Emma Swan
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Post by Emma Swan on May 10, 2013 6:25:12 GMT -5
"Not the warmest... but the safest." She corrected, then added under her breath: "For EVERYONE..."
She opened the car door only to see Hook fall out with a few loud curses... or what she thought was curses... She wrinkled her nose in disgust at first, thinking he was throwing a tantrum just to be difficult... then she saw he was clutching his chest. She crouched low beside him, hand poised over her holster.
"Hook...?"
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Post by Count Dracula/Vlad Lugosi on May 10, 2013 6:37:10 GMT -5
Vlad's head reared up. This body felt so strange... all of its puny proportions were off compared to his warrior's build. Anger was building up inside of him. He saw a flash of golden hair... and for an instant he thought that maybe his love had made it over to this strange world as well. But the woman's face was all wrong.
He seized her by the hair. "What is this place? Did the witch bring us here?" She looked at him wary... and confused. She was not understanding him. He closed his eyes, searching through the pirate's thoughts and dialects for what he needed.
"Where... am I..." He finally said, slowly, this dialect so strange and harsh compared to his own language. He blinked at his surroundings. Not fearful... the man didn't feel fear... but anger.. angry that he was taken away from his Elisa so deceptively.
The Pirate only had fragments as to WHY he was taken... but it had something to do with his body... which must still be around... He searched through this 'Hook's' memories, conjuring up images of Dracula. He wanted to vomit as he saw the things that this creature with his face did in every memory. That was the sort of creature that he had hunted and slayed during his lifetime...
To know that he had BECOME one... no... he hadn't. Elisa had saved his soul in time. As damaged as it was...
"SPEAK WOMAN." He hissed at her, tightening his grip, holding up the hook to her throat.
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Post by Emma Swan on May 10, 2013 6:50:38 GMT -5
Emma should have taken the the gun out and put it to use... it only made sense..
...But as dangerous as Hook could be, and he couldn't be trusted... AT ALL... this was NOT Hook. Wasn't his style. Especially in how he treated woman. He was sweetly an ass, always hoping to get some, and if not, no big loss. This man before her was angry, didn't CARE about tact with a woman... he was more dangerous in his angry state...
So she had to alleviate that for the moment... which seemed hard to do with that sharp hook up to her throat. She look her hand away from her gun, putting it in the air with her other, to show she was defenseless. Emma had encountered a few multiple personalities in others before, being in the system. It was heart wrenching. She had sympathies for people being born that way... just like she couldn't help turning out the way she did because of living without-.... okay Swan... this is HOOK we're talking about. Just calm down, and don't project your own problems upon him...
"You're in Storybrooke, Maine, remember Hook?" He seemed to sneer at that name. She backtracked. "...What's your name?" She spoke with her eyes understanding, a warm smile on her face.
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Post by Count Dracula/Vlad Lugosi on May 10, 2013 6:58:34 GMT -5
He stopped looking about at his surroundings and got in her face. "I do not need to answer to you, wench." He eyed her in her 'mens' clothes and how obscene they looked on her. Perhaps if the circumstances were different, he might have taken a moment to appreciate the look... though he had long given up on taking women whenever he wanted.... since he married Elisabeth.
"WHERE is the witch? SEND ME BACK!" He demanded. Grip on her hair getting painful.
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Post by Emma Swan on May 10, 2013 7:03:36 GMT -5
Definitely NOT Hook. Emma grunted against his grasp.
This was NOT going according to plan. He had her pinned against the edge of the open car door frame. So she hit the arm with the hook away from her self, giving her enough time to reach behind her into the glove compartment to retrieve her unused taser.
Ever since she had been abducted by Jefferson, she decided that she needed one on hand. For those cases to put the threat down but not KILL them. THIS was one of those cases.
She finally had it in her hand, but the hook was poised in the air, ready to strike her down.
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Post by Captain Killian 'Hook' Jones on May 10, 2013 15:05:31 GMT -5
It was like watching a horror movie, only actually having your fate decided by an end you couldn't control- Hook was inwardly screaming at this soul- this wouldn't solve anything! Emma wouldn't kill him, not unless she had too, she'd made that clear, and he doubted whatever was in her hand it wasn't as lethal as a gun.
Vlad would accomplish nothing by trying to kill Emma, but this soul was as stubborn as Hook himself, and just as persistent.
The hook came down against Emma's shoulder- it would have landed in her chest had she not been so quick- and before Hook knew what happened a volt of pure energy hit him- pain like he'd never experienced before- and he fell to the ground twitching.
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Post by Emma Swan on May 10, 2013 20:31:23 GMT -5
Luckily her movement made the contact with the hook only a graze... MIRACULOUSLY. She still let out a yell as she jammed the taser into his gut to get him good.
In a moment he was on the ground, twitching uncontrollably, while she leaned heavily against her car...heart pounding. "You crazy son of a bitch..." She breathed, losing all sympathy for Hook. She shook herself out of her frozen state and set about dragging him into the building and into a cell, keeping the taser handy.
Only once she heard the clank of the iron gate locking to his cell did she relax. There was some vodka in the office, confiscated from Leroy...now would be a good time to get into that. She took her jacket off, draping it over the sitting couch and inspected the damage to her shoulder as she unlocked her office.
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Post by Captain Killian 'Hook' Jones on May 10, 2013 20:43:41 GMT -5
Hook groaned as he curled up on the cot in the little cell, holding his knees to his tender stomach. Vlad had receded to the back of his mind, angry, but perhaps slightly humiliated at such a miserable defeat- even if it wasn't his body the warrior had something of an ego.
