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Post by Sally Fitch/Clever Else on Jul 2, 2013 10:57:25 GMT -5
Else looked in the mirror, after having laced her boots up. She had kahki shorts and a dark green v-neck t-shirt on, for it was getting hot out now that summer was finally starting. She put her hair back in a low ponytail. Satisfied with her appearance, she made her way down the stairs and went straight to the babies, who were set up on a blanket.
Hans was in the kitchen, preparing the baby bottles and making toast, one of the few things he COULD make. Hook was bouncing little Killian on his knee, his jacket shed off and draped across the couch. It was obvious that the pirate had a favorite...though he lavished just as much attention on Klaire too. Else smiled, scooping up Klaire.
Else felt GREAT. Better then she had since she got home. After keeping up with all her exercises, she felt strong enough to take on anything. So she decided to do some pressing errands. Something she had been thinking about all those months in the hospital, when she was still too weak.
She kissed both of her children, even though she had showered them with numerous kisses and affection before the sitter had arrived. She looked up at the pirate.
"Thank you again, Captain Jones," Else said. "Ariel's unavailable and Hans has to work. I feel strong, but I don't want to push taking them both out on my own in case something happens. This is my first venture out to the grocery store since... dear gods... I can't even remember the last time. Since before you came back from New York!" She placed Ian back on the Captain's lap. "Thank you. Truly."
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Post by Captain Killian 'Hook' Jones on Jul 2, 2013 21:54:40 GMT -5
"It's my pleasure, Love," He grinned back- Hook had been overjoyed to hear that Else was finally home and well. He ACTUALLY stopped by on his own time, and even without Ariel he seemed to do well with the children. In fact he surprised himself with how good he was at it.
"Just take your time and be careful," The Captain cradled baby Ian in his arms," We'll be fine right here, maybe I'll even give Ian his first lesson in sword play" He winked
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Post by Sally Fitch/Clever Else on Jul 3, 2013 8:57:26 GMT -5
"Har har har..." Else responded flatly, though she had a slight smirk. "Just keep him away from the pillaging action, please..." She made her way through the dining area to the kitchen. Hans was spreading jam on her toast as if he were defusing a bomb. She quietly walked up behind him and slid her arms around his waist. His head reared up, startled, but then he leaned into the embrace.
"That looks delicious, Hans." She complimented, not really looking at the toast. She breathed him in, enjoyed his size and warmth cradled in her arms. "Is that for me? I'll have to take it to go..."
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Post by Simple Hans/Fletcher Fitch on Jul 3, 2013 9:02:37 GMT -5
Hans furrowed his eyebrows. He quickly got a little plastic baggie and dumped the toast in there, jelly smearing everywhere inside the baggie... and an apple as well. He handed her the breakfast, looking concerned.
"Hans... I... could stay home?" He was getting better at catching himself when he was speaking in third person; Else marked that as a vast improvement. "Else... could rest. I could get groceries?"
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Post by Sally Fitch/Clever Else on Jul 3, 2013 9:23:12 GMT -5
Else gave him a warm smile, then stood on her tiptoes to give him a peck on his neck. That was as high as she could reach on him without him bending down to meet her. "You need to work. And I need to get out. I've been too spoiled with you and the others looking after me!"
She gave him a squeeze to his hand and accepted the messy breakfast before heading out the door.
But she didn't go straight to the grocery store. No. She had other... errands. She made her way to the Storybrooke drugstore. Tom Clark, the pharmacist gave her a wave, thinking she was still Sally Fitch. Poor man didn't remember his true identity anymore, having crossed the town line. Else gave a weak smile and waved back. Then she went straight over to the miscellaneous 'Summer Fun' display, selecting a bat from a rack. They all had Marco's, Gepetto's, seal on them. Hand-crafted with love. That was good. Symbolic.
Perfect for what she needed it for.
Then she realized that she needed some tampons. She grabbed a box and even a pack of bubble gum when she was at the counter. She chitchatted with Tom as he scanned the items, not really finding anything out of the ordinary with her purchases. He finally handed her the bags and she went back out to her car.
Second stop: the apartment complex on the corner across from the Veterans Club House... There were still a few cars in the lot.. though most of the tenets had moved out... or disappeared... since a certain Dark Fairy had moved in awhile back. The once queen spotted her target. That royal purple car with green flames detailed on the side. It was sleek, edgy... really a piece of artwork.
"...Too bad." Else muttered, looking at it, then raising her new bat. "...SO SAD..." She brought the bat down hard upon the car's window shield. A crack spider-webbed out from the place of impact. She brought it down again to hear a satisfying crunch as it began caving in on itself.
Hopefully THIS would get the witch's attention...
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Post by Maleficent on Jul 3, 2013 21:53:15 GMT -5
The Dark Fairy was paging through a vogue magazine...... these creatures featured in the pages were simply disgusting, inside and out- though she liked the adds with the different lip colors.
Then she heard it, the utterly chilling sound of glass breaking. She knew something horrible was happening, and whoever it was disturbing her reading was about to be turned into a pile of sludge.
Maleficent stormed down past the lobby to the parking lot- to see that brunette that had went after her along with the school of mermaid- smashin up the sides of her precious car. A Queen? Right? Though with that baseball bat she hardly looked it
"Oh you sad, sad little mortal," Mal snarled," You've no idea what forces you reckon with, do you have any last words before I send your pathetic little soul to the depths of Hell?"
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Post by Sally Fitch/Clever Else on Jul 3, 2013 23:28:47 GMT -5
Else tossed down the bat, fixing a curl of hair back into place. She then motioned the Dark Fairy to come at her.
