Kyra Reid
Hammer
Men and their cocks never cease to amazing me
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Post by Kyra Reid on Jul 27, 2015 23:41:04 GMT -5
She just sat at the empty bar smoking. Still covered in blood, still the look of total rage in her eyes. She had just done the unthinkable really, she had let Aedan beat a girl within inches of her life and then she just left another woman bleeding on the floor and then told off Enzo Antonucchi before destroying the dining hall... Oh god what had she done? She had basically just signed a contract with death. Now the Antonucchi will be gunning for her head. Well hey if she was going to die, she was going to die fighting and she would take every last Antonucchi with her. They fucked with the wrong girl and despite the fact that she originally wanted no part of this war... She was pulled in head first and now she wouldn't rest until she was vindicated.
In other words it was personal.
She looked up to see Fin on the other side of the bar, cleaning some glasses. "Hey Boy-o." She said with a smile taking a long drag and blowing out a thick cloud of smoke. "Pour me a stitf one will ya? I'm gonna need it tonight." She said closing her eyes for a second before looking up at him with a smile. "You missed a good adventure tonight Fin... Like being in the trenches again."
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Finley O'Brien
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Post by Finley O'Brien on Jul 28, 2015 1:15:51 GMT -5
There was already blood on his shirt, and bruises on his knuckles. The night had barely begun and he had already had to remove a pair of drunks from the speak easy. He really just wanted to go sit in the office and drink and sit in silence. That, however was not to be. The place wasn't bursting at the seams, but the few people that were there had begun to grate on his nerves. Every laugh, and joke, was cutting against his ears, and mind.
When Kyra called to him, Fin let out a smile and a sigh. At least someone with a brain was in here, tonight. Grabbing a bottle of whiskey, and two glasses, Fin nodded, "Evening, love. Come with me." Leading her from the bar, he stepped into his uncle Declan's office and kicked the door shut. Setting the glasses on the table he poured two, downed one, then refilled the glass.
Sitting in Declan's chair, Fin cocked his head to the side, "What do you know about the trenches, eh darlin?"
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Kyra Reid
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Post by Kyra Reid on Jul 28, 2015 13:05:27 GMT -5
"Are you already throwin people out tonight Fin?" She said looking at his hands and the blood on him as she shook her head. "Here give me that hand of yours." She said once they got into the office and the door was closed behind them. Kyra hand pulled out her wand and ran it over his hand and she smiled. "There, that's better." The bruises started to fade and Kyra then tucked her wand away before taking a seat, watching as Fin pour them both a drink, and just like him she down it in one go before pouring another one.
His question made her smile some and shrug as she drank. "Well I don't know as much as you. But I was in the trenches myself for about a week. Saw one battle before anyone caught on that I was a girl. And go ahead and tell me that was stupid and stuff I got my ass handed to me when I got back home. Gwaine was so mad at me and my ma she wouldn't stop crying. My sisters all just made fun of me for having boy hair which I didn't care I would cut it all off again if I have to."
At that point she looked up at Fin and smiled some with another shrug as she down her whiskey. "What can I say? I'm a glory seeker that doesn't like being told I can't do something because I'm a girl. They told me I couldn't fight in the war, I aimed to prove them wrong."
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Finley O'Brien
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When the world goes to shit, I will still have my family.
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Post by Finley O'Brien on Jul 28, 2015 19:11:17 GMT -5
Looking down at his hand, Fin scowled slightly. What was she doing, treating him like a child? The only person that ever got away with that was Maureen, and for obvious reasons. Looking back up, as she spoke about lying to join the army, he shook his head, and let out a chuckle. "Dragon tamer, impersonator of men, and a want to be soldier. Ye'r a damned fool, Kyra, though you have more balls than a lot of men I've known."
Picking up a glass, he leaned back in the chair and stared hard at Kyra for a moment, before snorting through his nose, and taking a drink. "I spent four years in that hell. Every night, I'd crawl my way through mud, and pools of stagnant water and congealed blood..." Falling silent, Finley drank and looked down to his glass, then sighed, and looked up. A smile had found its way to his face, though it failed to reach the twin orbs of ice that were his eyes. "I hate what I did, and the fact I killed so many people. I resented being in the trenches... That being said, I would go back in a heartbeat. I would do it all over again, if it meant that my actions saved more lives than they took."