He must have passed for a good hour or so, but it wasn't like he could tell, he managed to pull himself up to see Emma behind her desk," You know, when someone says they have an 'electric personality'... they usually aren't using the term in such a literal sense...."
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Post by Emma Swan on May 10, 2013 20:50:04 GMT -5
"Yeah... well to tell you the truth, it coulda ended with a BANG to your career as a pirate..." She said, getting up from her desk, coming over to the couch. She had her drink in one hand, his hook in the other. "...and to being ALIVE, for that matter." Awful pun, but his weren't stellar either... plus... the vodka was taking effect.
"Do you mind explaining what the hell that was about?" She said, meeting his eyes, blonde brow arched. "Stabbing each other in the back is more our style, isn't it? The frontal approach threw me for a loop." She brought the tumbler to her lips.
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Post by Captain Killian 'Hook' Jones on May 10, 2013 20:57:59 GMT -5
"Oh, I wouldn't mind if things ended in a good 'bang'..." He smirked eyeing the way she held his hook, almost seductively in his fried state of mind, and pulled himself up a bit more to be leaning against the wall.
"I.... well, it's complicated," He sighed," I've been in contact with a... an old flame of mine, she needed me to hold something for her- normally this isn't the kind of thing I'd do for a woman like her... but she has leverage"
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Post by Emma Swan on May 10, 2013 22:49:32 GMT -5
"Just cut to the chase please..." Swan said curtly. "I know when a person is beating around the bush... and you, sir, are about to get a restraining order from that bush." Again... horrible. But who really gave a crap? "What kinda deal makes you become a COMPLETE ass...or at least MORE of one than before... and speak... what was that, Greek?"
Emma shook her head, looking at her drink before taking another sip. "Freaking... possessed crap right there..." She huffed.
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Post by Captain Killian 'Hook' Jones on May 10, 2013 22:57:29 GMT -5
He couldn't help but let out a small chuckle, hearing her speak of her 'bush'. Vlad was practically vomiting from Hook's vile, perverse thoughts.
"The kind of deal where I have no other outs then to simply give in...." Emma may be drunk, but she was persistant, eventually she would come to find what he'd done and he was sure this double soul issue would come up again in his time with her,"..... She's.... found a way to bring back souls from the afterlife"
He let that sink in," She was looking for a... specific soul, the one I have now, but she couldn't get close enough to him, but using my charm and wit I could.... I agreed to harbor the soul so she'd release the one she found previous to this one..."
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Post by Emma Swan on May 10, 2013 23:16:22 GMT -5
Emma halted in drinking. Did she hear that right? Maybe she had TOO MUCH to drink? Emma closed her eyes to sort out what he had said.
"Souls... from the afterlife?" She wanted to call him out on this bullshit... but from what she saw... and given that ANYTHING is possible in this town will all the magic users..
Oh Gosh. "So... your old flame... Regina, I assume?" Sounded like something she would do, though tampering with souls seemed like a whole new level of low to add to her credit. God, she had to get Henry FAR AWAY from that woman. The whole idea made her want to vomit...or maybe it was the cheap vodka. "Okay... so who did she want you to bring back?... And whose is the 'leverage'? Acquaintance of yours?"
She saw his expression... it was the same he had when he had spoken of his true love back in the other world... off-limits topic. She backed off. "Okay...SHE'S the leverage. So who is Mr. Bronze but Little Brains?"
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Post by Captain Killian 'Hook' Jones on May 10, 2013 23:25:51 GMT -5
"no, no, no,..... not Regina," Though he was NOT opposed to the idea.... he rarely was, but Regina, as dark as her heart is, she doesn't offer it to the first pretty face she sees.... and from what Cora told him, she had her reasons," Maleficent actually- don't make that face, she's far more charming in the backseat of her car"
"I don't suppose your familiar with Vlad the Impaler? Well, as it turns out he's somewhat of an interest to her, though it's difficult to say why... I have my theories, and the way she denied them tonight, I think I'm right," he shrugged," But I digress, what it comes down to is she became upset with me, threw me out of her car before she could transfer the soul to her living corpse, and now I'm here trying to maintain a second soul"
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Post by Emma Swan on May 10, 2013 23:50:01 GMT -5
One mention of the backseat and Emma held up a hand to halt him in his explanation. "Ew... okay. Dragon lady: got it." HOW she had survived a SWORD PENETRATION THROUGH THE HEART, Emma would never know. Well...MAGIC... blah blah blah...
Emma slightly sobered up at 'Vlad the Impaler'. "DRACULA?" Emma asked, incredulous. "You're helping out DRACULA??? Yeah... I'm only TO FAMILIAR with his work." Now she was mad. This was just another reminder of the piece of crap Hook was. He didn't care if the repercussions were more devastating then the loss of leverage... though if someone held her parents captive... or Henry...
No... she wouldn't think about that. EVERYONE was in danger with that maniac on the loose. She had a little more coldness in her tone, as she set her glass down. "Alright, so you thought there wouldn't be ANY consequences to helping the devil with his little soul search, huh? Well, if he wants it... it can't be good. You don't care about that, however, because your true love is at stake... even if your stunt puts the lives of EVERYONE in danger... including my son's."
She walked up to the bars. "You know what this is?" Emma asked, gesturing to Hook in his cell. "KARMA. Enjoy it. You've brought it upon yourself." She got up, headed back to her office to retrieve her coat. Before she left she fished out the invisible chalk she had in there; she made sure she always had it on hand in a pinch. She set about marking outside of his cell to make sure that Maleficent, if she had a change of heart, wouldn't be able to get at Hook.
"I'm going home. You're nothing but a liability, Hook... and you don't even care. I thought..." She stopped herself, shaking her head and sighing. "I'll be back tomorrow."
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