"Bring it, bitch."
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Post by Maleficent on Jul 3, 2013 23:58:28 GMT -5
Mal growled then drew back her hand, summoning a massive green fireball, it moved liked serpants and hissed as it grew. When she released it it consumed Else's form licking around her and engulfing her in it's venomous light. It SHOULD have destroyed her. But as it cleared away the Queen still stood, unharmed.
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Post by Sally Fitch/Clever Else on Jul 4, 2013 10:54:21 GMT -5
Brief panic and want of survival, as in all creatures, flashed through Else's mind. That this probably wasn't the smartest idea that she ever had... and with two beautiful children and a loving husband at home...WHY WOULD SHE RISK HERSELF???
But she remembered that even while she was in a COMA, her weakest state... the squid ink from her tattoo was strong enough to repel the blue fairy's magic and preserve Else's memories even when she was taken over the boarder in Hans' arms.
Else opened her dark eyes, flashing them at Maleficent. Yeah... she could do this. She put a hand up and waved away at the green flame as if it where an annoying bug, walking through and at the Dark Fairy. The woman looked momentarily stunned by shock, which gave Else plenty of time to seize her by the hair and arm, pushing her head hard against her beloved dragon car.
"If you're done, might I have a word?" Else snarled, shoving her opponent's back against the car mirror. As long as Else kept her hands on her, she couldn't even USE magic. She was as helpless as everyone else...
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Post by Maleficent on Jul 8, 2013 22:24:49 GMT -5
Maleficent tried to at least summon a repulse spell, but nothing, she couldn't transform, she couldn't do a thing. Her lither form was hardly built to hand to hand combat
But if she could get her hands off her, she'd try, Mal snarled and wrestled a hand away. The dark fairy grabbed a clump of her hair and yanked as hard as she could," And you just think you can DEMAND an audience with me you worthless little slut!"
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Post by Sally Fitch/Clever Else on Jul 9, 2013 14:41:43 GMT -5
Else let out a bitter laugh, gritting though the pain, and grabbed at Maleficent's hair with both hands. "'Slut'... that is HILARIOUS coming from you!" They ended up on the ground rolling and scratching. "Figures that... you would... be very... uncooperative! OW!" Maleficent lashed out at Else's cheek, delivering a nice scratch.
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Post by Maleficent on Jul 19, 2013 22:30:24 GMT -5
"And you don't think I know whatwould have happened between you and our dear Captain Hook in the little Neverland adventur-"Mal let out a shriek as a handful of her hair was yanked and she loosened her grip to pry away the peasant girls fingers. Else rolled on top of Mal and pushed her shoulders against the pavement.
"I can see the temptation," She laughed," Especially when your husband is a dimwitted, knuckle-dragging, joke of a man"
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Post by Sally Fitch/Clever Else on Jul 20, 2013 9:26:02 GMT -5
Else could BELIEVE that Hook had told his witchy harlot about their time in Neverland. Ariel was right. The Captain COULDN'T hold his tongue when he was on the rum... which would be MOST of the time.
But when Maleficent insulted Hans...
Else's fist delivered a firm punch to the bitch's nose. There was blood. The once queen leaned down now that her opponent was finally silenced. "He was BORN that way... and yet he is still loved. Ardently so. You CHOSE your path...and now everyone f**cking HATES you. You will die ALONE and UNLOVED." She hissed. "And it really is a crying shame... you could have been GOOD..."
Else had not forgotten that time that a man had grabbed and groped at her during a girls night. Maleficent had been there... defended her. For no reason... or maybe there HAD been.
It was long gone at the moment.
"I just wanted to give you a message..." Else finally said, straightening up, but still pinning the Dark Fairy down. The blonde was still much to distracted by the blood coming out of her nose. Though she did bare her teeth angrily. "As I have just demonstrated... I CAN HURT YOU." She stated firmly. "You now have another weakness... magic CANNOT effect me, and my 'joke of a husband' and I can defend ourselves rather well against mortal adversaries."
She locked eyes with the woman below her. "Stay away from us AND our friends." She tightened her grip on the Dark Fairy, knowing that she was in alot of pain... and probably not used to it; being able to heal so quickly under usual circumstances. "If I EVER hear of you going after Ariel or anyone in her family... or anything like that soul shit you pulled with Killian... I'll be back. And I'll let Hans have a go at you. Did you know he can snap a wolf's neck with one hand? Oh yeah. Piece of cake."
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Post by Maleficent on Jul 22, 2013 20:34:19 GMT -5
Mal pushed Else away from her and held her nose to try and stop the bleeding. It finally hit tha this 'Else' was indeed a threat to er, as well as her husband... there was very little she could do to fight back or get even with her now without suffering for it quite a bit after.... not immediately at least.
"So be it," She said though her injured nose," I'll leave you and your so called 'friends' alone if that's all you ask for..." She got to her feet wobbly," but know that magic is not the only danger that will threaten your family, and should such crisis arrive you'll have a very short list of people to rely on"
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Post by Sally Fitch/Clever Else on Jul 22, 2013 20:42:07 GMT -5
Else laughed. That probably took the Dark Fairy by surprise.
"I was a VERY good Queen, Maleficent." She retorted. "I love my people, they love me; I have made NUMEROUS alliances with people more powerful then myself; and I have tamed the untamable. Your threat does not phase me... AT ALL."
Else slowly got up and turned her back to retrieve the bat, before leaving. She glanced back at the dark fairy. "I'm done with being afraid and at the mercy of YOUR kind..." She ran a hand through her ashy brown hair and turned to leave.
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