Shrugging, the smile faded to a smirk, and he looked back to his glass. "I was damned good what I did, love. Sometimes I think that's why Uncle Cormac has kept me around for as long as he has." Another shrug and Fin finished his glass, before pouring another.
What if that was all he was to Cormac? A mad dog, that was best kept on a leash until needed? Would his own Uncle really treat him in such a way? Surely Cormac thought more of Fin, than that? He did, didn't he? Finley was useful to the family, and not just as someone who could be turned into a weapon, wasn't he?
Draining the glass in one go, Finley inhaled, savoring the burn. What did it matter? Finley was here, wit his family, wasn't he?
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Kyra Reid
Hammer
Men and their cocks never cease to amazing me
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Post by Kyra Reid on Jul 28, 2015 20:27:44 GMT -5
"Nah I just don't like being told I can't do something cause I got lady parts. You know they said you can't be a soldier, so I went and became a soldier. They said a girl can't tame dragons, so I starts taming dragons. There might be some fool in me but there is also..." He pointed out she had more balls than most men and she shrugged. "I try you know... I try..."
The wait he talked about it though, man it made her happy she was only there for the one week. In that week she had her fill of rain and mud and blood, but he put up with in for four years and he was still.. Though this was the first time she notice that he was smiling but there was no light to his eyes, no real joy and she frowned some before sipping her drink. "Well I know this probably doesn't help at all. But if I was born a man I would have been right there with you for all four years. But Sadly I got dragged out kicking and screaming."
She drained her glass and sighed some when he mentioned that he was good at what he did and she smiled. Her hand moved to brush back her hair that was falling into her eyes and blood was smeared over her hand. Fuck she was really going to have to clean up soon, but later this was what she needed right now. The girl wiped her hands on her pants before pulling herself another drink. "You are probably one of the best dan fighters I have seen in a long time. Magic side is lacking a little bit but hey! That's nothing a little bit of training could fix if you ever wanted to learn a few good curses."
In fact the thought of Fin being able to toss spells around was a scary one. Man would be unstoppable if he could get the magic down, maybe she should give him a few lessons if he wanted them or not. "And you know for the record I think your uncle keeps you around for alot more reasons than just that. Me on the other hand... I'm pretty sure he will kill me next time he sees me for making a mess of everything."
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Finley O'Brien
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Post by Finley O'Brien on Jul 29, 2015 3:21:04 GMT -5
Laughing as Kyra spoke, Finley shook his head, and shrugged. Taking another drink of his whiskey, Finley put his feet up on the large oak deak. "I don't see why anyone would think that. You ever try walking around with a cock? Terribe thing really, always just flopping about. Besides, you get hit in it... That is it for awhile."
There was something about her, beneath that front she had put her. Certainly, she had a rough beauty to her, perhaps she was... Finley shook his head, stopping that train of thought immediately. She was a friend, and most definitely not someone he would get involved with. Rrefilling her glass, Finley paused for a moment thinking back on what she had said. Straightening up, he set his feet on the ground and leaned his arms on the desk. "So what was this all I heard about an explosion at the school today?" /font]
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Kyra Reid
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Post by Kyra Reid on Jul 29, 2015 23:07:14 GMT -5
"Well it's better than having a vagaina which bleeds every month and you are out of it for a week. Not to mention I have to piss sitting down. Do you know how hard it is when you are out in the backswamps somewhere trying to train a dragon and having to find somewhere you can piss sitting down. It is terrible!" She couldn't help but burst into a fit of laughter as Fin poured her another drink and she wiped her eyes.
He mention the school and an explosion and a small smile came to her face before she found and ran a hand through her hair. She just had this sinking feeling that Cormac was going to kill her for doing something that wasn't apart of the plan. Oh well, she left Enzo with a lovely little present at the end of the day and that was all that matters. "Yeah well I... What can I say I lost control." She said taking out another cigarette and lighting it before taking a long drag and putting her feet up on the desk. "Somedays are like that you know? Where you can't fight the demons anymore and they all just come out to play. And mine have a taste for death and destruction..."
