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Sentence Starters - Part 1

It’s not like I’m gonna break.

You lose count of your step tomorrow, it’ll be the shortest half mile of your life.

Are you sure you wanna step on thousands of years of tradition?

As your friend and loyal servant, I’ve got you covered.

You’re not allowed here.

Who do you think sneaked her past the Home Guard and out of the palace? 

I can’t believe it, is that the princess? 

I thought you were teaching her how to fence? 

I can’t believe you let her embarrass our father like that.

Okay, this was her idea. I just aided and abetted.

               Connor hadn’t the slightest clue as to why Regina was so against the idea of new comers coming to Storybrooke. Or even tourists for that matter. It was as if she wanted the little harbored town to be more of an isolated island out in the middle of the vast seas. Coming around to where Saphhire was standing, he stopped before her as he held up the folder before him a little. “Going to put this is Mike’s office,” he informed. “However, would you be interested in getting a bite to eat? Or had you eaten before coming in?”

               Grabbing Princess Emma by her arm, he pulled her towards the mess of the bookcase that was built into the wall of the ship. Kicking some fallen books out of his way he reached out with his other hand, feeling for a hidden latch that he located quickly due to knowing it was there. Pulling the latch, the bookcase popped a little from the wall, Killian turned towards Emma, putting his fingers to his lips in a hushing manner to alert her to remain as quite as possible, all the while pulling the bookcase away from the wall just enough to drag her into the wall with him.

               Releasing her arm, he stood in front of her with his back towards her as he pulled the bookcase back into place, leaving no evidence that the bookcase was indeed a door to a hidden passage inside the ship. The bookcase locked easily back into place as the door to the quarters busted open. Killian turned around, placing his hand over Princess Emma’s mouth, to stifle any sound she made, just in case if she did so. Pressing his body to hers, he kept his gaze locked over his shoulder. Heart pounding furiously listening to the introducer. 

               It was a somewhat strange site, to see a old bucket styled tub aboard a pirate ship. Though when one released that the ship had once belong to that of the royal navy it wasn’t as strange. After all, high ranking naval captains had privileges similar to that of nobles back in that era. Despite now being in Storybrooke, where baths were more easily accessible, Killian choose to use the tub aboard his ship. He didn’t wish to pay to take a bath, knowing that Granny would force him to put up the coin for a room he wouldn’t even use aside from the bathroom to clean up. 

    Delaney stepped onto the ship, making her way back down to Killian’s quarters.  She’d called out to him, but he hadn’t answered, and she really wanted to find him.  There were so many unanswered questions about this place, and she didn’t really trust anyone but him.  He was the first one that she’d managed to find in this place, and he was the only one she’d really spoken to since arriving here.  She heard some noise through a small doorway, and pushed open the door, to find that he had just stepped out of the tub.

    “Oh fuck… I’m sorry.”  She gasped loudly, frozen in her spot, and unable to look away, though she probably wouldn’t have, even if she could.  She swallowed thickly and bit down on her bottom lip when she saw the smirk come to his face, “Well, had I known you were in the bath, Captain, I would have probably asked.  But lets just say this was a happy accident, on my part.”  She let out a low whistle as she finally managed to avert her gaze to the floor. “And, I don’t mean to stare, but as I said before, you’re really pretty.  Apparently even better looking without the all the layers.”