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A clarification: Conor goes after the man who entered his shop not the almighty boss of the italian mob.
Here's my idea:
Conor told Sheenan that day that he's bringing Ashling with him to the bar that night. In the end he ditches the meeting and decides to go berserk on the Ciprianos?!
In the mean time Ashling meets Sheenan and everyone else. Maybe she's concerned with Conor and they go looking for him, maybe not.
Conor told Sheenan that day that he's bringing Ashling with him to the bar that night. In the end he ditches the meeting and decides to go berserk on the Ciprianos?!
In the mean time Ashling meets Sheenan and everyone else. Maybe she's concerned with Conor and they go looking for him, maybe not.
Conor turned the key, switching off the engine. It was quiet - too quiet. Usually, this time of night he would hang out in Fiddler's Green, making fun of everything with his sarcastic jokes. His current situation didn't amuse him. He was waiting in the darkness, tenser than he had been in a long time. Waiting like this, watching his shop at night, brought to his head memories of his service. Most of it he spent alone in guard posts peering through a target - sometimes for days in a row.
Earlier that day he told Ashling to meet him at Fiddler's Green so he could introduce her to Sheenan. He even called Sheenan and told him she was coming. In the end though he decided to do things his own way. It might have been a foolish decision but Conor preferred to go with his gut than with an advice of an unproven college dropout.
It was around midnight when he saw a black car approaching. It parked near his shop and a man came out.
Not yet. Conor told himself. Not yet...
After a few failed attempts the man kicked the door open and entered the shop.
Not yet.
Sounds of breaking cages and screaming animals started to come out of the shop.
Now!
Conor got out of the car taking with him his shotgun. He walked towards the black car while the ruckus at the shop continued. He reached the drive's side window, still unseen by any of the assailants. He knocked on the window to draw the driver's attention. The driver turned his head to find himself peering into a barrel of a shotgun. Conor fired.
The man who went inside the shop must have heard the shot since the noise ceased. Conor hurried and crawled into the backseat of the car. The man opened the passenger side door and saw that the driver was shot. Panicked, he rushed to the driver's side, pulled the body out of the car and took his place. Right after he shut the door, Conor loaded his shotgun. Upon turning around in his seat, the man discovered Conor with his loaded shotgun aimed at his head. He shrieked with terror.
"ah ah ah, turn around and shut yar trap" Conor talked so softly it was almost whispered.
The terrified man, did Conor's bidding and turned his head to face the front window of the car.
"Do you wanna die?"
The man didn't make sound.
"Good, so here's what's gonna happen: ya're gonna drive me to the man who sent you here. Then you're gonna get outside and tell him Conor O'Connor, the man from the pet store, had come to see him - that's me. Got it?"
The man was silent.
"Ya're a fish eh?... I hope fish know how to drive, cause it's either that or i'm returning ya to the river mate"
Earlier that day he told Ashling to meet him at Fiddler's Green so he could introduce her to Sheenan. He even called Sheenan and told him she was coming. In the end though he decided to do things his own way. It might have been a foolish decision but Conor preferred to go with his gut than with an advice of an unproven college dropout.
It was around midnight when he saw a black car approaching. It parked near his shop and a man came out.
Not yet. Conor told himself. Not yet...
After a few failed attempts the man kicked the door open and entered the shop.
Not yet.
Sounds of breaking cages and screaming animals started to come out of the shop.
Now!
Conor got out of the car taking with him his shotgun. He walked towards the black car while the ruckus at the shop continued. He reached the drive's side window, still unseen by any of the assailants. He knocked on the window to draw the driver's attention. The driver turned his head to find himself peering into a barrel of a shotgun. Conor fired.
The man who went inside the shop must have heard the shot since the noise ceased. Conor hurried and crawled into the backseat of the car. The man opened the passenger side door and saw that the driver was shot. Panicked, he rushed to the driver's side, pulled the body out of the car and took his place. Right after he shut the door, Conor loaded his shotgun. Upon turning around in his seat, the man discovered Conor with his loaded shotgun aimed at his head. He shrieked with terror.