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Finley O'Brien
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Post by Finley O'Brien on Jul 30, 2015 2:13:58 GMT -5
Finley shuddered and gagged at Kyra words. Shaking his head, he put his hands up in defeat, waving them slightly as she continued. "Okay, okay, I concede you that terrible voctory, my dear." Shivering again, Finley poured himself another glass, and supped from it.
Her words on losing control, and demons, made Finley swallow and look at the ground. He could feel the cold, dark, sharp claws pulling at the edges of his mind. He could hear their hoarse, hurried whispers, calling to him to let the light fade, and slip from his grasp. Hearing the glass clink on wood as she serf her drink down, Finley looked up. "Oh... I know about demons, Love..." he murmured his glass turning slowly in his hand.
Looking back to Kyra, Finley smiled. "You really think I need work on my spell casting?" He asked, glancing to the door, his lips moving, before a soft metallic click fills the air. "I think I have a few tricks."
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Kyra Reid
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Post by Kyra Reid on Jul 30, 2015 13:59:01 GMT -5
"Thank you, thank you." She said tipping her hat to him and laughing. Damn fucking straight she won that one, did men just forget that the reason girls get all... more emotional once a month was because they were bleeding? No Kyra liked to think that unlike other woman she knew she didn't get to worked up about things like that. She was able to push the pain and the desire to curl up and cry aside in order to get her fucking work done.
That sad look and tone was back when she mention demons and she frowned. Fuck she brought something bad up didn't she? Goddamnit why did she have like zero filter? If she had like some of a filter then maybe she wouldn't be so fucking stupid... "It's one of those things you know? Everyone got them but some of us don't like coming to terms with them you know? But I think someday everyone can live with them..."
He was able to lock the door with a soft flick of her wrist and she smiled and nodded. "Yeah but a few tricks isn't gonna save you if you get into a duel with some fucked up Antonucchi. And you know we can't always get the jump on them like we did with Pietro" She just didn't want to see Fin taken out because he couldn't handle his own when it came to magic, that was all. She just felt like... He was a great person to be around and work with and she didn't want to see anything happen to him.
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Finley O'Brien
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Post by Finley O'Brien on Jul 31, 2015 22:16:24 GMT -5
Kyra was right, Finley admitted to himself. As much as it hurt to admit the truth, she was right about him. With his bare hands, or an improvised weapon, Finley was devastating. With magic though, that was were he had fallen flat. He knew tricks, and some basic spells to heal, but he had always refused to use magic to fight with it. "Magic is a gift... it shouldn't be used to harm others..." Even as he spoke, his gaze darkened as he stared at the glass in his hands. "But in times of turmoil, even the Shepard must raise arms, and defend the flock..."
Fin scowled then, then smirked aND chuckled, "That damned fool... Always said he'd get me to speak his fools gospel." Looking up at Kyra, he smiled meekly at the look she was giving him, and pointed over his shoulder dismissively. "There was a chaplain in France, always making up things to keep our heads up. One day after the Germans charged our line, and got into the trench, we were taking account of the dead. We found this preacher leaning on the trench wall with an officers saber in his hands. When we asked about god, and his rules against killing, he said that shit about shepards to me. The look on his face when he said it, I never laughed so hard in my laugh."
Drinking the rest of his whiskey, Finley set the glass down, upside down. "Right then, love. About this killing with magic nonsense. When would you like to go about it?"
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Kyra Reid
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Post by Kyra Reid on Jul 31, 2015 23:36:40 GMT -5
"Huh... You know I never thought about it like that?" Maybe it's just because she was raised in a house where Magic was you strongest tool. She was able to duel with magic before she was able to throw a proper punch. Her father wasn't one for fighting with your fist so she had to learn that out on the streets by herself. She could still remember the first fist fight she ever got into, she was ten years old, and had just discovered the art of crossdressing. She had spent the summer dressed up in Gwaine's old clothes, working as a Newie down in New York city when some boy found out she was a girl and tried to run her out of business. Well did she show him! At least she like to think she did, Kyra was pretty sure she ran home crying but from that day on she knew how to fight with her fist as well. "Still I am the sort of person that likes to use every skill I have in my arsenal. It would be like leaving your best gun at home before heading into a stand off."
The story about the preacher made her laugh as well, if only because Fin was laughing. It was nice to see him have some brightest in him while talking about the war. A good change you know. Still she didn't want to dwell on the topic for long because at the end of the day it was still a very somber one that was clearly filled with more pain than good.
