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Post by Captain Killian 'Hook' Jones on Mar 28, 2013 23:33:47 GMT -5
Whatever that thing was, it couldn't see very well- Hook could see the murkiness of it's eyes. It's sense of SMELL however, was damn good. It was getting uncomfortably close- they needed to hide their scent. Hook grabbed a handful of mud and slathered it on himself- Else was already pretty filthy.. but again, he saw an opportunity.
He grabbed her and splashed as much md as he could over the remaing clean bits of her.... passing over her torso quickly but quite a bit... for their protection of course.
She shot him a murderous look but he quickly pointed to the creature and reminded her to remain quiet. Then he made his way to the opposite side of the caverns leading them into the dark.
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Post by Sally Fitch/Clever Else on Mar 29, 2013 0:01:18 GMT -5
Else almost let out at noise to protest but bit her tongue to keep from drawing the beast near. He roughly slathered her in the muck, enjoying himself FAR TOO MUCH in coating her upper region. She slapped away his hand before he could reach her cleavage; that she made the hell sure to do herself.
As unnerving as the situation was... it was actually slightly brilliant. She followed him into the darkest part of the cave, grabbing hold of a tale from his coat as things became pitch black...
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Post by Captain Killian 'Hook' Jones on Mar 29, 2013 0:12:04 GMT -5
Once they were far enough in, and presumably safe, Hook slid against the wall and too a breath. It was still dark with no sign of light anywhere, he felt around in the dark for Else- finding something soft and roundish with his good hand. He knew he had found her when he received a slap across the face.
Hook grimaced then reached for a match to give hem a better idea of where they are. The match lit, illuminating three different tunnels and each going deeper into the earth. Luckily they widened as they went down...
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Post by Sally Fitch/Clever Else on Mar 29, 2013 9:07:22 GMT -5
Else bitterly rubbed the tender flesh of her chest after Hook's clumsy assault. Even when he wasn't TRYING... he STILL managed to be offensive...
She looked up at the silhouette of his face as the match was dimming, burning down towards his gauntleted fingers. "Which way?" She whispered. She would have chosen the one with light coming from it, but none of these tunnels HAD that... not from this vantage. It almost didn't even MATTER which one she chose... they all looked bleak and probably held untold dangers.
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Post by Captain Killian 'Hook' Jones on Mar 29, 2013 11:22:26 GMT -5
Hook glanced at the three tunnels approaching them to see if perhaps there was one or another that made more sense to travel down. So far from what he could tell they were all just dark, cold tunnels that could lead to hell for all he knew.
But he had to make a choice, so he took the middle tunnel," Here, this way"
They walked a ways through the dark before the darkness started to lift, and they could hear running water, making Hook grateful he didn't lead them off a cliff or possibly into a pit of acid- because even in death he feared he would NEVER hear the end of it from Else.
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Post by Sally Fitch/Clever Else on Mar 29, 2013 14:44:53 GMT -5
Else followed close behind... there seemed to be light up ahead, and even the sound of water, but the light was not the brightness of day. It couldn't be. It was still early morning... despite the INCREDIBLY LONG morning it had been with everything that had ensued.
As they got to the source they saw a large spring, bubbling and illuminated. Upon closer examination, they saw that crystals comeing down from the top of the cavern and below the springs were glowing with an irredescent hue. Else marveled at the sight. She crouched by the edge, holding a hand above the water to test the temperature, and lowered it in as the heat did not burn her.
It felt HEAVENLY. "Oh... Captain... this feels amazing..." She swished her hand around, her skin becoming free of the muck and getting very soft. Perhaps the crystals produced some kind of salt, good for cleansing.
They should have turned around and headed to another tunnel to look for a way out... Else would come to realize that for years to come... but for now, she was trailing her hand through the water with fascination.
"It must be an underground hot spring... salted by the crystals..." She marveled at its glowing magnificence.
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Post by Captain Killian 'Hook' Jones on Mar 29, 2013 14:55:15 GMT -5
Hook knelt down beside her, taking a scoop of water in his hand and tried to wash away the mud. She was right.... the water was incredible. From what he could tell they weren't in any immediate danger, there was noting in the pool that could hurt them.... so with that in mind he shed his coat, vest then shirt and walked underneath the small trickling waterfall.
He left his clothes on a rock underneath another stream of water to wash away the dirt, but wasn't really watching it closely as he took to washing out the mud in his chair and on his chest. It felt fantastic, he laughed a little and offered his hand to the Queen," C'mon Else, don't be shy...."
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Post by Sally Fitch/Clever Else on Mar 29, 2013 18:01:08 GMT -5
Else was a bit surprised by his spontaneous act... being as he had been grimy since the first day she met him in Neverland. Not to a point of DISTRACTION, but enough to convey that cleanliness was not at the top of his priority list. She glanced at the opening of the tunnel... they were concealed enough and far away... but if that thing came after them...
...But then again she did smell like all manner of fecal, decay, and mud matter. Her need for refreshment won out. For ONCE, they found something in Neverland that didn't seem so damned pointless or life-threatening. It was a luxury they weren't soon to happen upon again. She bit her lip and took off her boots, lightly dosing them in the spring and then set them out to dry. She then made her way over to the waterfall, but only because there was a slope that she could step down into the spring from.
