Posted July 20, 2021, 9:47 p.m. by Civilian Ragna Idun McKenzie (Future Citizen) (Jennifer Ward)
Posted by Civilian Seamus McKenzie (Future Citizen) in Earth - I’ll Make ‘Em An Offer They Can’t Refuse
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The laughter started in the shield wall and spread out. Ragna glanced down at the soiled and wet stain on Argyle’s tattered pants. She looked back and met his gaze, “That’s what I thought” and hilt in hand she gave him a black eye to match the one he’d given her. She took Devlin’s sword, her sheathed in one smooth movement of finality and walked right up to Kirsten, handed Devlin’s sword to her and the wall parted for her. She moved right into Seamus’ arms. “Take me home, Now.”
Ragna McKenzie
Seamus looked down at her and smiled. “My love… you are home. You are with me.” and he leaned down and kissed her in a way he had never done before with others looking.
Ragna was shaking, a biproduct of adrenaline, rage, and extreme physical exertion. The longer and more intense Seamus kissed her the faster the shaking eased. Ada looked over and blinked and then nudged Runa. “Look. At. That!” Runa looked up from the papers in her hands, totally not aware of what was going on around her. “Huh?” Ada pointed at Ragna and Seamus waiting…Runa always had something to say. Runa stared pushing back the cowl of her cape, “Damn Ragna! Let the man breath!” Ragna didn’t hear her. Runa looked at Ada and the whistles and cat calling began around the wall as elbow nudges and pointing started.
Mike watched the cousins being escorted off the estate and he looked at Tara. “Lady Tara, did you make that call I asked?” Tara grinned with a smile that would make Death himself give pause and said “Oh aye… Lord Michael. And I’ll continue to follow your directions to the end of my days.” and she turned to the assembled clans and yelled out in a voice that carried over the cheers and jeers. “Why are ye silent, ya wee nobs?! We have a new Chief! Three cheers, ya McKenzies!!” and the crowd erupted in cheers so loud it echoed for miles. Mike looked down at Revna and said so only she would hear “I’d still rather be a punk musician.” and he smiled and winked.
Revna looked up at him and smiled, lacing her fingers though his and squeezing. She stretched up on tip toes, kissed him deeply and then whispered. “1 if you want to get out of here, the shuttle is right there. I’ll get the maidens to make a path, and in case you weren’t aware, your wife is a damn amazing pilot. 2 if you’re gonna wink at me in public then you better have an escape plan.” Runa had walked up right then, and there was no doubt she was the loudest one there cheering. She kissed Revna on the cheek and then Mike. Then she slipped the letter into his hand. “I don’t know who it’s from. Right before the wall went up it was given to me. I can guess at the meaning of the seal, but I have no idea what’s in it.” Revna stared at Runa, she wasn’t telling the whole truth, and that was strange. But before she could ask Runa grinned and pointed at the gate. “I’m gonna watch!” She looked over and Ragna was still kissing Seamus. She nudged Revna and the twins just stared shocked. “Should I just put a tracer chip on them and have them transported back to their house?” Runa asked Revna loudly enough that Ragna heard.
Ragna stopped kissing Seamus, but didn’t move away from him, “Seanmhair! Will you please find Runa a McKenzie man that will shut her up?” Then she went back to kissing Seamus. Runa snorted, “There is no such man Alive!” and she cackled and moved towards the gate.
Outside the gates to the estate, a second scene was unfolding. The vehicles and security the cousins had brought with them were now surrounded by dozens and dozens of tattooed, pierced, black-leather-with-silver-studs-and-spikes clad, mohawk and shaved headed young and young-ish adults. On the hood of one of the cars lay a well-built young man with green and red liberty spikes in his hair, back on the windshield, eyes closed and slowly chewing gum.
As the cousins were shoved unceremoniously out the gate, Cuyler and Oddvar (who had made sure they left) looked out and grinned. “Oh… oh well done, my son.” said Cuyler with a grin. Oddvar’s smile matched his and he said “That boy’ll make a fine Chief if I do say so myself.” Cuyler nodded and said “Let’s go.” and Oddvar laughed and said “Have you lost your mind? Who would want to miss this?!” and the two older men looked at each other, grinned, and then looked out through the fence.
Runa made her way toward the gate, pulled out the letter with her name on it. She had no idea who the large man was and she’d looked for him. Shaved head, mustache, goatee and built. But she hadn’t seen him anywhere. And how had he known it was her? The point of the cape had been to make sure no one knew who she was and mistake her for Revna. She unfolded the paper and read it.
As Hamish came up to the car, the green-haired figure, without opening his eyes, said softly “You the c^$@ that tried to best my boy Big Mike McKenzie?”, his accent decidely not Scottish, but more rural North American continent… the former deep South of the United States. Hamish glared and waved at the security guards wordlessly… who didn’t budge. The figure, still without moving and still chewing his gum, said “Ya see, d!$khead, these ‘ol boys already done been told y’all ain’t got no money. And they also done been told that if any of ‘em raise a finger to try an help ya… well… that ain’t gonna go so good.” The figure raised his head and looked at Hamish and the cousins. He slowly sat up and then just as slowly slid off the ground car. He stood up, and he wasn’t exactly tall… but he was built solidly. He walked up to Hamish and said “Name’s Bubba. Bubba Buchard. And I’m here to chew gum and kick ass.” and he spit the piece of gum out and right in Hamish’s face.
“Uh-oh… Bubba’s outta gum…”
The McKenzies
Runa looked around. That was BUBBA! She hadn’t seen him in years. And there was Canary, Pat, Johan, and…she rolled her eyes....Snake. Oh man, she hadn’t seen any of them in years. Standing just behind her father and uncle Runa swore, drawing their attention. In the voice only a teacher could use to get someone’s attention over a crowd and the noise, “AH HELL! MIKE!!!!!!! BUBBA’S OUTTA GUM!”
Runa Edman, The Gods are Coming For You Too
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