Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-4681758-20140320232139/@comment-4681758-20140407174056

''Heh. Now THERE'S an interesting image.''

"I hope you eventually do manage to find her.  I wish you well, Flannery.  If you ever have a need for something you can't be connected to, give me a call."

As he walked off from Flannery and back toward the Pale Horse, he couldn't help but keep his mind on Liadan and the danger she was in, and whether or not she fully understood it. Never one to ignore his conscience, he felt he might as well use the communications channel he acquired to send a message to her ship, text only.

"Impending danger.  Fraxinus crew still intent on capture.  Recommend preemptive attack to secure personal saftey and saftey of crew.  SGC fire to rear thrusters recommended for maximum damage and impediment to ship's ability to pursue."

Rather than giving any kind of cryptic alias to end the message, he left a coded clue in a particularly ominous quote.

"'And I looked, and behold a Pale Horse: and his name that sat on him was Death, and Hell followed with him.'  Revelation 6:8"

His mind clear, Ciarán set off on his motorcycle, grateful for the experience he'd undergone, and truly hopeful that those two crazy kids would eventually work things out.

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