Galen Christopher Cleirigh (![]() ![]() @ 2014-05-13 22:06:00 |
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Entry tags: | francesca rollins, galen cleirigh, grace rollins, in progress, parker davies, private, quinn cleirigh, seamus cleirigh |
Date: May 10th, 2014
Time: Noon - TBD
Location: Cleirigh & Sons Auto Repairs
Characters: Galen Cleirigh, Quinn Cleirigh, Seamus Cleirigh, Raleigh Harper, Grace Rollins, Francesca Rollins, Parker Davies
Description: A pack and club get together. Food, drinks, smoking, talking and some club planning.
Status: Private, TBC
Rating: TBD
Galen had called the guys into the clubhouse for a short meeting. Their first package would be arriving in exactly a week and they needed to be prepared for the transport, first to the garage, the half way point, and then on to the small cabin that Quinn had found and purchased almost four months ago -- where the pieces of the weapons coming in would be assembled before delivery. There wasn't much to be discussed because they all knew their role in the movement of the guns but he didn't want anything to go wrong -- he wanted to make sure that their first drop off went off perfectly to set the standard. He knew that the could count on his brothers, and with Seamus back from Ireland (back from arranging this new drop off point) would make things run smoother -- he'd been worried that Seamus might not have been back in time since he had to stop in through Boston first, their father wanting to speak to him about what he'd seen and heard while on the other side of the Atlantic.
The gavel beat against the sounding block and the guys dispersed, Galen being the last to leave the room after sharing a word with Seamus about their contact on the ship coming in. It wasn't anything important, it was more character questions than anything else.
But, everyone went their separate ways in the clubhouse. Galen passed by Chessa, at the billiard table, and loosely wrapped an arm around her waste, "bring me a beer, sweetheart?" He asked with a charming smile on his lips before continuing over to the couch where Raleigh sat with Aiden. His shoulder fell against the support beam of the enclave where the couches were set up adjacent to the pool table. "Still haven't found a nanny you like yet? I thought you were seeing one today?"