She accepted his hand to step up, running her head under the small stream. She tilted her head up, laughing, as she let the water run down her neck. Else then dove into the water. It wasn't dangerously deep, but it was deep enough, allowing her to touch the smooth stoney bottom and then come to the surface, breathless.
She envied that the pirate could just strip to his bare torso without it causing awkward attention... though she did find herself looking away, feeling a little hot in the face. From the hot spring, of course. She could feel sludge in between her skin and the corset because of Hook's thorough administrations. She swam to an edge on the opposite side, where there was a shallower pool, moderately concealed by boulder and crystal. It was now or never.
Hook seemed to absorbed in his little showering that she wasn't too worried about him wandering over anytime soon... but it was HOOK. She started unlacing her corset, concealing herself. "I trust you to stay to your end of the spring, Captain Jones." She said lightly... but a firm warning. Her delicate laces were quite cumbersome with the sharp metal gauntlet on one hand, but she was managing.
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Post by Captain Killian 'Hook' Jones on Mar 29, 2013 18:13:42 GMT -5
Hook instinctively turned his head when he heard her voice- but it only took a second more to realize what she was saying..... he considered 'accidentally' pulling her toward him in the midst of her cleansing process.... but that would cost him dearly wouldn't it?
"No worries, Love.... but whenever you feel comfortable you most certainly come over here," He chuckled," Or should you need help getting out of those garments you're more than welcome to ask for my help"
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Post by Sally Fitch/Clever Else on Mar 29, 2013 18:58:55 GMT -5
"I thank you for your concern, but I think I can manage just fine on my own." Else rolled her dark eyes. The corset was off. It felt wonderful to be freeing herself in this manner. She plunged it into the warm water and scrubbed. "So I'm curious... how long exactly have you been in Neverland, Captain Jones? You always seem a bit vague about that detail. A matter of years? Perhaps if you can give some indication of what was going on in the world when you departed from it, that could give us a clue... was it before the Evil Queen Regina murdered her husband, King Leopold? Or Perhaps during Prince James' conquest of the Beanstalk Giants?"
She hung her corset from a long crystal protruding upwards at a slant, and then turned her attention to her flimsy deerskin shirt. Some of the beads had already fallen off, and one shoulder was completely destroyed thanks to Hook. She glanced behind her, around the boulder. Hook was still preoccupied.
Deciding it was safe she shed the top off, scrubbing it like she had her corset.
"Does the Curse of King Midas mean anything to you?" She continued.
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Post by Captain Killian 'Hook' Jones on Mar 29, 2013 22:26:14 GMT -5
"Midas...?" Hook shook his head," no, He must have been awhile after the ogre war..."
Hook glanced over, Else didn't seem to b coming out anytime soon.... He slowly undid the from of his pants- there was a bit of grit in the... nether regions... He needed to cleanse in order to continue down their way..
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Post by Sally Fitch/Clever Else on Mar 29, 2013 22:42:45 GMT -5
"Which one?" Else asked nonchalently, as she wrung the water out of her now clean shirt. She then set about ripping and tying some of the fibers of the damaged sleeve together to make it more supportive, and concealing, to her bust. "I take it you are referring to the Third Ogre Wars of late..." She hung it up.
She looked down at her pants below the clear water. There was NO WAY she was talking them off... the thin leather was already skin tight to her legs. If they came off, they were NOT going to come back on. Instead she untied the waist band slightly, folding the top down past her navel, seeing where that line of grit stopped.
She used her ungauntleted hand to rub it away. The sensation was so nice... with the warmth of the water... and the softness of her skin due to the salts. She lowered herself in further, up to her shoulders, gently stroking away the grime and stress of her time on this strange island...
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Post by Captain Killian 'Hook' Jones on Mar 29, 2013 22:47:35 GMT -5
"The third....?" Hook was thoroughly confused, apparently there was.... more than one," I guess not.... the first one? I think..."
Hook began to wonder how much of Else's clothes was off," How long ago was that? Maybe four... five years?" He had no concept of time passing in the other worlds after all.
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Post by Sally Fitch/Clever Else on Mar 29, 2013 22:59:05 GMT -5
Else's eyes shot open. "THE FIRST OGRE WARS?" She was about to say more, as she peeked around the boulder to make eye contact, covering her naked chest...
But as soon as her brown eyes laid upon his bare tight buttocks, she made a noise and hid back behind the boulder. He hadn't been facing her, so no harm done... except that her cheeks where burning brightly red. How CARELESS of her! The man was bathing, after all! He deserved as much privacy as she had demanded.
She cleared her throat. "That, Captain Jones, was not 'four or five years ago'... but three HUNDRED years ago!" She paused, smiling broadly to herself as she played with the water in front of her.
"You, Captain Killian Jones, are an OLD MAN..." She laughed, trying to forget her earlier embarrassment. "Old enough to be my great great grandfather!"
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Post by Captain Killian 'Hook' Jones on Mar 29, 2013 23:08:08 GMT -5
Hook turned at the sound of movement in the water and raised an eyebrow.... he was apparently off a few years.
"Well.... I assure you I look far better than your great-great-great grandfather, Love' he said as he pulled up his pants again," Come here and I'll show you how 'old' of a man I am...." That was sexy wasn't it? sure....
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