drink. Death sticks would be next. And I know just where to get them.... She took a dip from the glass. Then she began* -Morrigan- "This has taken me forever to figure out...." *Nodding upward to Laoch* -Morrigan- "You brought up a central point actually...." *From there she just rolled. Slow and articulate* -Morrigan- "The Old man had me go to The Senate in Coruscant to formally declare wars since I was a child." *lighting another smoke she continued* -Morrigan- "Speak with people on all level of negotiations." * Realizing that they really didn't need the resume, she moved past that line of conversation* -Morrigan- "We need consider the here and now. *Taking a long drag from cigarette, she exhaled smoke in rings, killing stress as opposed to trying to impress her uncle* -Morrigan- "What do we do...." * Taking another long drag she prepared to roll. Pointing at Laoch* -Morrigan- "You made a good point with that flippant statement earlier." *Eyes catching those of Laoch* -Morrigan- "But We clearly differ on our position there." *Smiling* -Morrigan- "Allow me to expand." *We have.... " *Fiddled with the mess of papers, gadgets, among other personal effects, before listing off the roll that had been accumulated earlier* -Morrigan- "28 people - 48, it you consider the extant crew of that Warrior...." *Stopping she looked at both* -Morrigan- "Excuse the lecture.... " *Breathing deep and slow, through the nose, she exhaled slow through the mouth, then said casually* -Morrigan- "Had this cadet come on to me once...." *Laughing* -Morrigan- "Fella is bragging on about his daring do job blah blah blad." *Both hand rising up* -Morrigan- "So I say, 'listen flyboy, you don't know what shit is until you've attacked something with my family....'" *Shaking her head* -Morrigan- "Attacking this planet would be suicidal." * Shrugging* -Morrigan- "Nothing to gain... and a lot of lives to lose." *She was laid things out slowly* -Morrigan- "You cannot kill a person on a planet via clinical orbital bombardment..." *waving that away* "That would require a super weapon....." *Taking another conservative dip from the cup* "And killing us on the ground?" *Looking around* -Morrigan- "Who even has a bloody clue we're here?" *Looking to Laoch then Kieran* "How did the pugalist put it?" *Snapping fingers* -Morrigan- " You can't hit what you can't see. " *Shaking right finger in the air she realized she was talking like The Old man and pulled her hand to her chest* -Morrigan- "But I get daily news from my childhood home." *Shaking head* "And I don't want to hear a thing about people rewriting history." *Coughing* "From what I have direct evidence of some dude who took off before because of something to do with Auntie Aria, a disgruntled former employee, who likes to talk as if she knew something and a soon to be dead family member, are jumping around like fools and have signed their own death warrants. And I'm coming after them with everything I've got." *Looking around her with eyes afire* -Morrigan- "And you'd think while these scum wrestle over that poor Old man's heritage would've had the decency to scrape his remains off the ground. *Right fist slamming on the table* "That man should have been in state for a week."
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Post by Ciarán Dubh & Laoch Bán Dubh on Apr 16, 2021 23:16:01 GMT -8
*Kieran listened close. Eyes thinning he wondered if he really wanted to hear much of what was being said. Not about The Old man. Morrigan was on the money about their condition on Juvex. Now, he wondered about hunting.... Maybe fishing.... No. Hunt then toss the bodies where you fish.... Laoch also paid keen attention as Morrigan spoke. How she explained their condition on the planet made sense. Just as it made sense to him that the condition of some other people was about to get quite critical.... Finally Kieran responded to the incessant ring of his Comm. He listened, then walking over to Morrigan he handed her the communication device without a word. Laoch stood with him
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Post by Selkathl Elders on Apr 17, 2021 9:54:59 GMT -8
==An image appeared on the screen. The Mortus. The celebrated pub. And there was the face of Shak los== A detailed textual description of all that was happening there followed, then the image cut
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