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Post by Myth :] on Mar 7, 2010 20:52:23 GMT -5
The word saviors seemed pretty appropriate. "Aye, she's right ya know." Murphy smirked at his brother, glad to have their sister back. The brothers could always been seen in their typical attire, especially the necklaces. They hated taking it off, they felt so bizarre without it. Connor reached into his pocket, before he found the necklace that Iris had left for them to find her with. "I do believe this belongs to you." He smirked, handing it out for her to take. The twins looked at each other, they knew what they had to do know. Everybody did.
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Post by Lorrinda Pine<3 on Mar 7, 2010 21:09:25 GMT -5
Iris smiled at Murphy's comment, it seemed as if he had to agree at her statement, and he did. She couldn't imagine her brothers without their necklaces, it showed who her brothers were and are. Connor put his hand in his pocket, after a few seconds he pulled out her silver cross necklace, she sat up in her bed, then gently took the necklace from his hand, then put it around her neck. She then looked back at Connor and Murphy, she then wrapped her arms around them both in a hug.
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Post by Myth :] on Mar 7, 2010 23:26:25 GMT -5
Both of the brothers flashed a grin as she sat up and took her necklace. It belonged to her, and they knew she would have it with her everywhere she went from now on. "All right, no chick flick moments." Murphy replied with a smirk, as Iris hugged both him and his brother. Connor only snickered, and eventually he started to laugh. He wondered if his brother remembered when Rocco accidentally blew up that cat. He would have to tell his sister that story sometime soon. Connor wondered if his brother also realized they had a very familiar prayer that hadn't been spoken in a while.
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Post by Lorrinda Pine<3 on Mar 7, 2010 23:35:30 GMT -5
Iris noticed the charming grins on her older brothers face's, at first they didn't accept her into their lives, but after that night everything changed for her. They started to accept her, then a tragedy struck with her being kidnapped, but on the same night her brothers came to save her. And now here she was, at her home with the only two people who were related her, and now they were her full brothers, accepting her. She heard Murphy's comment she chuckled, then heard Connor laughing "Both of you are jerks." She said playfully, then smacked them both playfully in the head.
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Post by Myth :] on Mar 8, 2010 22:18:22 GMT -5
"Sounds just like us!" Connor couldn't resist the urge to smirk, and neither could his brother. They also couldn't ignore the fact that the biggest Irish holiday was only a few days away. That called for plenty of celebration, not to mention the insane amount of alcohol they'd all be downing like crazy. The twins smirked again, looking over at their sister.
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Post by Lorrinda Pine<3 on Mar 8, 2010 22:30:07 GMT -5
Iris rolled her eyes at her brothers, sometimes she thought she was babysitting two older adults. Witch was something she was actually doing, and it was a full time jobs. A few days later Iris was back on her feet, the bullet wound was still healing, they all knew it would leave a scar but it was better then having a hole in your body. Iris walked through the door of the favorited pub of her two brothers, Rocco, and their friends. Iris noticed that there was only a few people here, after a few minutes Rocco looked at Iris who was drinking a soda, "Hey Murphy, Connor, I think Iris should have a real drink. After all it is St. Patty's day. Whatta say?" Rocco asked the two older brothers. Iris looked at Rocco, then back to Murphy and Connor.
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Post by Myth :] on Mar 8, 2010 23:52:46 GMT -5
"She's Irish, it's a friggin' requirement." Murphy said, as he handed her his drink. Naturally, it was an Irish beer. After all, she was so out of place with a soda while they all were drinking one beer after another. Saint Patrick's Day was a perfect holiday for the brothers to drink until the world started spinning. Although this time, he would make sure that there wasn't a cat or gun anywhere in sight. That was a combination that made quiet the mess on the wall. "You outta tell her about that cat you blew up." Connor chuckled, half smirking.
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Post by Lorrinda Pine<3 on Mar 9, 2010 0:06:23 GMT -5
Iris scoffed at Murphy, as he handed her his drink. She took a drink from it, she closed her eyes as the drink went down her throat. It tasted funny at first, but she got used to it after a few sips. She then saw Connor snickering, then said something about a cat, "What are you talking about?" She asked Connor. Rocco smiled "Okay just a few years ago, after a little adventure with your brothers, we headed back to my apartment for a little minnie pizza-beer party." He said, Iris settled herself between her brothers as he continued. "So after a little bit of a talk, my ex-girlfriends cat setteled himself at the barrel of the gun. So when I slammed my fist on the table, the gun went off. Then the cat's guts went all over the wall." Rocco said. Iris started laughing, "That's an epic fail, that's worse the the Titanic sinking." She laughed, then took another sip of the beer.
