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Post by Sally Fitch/Clever Else on Jan 18, 2013 0:26:20 GMT -5
Else's brow furrowed. "Naturally."
She could see how enthused the pirate looked about that idea.
"They're... mine." Children of her subjects, technically, but she hoped that a mother-child bond would earn sympathy points. She wasn't about to leave them to Peter Pan.
That seemed to be all there was to discuss, but Else gently grabbed his arm. She spoke low and polite. "At the risk of sounding ungrateful... which I most certainly AM grateful... pertaining to your crew..." She didn't know how to ask this politely. But she had heard stories of the cruelness of most pirates and sea rogues; out at sea, craving the companionship of women. She looked back at the children and the unconscious woman. "We would be sequestered to our own hold of the ship, correct? The brig, even, if we must."
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Post by Captain Killian 'Hook' Jones on Jan 18, 2013 19:26:39 GMT -5
"Well, the only reason I asked in the first place was because I'd prefer if they were out of my crews way. I'd hate to see one of the little one's get caught in the ropes or perhaps used as bait, by accident of course," Hook snickered to himself, it was after Milah's death that he acquired such a grim sense of humour, he knew it was and he after some time just sort of began to accept as a new part of himself.
He crossed his arms," We have a small corner we can keep you and your... kin. So long as you keep to yourselves I don't believe it'll be too much of a problem..."
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Post by Sally Fitch/Clever Else on Jan 18, 2013 23:52:28 GMT -5
Perhaps if she had been well rested and hydrated she would have laughed at his little joke, as distasteful as it was, even just out of politeness... but she was tired, parched, FRAZZLED, and she didn't think she had the willpower to even fake a laugh for him.
"Yes of course." Else replied. She turned to the children; now for them she could smile. She clapped her hands to together with contrived enthusiasm. "Alright children! Into the rowboat with the Pirate, please!"
"He looks scary..." Deana said bluntly.
"Be NICE to the Pirate, children." Else added quickly. "He's being AWFULLY nice to us."
Else went back to the woman on the sand as the children filed into the little boat. Still no change. Else felt around her belt and in her top for smelling salts. She didn't really need them for herself. But sometimes when her husband...
Her husband. He was the LAST person she wanted to think about in this time and place. She pushed thoughts of him to the back of her mind, channeling all her anger into heaving the woman onto her shoulder and slowly carrying her to the boat.
Would have been nicer if the Pirate had offered to help, but he was probably too busy trying to look intimidating... which, to be honest, was WORKING. Else laid her down as gently as she could and then climbed aboard herself.
The clouds began to darken and swirl. A faint cry of anger echoed above them.
"He's a-angry, Highness." Ben stuttered.
Else refused to look up at the skies. "We don't care." She did, however, look up at the Pirate. "Ready when you are, Mister Jones."
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Post by Captain Killian 'Hook' Jones on Jan 19, 2013 14:16:20 GMT -5
Hook watched the sky turn sour at an unusual speed....
When he heard the child whine and call him scary he just laughed and grinned as intimidatingly as he could. For whatever reason this was incredibly amusing to him. He went over to the rowboat ignoring the fact that Else had been carrying a woman easily close to her size- he had no intention of helping her. Then it occurred to him that the children had called her something... Highness....? a queen perhaps....
Once the children had been helped into the boat he returned to Else and lifted this other woman into his arms," It's alright Love, I've got her. Help yourself into the boat and I'll worry about her for now" Then added," And please, it's Capitan"
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Post by Sally Fitch/Clever Else on Jan 19, 2013 14:31:36 GMT -5
"Thank you," Else didn't have the strength to argue... nor did she want to. For all his sugary talk, he had not made any effort to show actions of a true genteel nature, until that last gesture. "... Captain Jones." The children hunkered down next to her and she put her arms around them for comfort.
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Post by Captain Killian 'Hook' Jones on Jan 19, 2013 20:22:07 GMT -5
Hook carefully laid the unconscious woman down on the rowboat then climbed in- it would be a bit more work rowing everyone in but nevertheless he picked up the oars.
