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Post by Ariel on Feb 27, 2013 21:30:04 GMT -5
Ariel looked over at Jefferson, he had talked to her about Alice. Ariel knew how painful it was for him to talk about her.
She reached over and touched his hand under the table surprised when he grabbed it and squeezed. She looked at him for a moment and give him a smile meant only for him.
"Oh well I actually sing a lot of different music but the band does a lot of 50's music I guess it really helps me to learn about this words music there's so much of it."
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Post by Sally Fitch/Clever Else on Feb 27, 2013 21:43:31 GMT -5
"That's wonderful, Ariel. In fact, I think I have some Frank Sinatra out in the living room. Why don't I put some on?" She got up, yet again, to go about doing another task, her plate untouched. She spun on her heel and faced the group before she continued on into the living room. "Why don't we all go around the table and share a story from our time in the other world? A HAPPY one...JEFF, let's start with you."
She hurried out into the living room to put on some Sinatra, for some mood music, and came back to her seat.
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Post by "Mad" Hatter/Jefferson March on Feb 27, 2013 21:57:56 GMT -5
Jefferson obliged Else and passed the food she asked for. He filled his own plate as well. "I'm not sad Miss Else, I'm simply showing Hook that he isn't the only one who can drink like - a pirate." He gave Hook a smirk at his own quip then. As if to say: 'bring it on, Tough Guy!
"A happy memory, hmm? Well I do remember the day grace and I met Holly. Or rather Thumbelina, as she was known there..."
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Post by Simple Hans/Fletcher Fitch on Feb 27, 2013 22:14:57 GMT -5
This sounded like it was going to be a long story.
Hans gave up on his little glass and seized the bottle he had opened. He took a few large gulps of the stuff, taking a large amount of bottle. That got a slight raised eyebrow of praise from Hook. The pirate raised his bottle again.
Aw, like HELL that pirate was going to finish his bottle before Hans. It was Hans' house, damnit. He raised the bottle to his lips again.
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Post by Captain Killian 'Hook' Jones on Feb 28, 2013 12:14:35 GMT -5
"Thank you, Love," Hook smiled as he accepted another bottle eagerly,"Damn fine music if I may say. The lass has an incredible voice, no doubt it comes from her mermaid back ground"
The other night he had heard her sing with a band by the docks, but the first time he'd heard her sing he'd could've drowned. He smiled at Ariel hoping she would accept his genuine compliment.
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Post by "Mad" Hatter/Jefferson March on Feb 28, 2013 13:23:29 GMT -5
Jefferson gave Hook a Glare. No one appeared interested in his story so he stopped, taking another giant swig of his own bottle. "Miss Else, I must say you're a delightful cook! I would like to try some of the alternative-to-meat dish you have there?" The thought of no meat didn't bother him. After all, in the Old World, that was how he and Grace pretty much lived. Sure, the had chickens occasionally, when expenses could afford such luxury, but most of the time they ate what the Forest offered.
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Post by Ariel on Feb 28, 2013 14:31:16 GMT -5
Ariel looked over at Hook for a moment and smiled.
"Yes, actually all mermaids can sing maybe not all for the best reasons. It's a defense thing, actually mermaids can cause sailors to drown themselves or even a whole crew. It never happens where I am from but other kingdoms practiced it quite often." She looked around and this probably wasn't the best topic. She got silent and took a bite of the lasagna it was wonderful.
"Else this is amazing." Ariel told her fully focused on her food.
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Post by Sally Fitch/Clever Else on Feb 28, 2013 15:13:12 GMT -5
Else beamed. Remembering that she had food on her neglected plate as well, she started picking at it. She had been listening to Jefferson's story, but he seemed to stop. Ariel had food in her mouth at the moment...
"Captain Jones," the once queen called. "Perhaps YOU have a happy memory to share with us. No doubt full of intrigue and adventure, being the sailor that you are..." She brought her water to her lips.
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Post by Simple Hans/Fletcher Fitch on Feb 28, 2013 18:09:56 GMT -5
Hans was working on his second hefty portion of Else's lasagna and polishing off his first wine bottle. Else clutched at his arm, worried that he was drinking FAR to fast...
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Post by Captain Killian 'Hook' Jones on Feb 28, 2013 20:25:08 GMT -5
Hook slid the meat-filled lasagna out from under Hans and served himself a plateful,"Well.... I suppose I have one from when I was trapped on an island, a certain mermaid came to my rescue- had she not been there I wouldn't be sitting here with you today,"
He winked at Ariel and took a forkful of Lasagna," My ship went down off the coast of speck of land and Ariel took care of me while I was without a means home"
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Post by Ariel on Feb 28, 2013 21:09:26 GMT -5
Ariel raised her eyes when she heard Hook speak.
Really your going to tell this story?
She laughed. "Yes, I saved you from the middle of the ocean and brought you to that Island. I seem to recall you being less then pleased. So lets tell them the real story shall we? Remember how you tried to trick me into helping you? How you almost got yourself killed?" Ariel wasn't about to let him spin this story in his favor.
No in fact she hated this story because it still hurt even after all these years. She covered it by taking another bite of food.
"I guess in the end I came through but you did come awfully close to being eaten by a dragon." Ariel told them.
That's it she needed wine for the rest of this dinner and thankfully she was offered a glass earlier she took a long drink.
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Post by Sally Fitch/Clever Else on Feb 28, 2013 21:53:55 GMT -5
Else sipped from her water, brows furrowed. This was not going well. Why of ALL stories would he choose something that would elicit such emotion out of Ariel??? And with Jefferson... to hear something about THEM... TOGETHER. It was just SALT to the wound, now wasn't it.
But it was Hook after all. Could she have expected anything less?
Else turned to Hans sharply, struggling to maintain a chipper tone. "Husband! How about you tell about the time that you slayed the Ogre Tyrant?" She turned to the others. "Even I have never heard it... not completely. You see... Hans was... DIFFERENT, in the other world. Unable to speak in large eloquent sentences, but NOW... how about the author tell us, in detail, how the mighty Hans defeated the beast?" She gave him an encouraging glance.
...He was shaking his head.
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Post by Simple Hans/Fletcher Fitch on Feb 28, 2013 21:56:55 GMT -5
"I don't want to tell that story, Else." He shook his head no, seizing another bottle.
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Post by Sally Fitch/Clever Else on Feb 28, 2013 21:59:44 GMT -5
"Oh, don't be so shy, Hans." Else encouraged, desperate to get him talking... to relieve the tension. She turned to the others. "He engaged in a fierce battle with the Ogre Sorcerer, and the people were SO grateful that they made him King of their land." She said proudly. She turned back to her husband. "Please tell it..."
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Post by Simple Hans/Fletcher Fitch on Feb 28, 2013 22:08:02 GMT -5
"IT NEVER HAPPENED, ELSE." His tone got everyone's attention, even of his startled wife. "It.. it didn't happen that way. I could never SLAY anything. Hell, I didn't even have enough smarts to put my clothes on correctly..." He took swig from his newly opened bottle. Everyone was still looking at him. He sighed. "It was... Puss... my cat. She tricked him into turning into something as small as a mouse, to display his awesome power, and she... ATE him. And then she told the kingdom that I had slayed the Ogre... and before I even REALIZED what was going on, a crown was being placed on my head."
His cheeks were flushed with embarrassment. "And then Rumpelstiltskin bartered you off to marry me... a phoney King... a liar... and idiot." He looked at the bottle in his hand. "And you deserved better." He couldn't help but glance at Killian: the man of adventure, wit, and apparent favorite of the ladies... Else had deserved someone that could make her swoon.
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