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Post by Myth :] on Mar 10, 2010 22:19:47 GMT -5
"It might taste kinda funny, but you'll get used to it." Murphy told her as she grabbed a hold of the glass. Both of the brothers also joined Iris in laughing, it was a great memory indeed. Not so much for the cat, but it was hilarious to witness Rocco's face after he realized he just blew up a cat. "Oh, that Titanic thing was Rocco's fault too." Connor teased, he just couldn't resist it. Connor doubted he'd ever forgot that little accident, they never liked that cat any ways.
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Post by Lorrinda Pine<3 on Mar 10, 2010 23:17:54 GMT -5
Iris laughed even harder, Rocco looked at them "Shut up!" He said to them. After an hour pass the group was still laughing and drinking, then the door to the pub opened, then slammed shut, Iris turned around to see a three Russian guys behind them, "My name is Ryan Chekhov." He said. Iris sat herself on the bar, then looked at Chekhov "Chekov, well this is Spock,Mccoy, and Scotty, find ourselves Sulu then we got ourselves an away team." She said to him, as she put her arms around Murphy, and Connor, then grabed Rocco by the collar. Rocco let out a snicker.
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Post by Myth :] on Mar 12, 2010 20:14:36 GMT -5
Connor figured that would get everybody exploding with laughter, plus after a few drinks just about anything was funny. It was only a matter of time, before someone had to come in and ruin their Irish fun. "Aye, I reckon she's becoming more like us everyday!" Murphy smirked at her comment. "That probably isn't a good thing!" Connor added, while he raised an eyebrow at the three Russian men who acted like they owned the place. Connor didn't recognize them, and neither did Murphy. But he could smell bar fight in the air.
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Post by Lorrinda Pine<3 on Mar 12, 2010 20:34:35 GMT -5
(FIGHTING + MURPHY + CONNOR = EXTREME HOTTNESS)
Iris looked at Connor, she could tell that he wasn't right about these Russians being here, and in a Irish pub for one, then looked at Murphy then back towards Chekhov. Rocco looked at Murphy and Connor, "Why don't you make like a tree and get the h.ell outta here." Doc said from behind the bar. Iris looked at Doc, then back to the Russian man, "You've got quite a mouth kid." The Russian man said, Iris smirked "Learned from the best." She replied, Iris had her moments when she decided to be a smarta.ss. The man glared at her "I think someone should teach you a lesson. And appearently i'm going to have to be the one to do it." He said, not knowing that her two older brothers were standing next to her.
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Post by Myth :] on Mar 13, 2010 0:34:38 GMT -5
Murphy and Connor both burst into laughter, giving each other high fives. She sure did learn from the best, Connor and Murphy both exchanged glances and nodded in agreement. "Come on, it's Saint Patty's day, everybody's Irish. Why don't you sit down and have a drink with us?" At least Murphy was being somewhat polite, after all it was their favorite holiday. They still didn't have a good feeling about those Russians, judging by their looks they didn't look like they came here for drinks and Irish humor.
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Post by Lorrinda Pine<3 on Mar 13, 2010 1:05:43 GMT -5
She heard her brothers burst into laughter, then the sound of a high five behind her "I'm surronded by Irish dorks." She said to them, then looked back to the Russian people. Chekov sighed angerly, he then smashed the drinks out of their hands. Iris barely missed the glass shattering next to her feet, she looked at the Russian people with a glare, "We are going to talk to the bartender alone, you stay, the rest of you go now." He said, making a hand jesture to the door.
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Post by Myth :] on Mar 14, 2010 23:57:06 GMT -5
Murphy and Connor both blinked as the Russian managed to snatch their beer glasses and smash them into pieces on the ground. "That's perfectly good beer ya just wasted! What in the hell are ya thinkin?" Murphy snapped at the Russian, which probably wasn't smart because everything they said only made him angrier. The twins didn't budge, they didn't want to leave and unless they were dragged out kicking and screaming they were going to stay put.
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