there be no beasts

“We could have crossed the sea with our own ships, or without getting captured by pirates!” Her exclamation comes in the form of a whisper, though she’s more than annoyed about this turn of events. She’s not quite expecting the quick release, given that she hasn’t got the same experience with escaping prisons or bindings as Florian has, though she’s got confidence in him - she’s certain he wouldn’t put her in deliberate danger. Now that the pirates are aware of their escape, it’s certainly got to be up to their charisma to get them out of this. “You really are quite mad.” 

                “PIRATES ARE THE best sailors around,” Florian insisted. “I’ve never met a brigand who wasn’t more attuned to the sea than a navy man or a fisherman. I think the sea’s amused by them.” Certain he’d said everything he needed to in order to calm Snow, Florian turned his full attention to the crew. “As I was saying: cards? You’ve certainly had a long day, and you did such a good job capturing us; I’d love to congratulate you all by losing at a hand or two of cards.” He leaned a fraction closer conspiratorially. “Mind the lady: she’s a shark at any card table.” 

The crew murmured, some having already drawn their weapons, when the captain appeared from his quarters, having been called to the commotion on the deck. 

If she thought each and every day of their reunion, being this annoying by him at his triumphant return was not what she had in mind. Eventually, they had all begun to believe he was gone forever, perished in some foolish adventure that he took on his own. The relief is overwhelming, far more than the aggravation. Even the revelation of a tattoo from the guards doesn’t cause her to grow more irritated (though it might later - she might lord it over him in a few months time). “No more adventures. Not today anyway.” It’s only in the next moment that she finally relents, walking closer to him in order to embrace him. “Perhaps an adventure after the Kingdom is alerted of your return and can celebrate properly.”

when he called her by her name, alex raised a brow. she’d never introduced herself to him. not even flashed her badge. she had never had the time if she was honest. he was always heading out as she was coming in and didn’t exactly stop for too long to exchange pleasantries. “agent of fucking what. let’s see a badge.” she said as she put her hands on her hips, waiting for an answer. the brunette didn’t know how he had known her name, how he had gotten to this spot, or why he was there but she was sure as shit planning on finding out before he waltzed out of there again. “and for the record, what makes you think that i would go to dinner with you?”

@rassembleur​ | TOM gets a small thing

“you have got to be kidding me.” it seemed near impossible how at every single turn of this case, that she was beaten to the next clue or hunch by…this guy. alex was growing more and more infuriated with him. his smug face every time she showed up and he was already there. putting her arms onto her hips, she looked at him with narrowed eyes. “how the fuck do you keep doing this?”

               HE KEPT EXPECTING to see her. After all, it wasn’t often that someone outside of the League was so hot on his heels as he put together the puzzle pieces of a case. She was always only one or two steps behind him, coming in when he was going out. Tom was impressed — more than impressed; he’d already sent word to League headquarters about someone who might be worth recruiting — and if his smile irked her even more, he didn’t really mean for that to happen.