[Open RL]

[cha_nirribhidh]

[Elliot is planning his latest prank. It's a simple one, but aren't they best? Water ballons and sheep dung. He grinned as he added water to the dung to make them worse and tie them up.

Where were Ifan and Iseult when you needed them?]

Comments

[pledged_to_me]

[She's not one of her wee ones, but have an aunt peeking over your shoulder until they get there]

Aye, and who'd be the target of this one, Elliot dear?

[cha_nirribhidh]

[Elliot turned and gave a small smile, he never could gauge her mood as quickly as the others.]

Whoever I find first, Aunt Brigid.

[pledged_to_me]

[And she smirks, patting him on the back] Could call Francis, he'd be a lovely target, aye? Ruin those fancy clothes of his, keep Douglas away for a day...

[cha_nirribhidh]

It would be brilliant to say the least. Doubt Da would be too happy.

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[par_anfarwol]

[Ah, here's one of the babies! He's even brought along more balloons just in case]

Late, sorry. Torchwood business and all, ie?

((Ie = yes in Welsh))

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[peirebasafhail]

[And quickly followed by his sister, who got stuck hauling the horse manure]

Aye, the damned Weevils again. But no matter, brought more ammo! [And that's a bright grin as she drops the sack, rolling her shoulders]

[cha_nirribhidh]

Nice one guys. It's a shame you're helping. I could've gotten ya with these.

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[par_anfarwol]

[Ifan raises an eyebrow] We've grown up used to you pranking us, we can spot it fairly easily now.

[talkstohaggis]

Oy, what are you up to lad?

[WATCHING. 8| ]

[cha_nirribhidh]

Oh hey Dad. I'm just filling up these balloons with the left over horse manure.

[It's his innocent voice. You can't deny this.]

[talkstohaggis]

...don't ye go making a big mess in the house then, got it?

[Boys will be boys.]

[cha_nirribhidh]

I plan and throwing them at people outside of the house. Got any ideas who?

[epistubbornly]

[... okay Eli, pullin' a face here, she's all for pranks but...]

Are you actually going to throw that at people?

[cha_nirribhidh]

[Elliot turns when he sees Isabel and gives a small smile.]

Well...yeah but probably at the twins...

[She probably wouldn't like him anymore if he said her father.]

[epistubbornly]

[Wrinkles her nose.] Yuck. Rather them than me.

[cha_nirribhidh]

I'd never throw them at you.

I'm guessing you won't wanna help then.

[torn_betweentwo]

[Connor's had a good two pain-free weeks, so he's actually in a decent mood when he spots his nephew.]

Wouldn't it have been better to fill them with haggis instead? Well... same difference, really.

[cha_nirribhidh]

[Bang goes your good mood then, uncle brat!]

And have Da kill me for wasting the stuff, I'm not stupid!

[torn_betweentwo]

Only Douglas would consider filling balloons with sheep guts a waste. [shakes his head and laughs]

[cha_nirribhidh]

[Just throws a plain water one at his uncle and smirks, going back to the dung.]