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Post by Captain Killian 'Hook' Jones on Feb 12, 2013 19:07:39 GMT -5
"Yes, but I always thought the hand cuffs would be on you, Love" He grinned," though I also thought you might be more into silk scarves than metal cuffs"
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Post by Sally Fitch/Clever Else on Feb 12, 2013 19:10:49 GMT -5
"Yes...yes I thought it was getting a little too serious there for a moment." Else said flatly, though CLEARLY grinning as she tried to fan at her eyes. "Thank you for that..."
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Post by Simple Hans/Fletcher Fitch on Feb 12, 2013 19:12:53 GMT -5
"Else?" Hans called from the doorway. His muscular form leaned against the narrow door frame. "Are you about ready?" He eyed Hook suspiciously. This guy was in here because he was hit by a CAR after SHOOTING a girl, after all.
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Post by Captain Killian 'Hook' Jones on Feb 12, 2013 19:15:20 GMT -5
"You're Welcome.... though if you ever really want to show your gratitude, come find me when I'm a little less tied up hmm? Oh, and there's tissue on the table love...."he smiled, a little more genuinely and without the usual lustful connotation.
He hadn't notice Hans till he came in,"Ah, you must be... Else's dear Husband"
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Post by Sally Fitch/Clever Else on Feb 12, 2013 19:25:03 GMT -5
Else stood up. "Ah yes, Hans... this is Captain Killian Jones. He's the pirate who came to my aid in Neverland."
Hans gave her a look that clearly conveyed that he wanted her to leave with him... and then he noticed her face, that she had been crying. He quickly went up to her, putting his hands on her face, glaring at Hook, who he THOUGHT was the culprit.
"I'm fine... just please... let me say goodbye." Else requested.
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Post by Simple Hans/Fletcher Fitch on Feb 12, 2013 19:27:40 GMT -5
"Alright." He didn't like it. ANY OF IT...
But Else wouldn't be his if he thought for one instant that he could make her do his bidding...
"I'll be right outside." He gave the bedded pirate a curt nod and went out the door.
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Post by Captain Killian 'Hook' Jones on Feb 12, 2013 19:33:46 GMT -5
Who put a stick up his ass?
Hook watched him leave then returned his gaze to Else," There's something else I want to tell you.... on my ship, I think I have something that'll... that'll help you and your child..."
He looked at her seriously now he remembered what she had said about her not being able to bring children into this world and the water from the lake should be able to heal her,"there's a flask in my quarters, beside my bed, drink the contents"
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Post by Sally Fitch/Clever Else on Feb 12, 2013 19:54:30 GMT -5
Else listened to Hook in stunned silence. She slowly crossed her arms, hugging herself.
"Killian... if this is a joke..." she couldn't even finish the thought; how cruel. But his expression...it was honest, and bitterly encouraging. Her eyes widened. "...is this... for real??? HOW???"
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Post by Captain Killian 'Hook' Jones on Feb 12, 2013 20:01:34 GMT -5
"Theres a lake... back home, and the water has magic healing properties of some sort, it helped us resurrect a magic bean- but there should be enough for you.... Else, this is something I could never lie to you about...."
Hook sighed,"but... when I do get out of here, I'd like to see you again...." he said this again without any lustful note, and he was sure even if she'd say yes she wouldn't come
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Post by Sally Fitch/Clever Else on Feb 12, 2013 21:40:28 GMT -5
The lake? But there was only one in all the land... it had dried up, she saw for herself...
But had he brought some back? Somehow??? He seemed convinced he had. Else was trying not to get over-excited... what if it was another dead end?... but she couldn't HELP but feel hopeful.
"OF COURSE, Killian." Else replied. "...You're my friend." She leaned down and kissed his forehead. "TRY not to get into much more trouble, Captain Jones."
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Post by Captain Killian 'Hook' Jones on Feb 12, 2013 21:46:23 GMT -5
She was going to come back.... Hook smiled," I'll see you soon Else.... take care"
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Post by Sally Fitch/Clever Else on Feb 13, 2013 10:40:16 GMT -5
Later that night, after Hans had drifted off to sleep, Else got out of bed and put on her shoes and a jacket over her night tank-top. She threw her hair in a sloppy ponytail and grabbed a flashlight.
On the car ride over to the docks, she KNEW that she should have told Hans about the alleged healing water. But something inside prevented her. She was beginning to feel that ever since the curse came to an end, their marriage was being held together out of sense of duty or guilt... she didn't want that. Neither for her... nor for Hans. Even if it meant that their child wouldn't grow up with two parents.
IF their child grew up... she kept reminding herself. She shouldn't get TOO hopeful... but her hands gripped the steering wheel anxiously nonetheless.
She pulled into the parking lot and proceeded down the docks by foot. It was pretty vacated this late, so this would be easy. Else finally reached the place that the ship should be... but there was nothing there. She looked around in bewilderment. Did she have it right? Yes, of course she did.
'Take a leap of faith, love.' she could almost hear Hook say. Dear gods... it was troubling enough that he was rubbing off on her... she didn't need her own little Killian running off his mouth in HER head...
But she put her hands out... only too hit something solid... something large, solid,... and invisible. She felt her way around until she found the ramp entrance, nearly stumbling up it. 'Worse then Wonder Woman's invisible jet...' Else thought to herself.
Once aboard she could see everything on the deck, clear as day. She wasted no time. she turned on her flashlight and headed straight to the Captain's Cabin. She let the door creak open and stepped in. It smelled of a man's natural musk... VERY potent... but not unpleasant. Perhaps some faint cologne and sea salt thrown in the mix as well.
She made her way around the room... gods it was a pig-stye. So different from Fletcher... Hans. But, Else supposed, when you're out adventuring, shooting girls...in more ways then one... and getting yourself entwined in all manner of mischief.... leaves very little time for house cleaning.
Else needed to focus.
She spotted a flask atop of an ornate bedside stand with naked mermaids for legs. She grabbed the container, hands shaking. There was hardly anything in it... she unlatched the top, praying for courage, and took a swig.
And then spit out the contents IMMEDIATELY. Choking, she fell to his bed, gasping for air between violent coughs. How the Pirate's liver was NOT a GOOEY PILE OF BLACK TAR after drinking that.... that SWILL on a regular basis, Else would never know. He was a wonder to the modern medical world...
'I always knew I'd have you upon my bed... gasping and shuddering for breath...' Oh SHUT UP, inner Hook!
Else then proceeded to roll off the bed quickly; who KNOWS what foul activities have gone on in THERE. She then saw that the little vulgar night stand had a drawer. Frowning, and clutching her throat, she opened the small drawer. There was a smaller, less ornate flask. Cautiously she raised it to inspect it, gave it a sniff test... and then noticed the small parchment that had been tucked beneath it.
Her name was written upon it, in detailed calligraphy and slightly messy ink. Had he seriously thought of her once he had the water? She picked up the parchment with her other hand. It was a note. She held it for a moment... and then put it in her jacket pocket. She then lifted the flask to her lips; one sip was all it would take.
She took it. A cool wave sifted through her... and it felt like light was shone in a place that had been in the hopeless dark for so long. Else stumbled back...a tear of joy escaping the corner of her left eye. This was really happening...
Else re-latched the flask and put it back in it's place. She found her way out of the ship and made her way back to her car... smiling broadly, glowing inside.
That night, for the first time in close to 31 years, she slept peacefully. Without a dream about graves or little skeletons in her arms.
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