"ah ah ah, turn around and shut yar trap" Conor talked so softly it was almost whispered.
The terrified man, did Conor's bidding and turned his head to face the front window of the car.
"Do you wanna die?"
The man didn't make sound.
"Good, so here's what's gonna happen: ya're gonna drive me to the man who sent you here. Then you're gonna get outside and tell him Conor O'Connor, the man from the pet store, had come to see him - that's me. Got it?"
The man was silent.
"Ya're a fish eh?... I hope fish know how to drive, cause it's either that or i'm returning ya to the river mate"
teapotshark, you've given me an idea to send Conor on a self destruction plot arc battling the Ciprianos... (maybe he'll steal from them and kill some of them even before he dies)
...then have his nephew come out of jail and take revenge.
probably too much though...
...then have his nephew come out of jail and take revenge.
probably too much though...
Slint, 
Ashling & Conor - Morning phone conversation
"no problem, i'm just taking out the trash." Conor smiled cynically towards the man in the suit "see you later... oh and Ashling?"
"yeah?"
"i need to talk to you 'bout something"
"is it Jeff? 'cause if it is i told ya a gazillion times already. there's no way he has cancer! plus i-"
"-no it's not that but it's not for the phone either. bring some tea with ya and will talk when ya're here? "
"no problem grandpa. see ya later then, bye"
Ashling hung up. "do you know who i am?" The man in the suit gained some courage all of a sudden
"doesn't matter, off you go or you're a dead man" Conor replied unimpressed gesturing with the shotgun towards the door.
"you just made a terrible mistake" the man in the suit started to walk backwards with his hands still lifted in the air.
"yeah i know" Mumbled Conor to himself as he saw the man exiting the store. Maybe Ashling would know what to do. he thought, She works in the field. Maybe she knows a thing or two about these types of situations
"no problem, i'm just taking out the trash." Conor smiled cynically towards the man in the suit "see you later... oh and Ashling?"
"yeah?"
"i need to talk to you 'bout something"
"is it Jeff? 'cause if it is i told ya a gazillion times already. there's no way he has cancer! plus i-"
"-no it's not that but it's not for the phone either. bring some tea with ya and will talk when ya're here? "
"no problem grandpa. see ya later then, bye"
Ashling hung up. "do you know who i am?" The man in the suit gained some courage all of a sudden
"doesn't matter, off you go or you're a dead man" Conor replied unimpressed gesturing with the shotgun towards the door.
"you just made a terrible mistake" the man in the suit started to walk backwards with his hands still lifted in the air.
"yeah i know" Mumbled Conor to himself as he saw the man exiting the store. Maybe Ashling would know what to do. he thought, She works in the field. Maybe she knows a thing or two about these types of situations
Conor has no reason to interfere with the guy anymore.He wouldn't even mind leaving the body on the pavement as he wasn't the one who killed him.
It's pretty closed-ended from here.
It's pretty closed-ended from here.
As was written in the covenant: "...let the next poster decide...".
That being said:
You could let some final task (like "throw it in the river") be delegated to Conor. Then upon being given chance to fuck things up. He does exactly that.
That being said:
You could let some final task (like "throw it in the river") be delegated to Conor. Then upon being given chance to fuck things up. He does exactly that.
My first idea was that only Conor doesn't remember that night because he partied too hard and drank too much
stretching it further a bit - maybe max told him how to get rid of the body but he forgot to do it and just left him in the basement. Then when Ashling comes by it becomes her problem as well...
Conor is like the total screw up you wouldn't want to screw with.
stretching it further a bit - maybe max told him how to get rid of the body but he forgot to do it and just left him in the basement. Then when Ashling comes by it becomes her problem as well...
Conor is like the total screw up you wouldn't want to screw with.
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