He watched the children huddle around the assumed Queen- they most definitely were not hers, they looked nothing like her and the way they seemed to... respect her(if that's the correct wording) wasn't quite to the 'mother' likeness. No..... she had taken responsibility for them despite not having any particular connection with them.
"so.... " he began rowing back to the ship," I take it you aren't just vacationing out here with your... children?"
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Post by Sally Fitch/Clever Else on Jan 19, 2013 21:03:13 GMT -5
Else arched an eyebrow; he knew. The way he was phrasing it and kept picking at it. And perhaps it was a bit of a stretch to make him believe in her maternity with the children in the first place, but she had wanted a guarantee that they would not be separated from her.
"Gods no." She laughed bitterly. "Anyone who would willing STAY in Neverland is either a misguided child or completely out of their MIND. No... I was brought here by a portal jumper, promised success in..." This was really none of his business. "...in a personal quest of mine. But he lied. I did not find what I was looking for, for it does not exist here, and he marooned me here, with no way back."
She looked down at the children. "And then I found them." She admitted. "Brought here with the promise of high adventure...KIDNAPPED from the very same realm I hail from." There was no need to tell the pirate of her status. In fact it was quite refreshing just to quite simply be 'Else' the commoner, as she once had been...long ago. "There where others... but they were content to stay with their captor. I assume you are familiar with 'Peter Pan', surely, if you have been in Neverland for very long..."
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Post by Sorceress Calisto/Cally Rose on Jan 19, 2013 21:13:40 GMT -5
The curly raven hair woman’s finger twitched, but other wise didn’t move.
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Post by Sally Fitch/Clever Else on Jan 21, 2013 9:08:04 GMT -5
Else thought she had seen the woman move, but perhaps it was just her imagination. She looked back at Captain Jones for a reply.
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Post by Captain Killian 'Hook' Jones on Jan 21, 2013 12:06:41 GMT -5
Hook didn't seem to notice, honestly he cared very little about the woman lying unconscious in his boat- if she didn't make the night it would be all the better.
The bumped lightly against the ship and called for assistance from his crew
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Post by Sally Fitch/Clever Else on Jan 21, 2013 13:23:21 GMT -5
As they were brought aboard, Else was greeted with lewd stares at both herself and the unconscious woman. She made sure that the children stayed close to her side. She glanced back at the Captain.
"And our quarters, Captain Jones?" she asked. The sooner her party was situated out of sight the better. She needed to come up with a plan without worrying about the children and mysterious woman.
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Post by Sorceress Calisto/Cally Rose on Jan 21, 2013 13:54:42 GMT -5
Cally started to wake up…. She was till groggy and felt like she has be crushed between two large rocks… she barely started to open her eyes, but her vision was bleary, she heard things before she saw them, she heard many people… mostly men, and one women’s voice, luckily callys face was covered with a lot of her long black curly hair, it was drying but it was sticking to her face a bit, she didn’t open her eyes much… only slits really… just to make out were she was… and what see could make out did not make her happy in the slightest bit, she pretended to still be out, it sounded like she and the women and… kids, were going to be taken to some kind of quarters… if that was the case then she will actually wake up there.
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Post by Sally Fitch/Clever Else on Jan 21, 2013 16:59:10 GMT -5
Once they had been situated in their own compartment, Else set about getting the woman comfortable and cooled down. But as she dabbed a damp rag against the woman's temple, she notice a slight flinch of the eyes. The woman was fully awake!
Else whispered to the woman. "I mean you no harm... and honestly you would be a lot safer if you threw off this pretense. I'm not sure what manner of crew we board with or what they would do to an unattended, unconscious woman such as yourself..."
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Post by Sorceress Calisto/Cally Rose on Jan 21, 2013 17:17:30 GMT -5
Her icy eyes snapped open and then sat up and looked at the other women, they were in a compartment with no pirates around so it was safe. “I was just waiting, I perfectly know were we are and what kind of crew these men are†she stood up and looked around, she moved all the black curls off of her face and looked back to the other women, she didn’t recognize her and wondered what story she was from. She still didn’t feel to good, like her energy was wasted, she sat down were she stood.
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Post by Sally Fitch/Clever Else on Jan 21, 2013 17:49:29 GMT -5
"Who ARE you?" Else asked.
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