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(no subject) [Feb. 5th, 2011|01:04 pm]
Ciar McCloy
Placeholder post for "Keeping Open" purposes.
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(no subject) [Oct. 27th, 2008|09:23 am]
Ciar McCloy
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Th'weather's shit.

Walked f'r miles in th'cold an' drivin' rain.

Didn't have th'right clothes f'r th'weather. Not even a bit.

Probably catched m'death've th'cold.

Don't care, but.

Don't care one bit.

'M home. An' I've so many things t'show Elaine, still b'fore we have t'go back.

T'day I'm t'take her t'see Granny McCloy. Can't leave't any longer. Granny'll not like that.

Belfast's changed, but. Jesus... hardly knew m'way around anymore.

'M home. Jesus...
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(no subject) [Oct. 24th, 2008|08:17 pm]
Ciar McCloy
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*thumps table*

'S my birthday. 'S not s'bad as I thought it'd be.

NEXT ROUND'S ON WILL! Erm... me. I mean, me!

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(no subject) [Oct. 14th, 2008|03:01 am]
Ciar McCloy
[Current Mood |workingworking]


'Kay, so he knows what he's doin'. Seems to, at least.

Still don't have t'like it, but. I know he's trained an's got all's magic. Makes no difference. I KNOW's an arsehole. An' not only that, but 's Da's wee brother, an' if he gets killed, 's not only Da I'll have t'face, but I reckon Granny'll be over here b'fore I c'n hide.

But he does know what's doin'. An' he seems t'be takin't at least half-seriously. I'll give'm that much.

*blinks, holds out a hand to steady himself against the wall*

*blinks again, shakes his head*

Looks like I need somethin' with sugar again...
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(no subject) [Sep. 29th, 2008|05:15 pm]
Ciar McCloy
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What a waste've half a day. >.<

'M gonna kill'm.
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(no subject) [Sep. 22nd, 2008|05:25 pm]
Ciar McCloy
[Current Mood |confusedpuzzled]

*walks out of the Infirmary after seeing Elizabeth over his continuing occasional dizzy spells*

Aye well. Said there's nothin' wrong w'me, so I c'n stop worryin', so. Eyes're fine, hand/eye coordination's fine, balance's perfect, ears seem okay.

Dead on.

Why do I keep gettin' dizzy, so?


Well, if it doesn't stop there's more sh'can do with tests for m'inner ear - she's sure they're not necessary, but. I've had no illnesses at all lately, an' certainly none that'd cause loss've balance, unless y'include Drink.

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(no subject) [Aug. 28th, 2008|12:23 am]
Ciar McCloy
[Current Mood |workingworking]

*walks with Noel, heading back to check in with Michael and Tawnie*

*suddenly stops*

*sways a little*


*shakes his head*

*sways again*


*pauses, nods carefully when Noel asks if he's okay*

Aye... aye, 'm grand, sure. Just... someb'dy walkin' on m'grave.


*shakes his head once more as the dizzy/slightly sick feeling ebbs away, ignoring the slight twinges of a faint headache*

No, really. 'M fine.

*keeps walking*
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(no subject) [Jul. 7th, 2008|09:06 pm]
Ciar McCloy
[Current Mood |cheerfulcheerful]


Took a wee bit longer'n I thought 't would.

(Hurt a bit more'n I thought 't would, too. Shush!)

Not sure just what Sean's put in't - he said, but I don't mind't all. All good, but. At least I think so. Heh.

'S cool, aye. 'M pleased with't.

'M goin' t'see what Elaine thinks on't, now.

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(no subject) [Jun. 20th, 2008|12:32 pm]
Ciar McCloy
[Current Mood |workingworking]

*checks the time*

Jesus... already?

Should go'n' see how Aid's doin'. I know Noah's okay since th'twins're here, and they'd be home with Dan if he's bad. I'm guessin' Tawnie's come through like normal, 's well since Marti's not said anythin' different an' she's helpin' 'Liz'beth with'r. So all's good on th'work front. Grand.

Should really see how Sean's doin', too. Haven't seen much've him since th'party, an' what I did see was mainly Sufferin'.


Not like he doesn't deserve it, but. I mind when I's younger, somebody said the Sidhe took Sean an' left us with a changeling.

Somehow doesn't seem s'far fetched as it did.
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(no subject) [Jun. 5th, 2008|02:39 pm]
Ciar McCloy
[Current Mood |worriedworried]

*getting ready to go into work*

*yawns, pulls on a shirt*

Need sleep. Need a LOT've sleep.

Need t'stop thinkin' on Elaine an' Sean s'much, then maybe I'll get some sleep, sure.

'S a shame. Saturday's great, workin' with Aid an' Da. Had a brilliant time, aye. All've this crap over th'party, but... 's sure taken th'shine from't.

An' I'm tryin' t'blame Sean - after all, 's normally down t'him. I can't, but. Not this time. At least, not completely.

Doesn't stop me wantin' t'kick's arse.

*hears Gibbo throwing his food dish around the kitchen*

Aye, 'm comin', big man. Y'll get y'r food b'fore I go.

*fastens his pants and goes to rescue the dish from canine abuse*
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