So when he asked her about magic she jumped to her feet and down her drink. Kyra pulled her hat back on and smiled. You know there was something about the way he called her love, it was... nice? She guessed maybe? "Well Boy-o I would hope you know the words you have to use."
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Cormac O'Brien
Head of the Family
On well-run farms pests have to be kept down.
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Post by Cormac O'Brien on Aug 1, 2015 3:21:37 GMT -5
The door clicked again as it was unlocked from the outside. It swung open to reveal a tipsy Cormac with a grin on his face that only widened when he saw that he'd found not only Finley, but also Kyra. "What's this?" he chuckled as he closed the door behind him. "Here I thought I would only find my nephew, and instead I find both of the people I wanted to see. Perfect, simply perfect."
Certainly, things had turned out a bit messy, and he'd lost his professor plant almost as quickly as he'd found her, but that was all right. She was destined for greater things than her brother had been, and, if he were being honest, there had never been much of a chance of her retaining her job at the school after attacking Pietro. He'd given her a chance to take out her desires for vengeance, and that was more important. Now she would want the family just as much as he wanted her to be working for them.
When it came to his daughters, the whole "modern woman" thing was nothing but an annoyance, but when it came to Kyra? Completely different. Maybe he was a hypocrite. He didn't care.
Kyra's seat being closer to the door, he stopped beside her first, leaning down to squeeze her shoulder as he dropped a kiss on her cheek. "Miss Reid." Continuing farther into the room, he gave Fin an affectionate shoulder-punch and then clasped his hand for a long moment. "And Finley. What does Declan even do with his time these days? This should be your office, shouldn't it? ... Well, who wants a celebratory smoke?" There were no more chairs, so Cormac perched on the edge of the desk as he pulled out his cigarette case, stuck a smoke between his lips, and then offered the case to his family members.
Yes, Kyra had proven herself. She was one of them now.
God, he felt silly and happy, high on triumph and liquor.
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Finley O'Brien
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Post by Finley O'Brien on Aug 3, 2015 2:11:50 GMT -5
Grinning as she smiled, Finley pointed, and nodded at her. "Ya should do that more, love. It suits ya." Blinking slowly he shook his head, slogging through the whiskey haze. Maybe he had drank more than he originally thought, though it hadn't seemed like it. A hand passed over his jaw, as he yawned slightly, and Finley sat uo, straightening up and inhaling sharply. Why was he suddenly so very tired? He had been fine when they started, and now? Now he felt like he had been up for hours drinking.
When Kyra sprang to her feet, and tugged her cap on, he smirked, and waved at it dismissively. "Why ye trying to hide that beautiful hair, love?" Standing up, he frowned at her question and shook his head. "Like I said..." Shrugging he reached for the door, "Magic is a gift." As he reached for it, the door swung open, and Finley reached for the gun, that was no longer under his shoulder.
Cormac sprang through the doorway thpugh, and Finley relaxed. Moving back to his seat, Finley sat quietly listening to the man speak. Standing, he moved from the chair, as Cormac sat on the desk. "Uncle, here, have my chair." Finley was quiet, swaying somewhatly, and trying to concentrate on the man next to him. How much had he actually drank?
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Kyra Reid
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Post by Kyra Reid on Aug 3, 2015 22:14:25 GMT -5
Huh...uhhh... What? Like what? Why was Fin talking about her like that? No men did not tell her her hair was pretty or that she had a lovely laugh or smile or anything. They would tell her she had balls and was a tough little cookie and would leave it at that. They look at her and saw one of the boys, not a girl worth complementing. And to be honest it sort of made her freak out a little on the inside. It made her blush and want to hide away from any eyes that might be viewing her as feminine in this moment...
"I um... well it's just that it get's the in way and all and I... yeah." She looked away and rubbed the back of her next not expecting the door to open and it made her jump.
Luckily for them, or well for Fin, it was just Cormac. Great and she was having such a good time, now she was going to have her ass handed to her for fucking up all the plans in the school. But no she got a kiss on the cheek and clearly a very happy, slightly drunk Cormac and she had to bit her lip to stop herself from laughing. "It's alright Fin he can have my seat. I should get out of here anyways. I still have an apartment full of things I gotta get off the Cascade grounds."
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