| Livia Vlcek |
04/20/18 |
"I'm very glad to hear that, Ronan. And I imagine children could be a handful..." A small smile touches scarred visage before Livia chugs half the can of Red Bull. She's never really been around many children as an adult. Or even as a child for that matter. "I'm good...trying to get back into the swing of things. Listening to some 80s music and binge watching horror flicks." Livia glanced surreptitiously to and fro. "Netflix is awesome." |
| Uriel_Emperium_ |
04/18/18 |
He stops and thinks for a moment the remembers. "Ahh yeah, it was some where in Nebrodi Park, italy." He nods. "Nice people, hope he gets home." |
| Livia Vlcek |
04/18/18 |
So Livia might be completely amazed by magick. Anyone who knows her well, knows this. So when a red bull is produced from thin air, pale pools widen and glisten. "Ooooo...thank you Sir!" The Slayer makes grabby hands at the can and shakes her head gently. "No mixers. I think I've had my fair share of alcohol this past year." Popping the can open, her attention focuses back on Ronan. "So how have you been? Your family?" |
| Marah Boru |
04/17/18 |
"hummm and why are we drunk? You know thats my job" |
| Marah Boru |
04/17/18 |
+Looks innocent at her father with her hands out+
" I only blew up a couple of dark lighters that were on my tail Daddy" |
| Livia Vlcek |
04/17/18 |
*gasps* I am! I have been!
*pouts but cheers up* Sugar and peanut butter...best.stuff.ever. And Red Bull.
*shifty eyes* Do you have any red bull? |
| Livia Vlcek |
04/17/18 |
*laughs and shakes her head* No no, I'm a good girl now! But thank you Ronan. |
| Uriel_Emperium_ |
04/16/18 |
He smiles a bit and thinks before answering. "John, no no. James, yeah James Byrne. That was him,." He shakes of the feeling of dread as his mind opens.
Stary clear night, rispy and cool, the scent of the sea nearby. Darkness as he slid into a body bag. james looking down at him before closing the bag. "Dont move, here me lad? Not a wiggle, not a sound. What ever ya hear dont open this bag lad. Ya soon alby be safe."
Gun shots in the air, blood the scent strong anf close. bags being moved, wagons rolling, shoveling of dirt. Cant breath ant breath darkness like unother. Silence, silence.
Air I can smell air, head hurts, shoveling again. A voice. "Get him out of there its been to long Lads. Bag moving and a face. "Lad, come on. Breath lad." Looks away. "O'leary, smack him. " Sharp sting. "Again Lad." And again a sting. Coughing, choking air enters lungs. Laughs."Your a lucky lad, there. Come on lets get you home." |
| Uriel_Emperium_ |
04/14/18 |
"Thank you for the welcome back Ronan. But truth be known you may have had a part in it." He chuckles while pushing his hair back."Seems that some irish guy in the pow camp I was in recognized me. He said that he would get me out as people had been searching for me under the guise of pira or something along those lines." |
| Killian Doyle |
03/21/18 |
Happy Birthday Ron. |
| LillyEmperium |
02/14/18 |
*He truly knew how to make her melt. Smiling she slipped her arms around him. Kissing him lovingly. * Thank you, my love. *slipping her hand into her pocket, she pulled out a small box* for you love.  |
| Isis Dracul |
01/02/18 |
Isis turned slightly to see the man who spoke to her. Her lips curl as she remembered both her time away and Ronan Boru. Turning her body toward the man she walked toward him. Each step calulated. Her right hand grasped his left shoulder as she leaned in to whisper in his ear.
"My secrets in death are staying in my grave."
She kissed his cheek as she with drew from him.
"It's so nice to see you." |
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