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❛ don't pretend you give a shit about me. ❜ an annoyed little huff leaves the sheriff as she holds her injured leg , hand pressed tight to the gash on her calf. ❛ son of a bitch --- ❜ she can't help but hiss the curse as she winces , gaze turning from @oceanhook to her injury.
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❛ you looked like you were lost in thought. had to come bother you on principle. ❜ the sheriff leans against the railing of the ship , looking out over the water. it must not be anything impressive to look at for @oceanhook , given his time in neverland , but . . . well , she personally thought the harbor around storybrooke was pretty. ❛ i know dark &* broody is your whole brand , but . . . c'mon , tell me what's up. ❜
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" this isn't my ideal approach to friendship. kidnappings tend to leave a sour taste. "
“ once i ran to you . now , i’ll run from you . ” @oceanhook
she glances up, hands that rub through her face and hair as if wiping off something sour stop in motion, and emma looks at the man she's come to known as hook through slightly narrowed eyes. there's a tense silence between them, an understanding of sorts that this alliance, however it was formed, has now come to an end. she doesn't mind, is instead relieved to know the captain will be far away from storybrooke ( he's a dangerous man, he makes her feel uneasy, for many reasons ).
the truth is, emma doesn't like working as a team. when you've grown up trusting nobody but your own shadow, solitude becomes a choice, a commodity. she's fine on her own, and she's relieved to be over with this partnership and the perpetual fear he'll backstab her at any moment.
" i know, " she mumbles, elbows resting on her knees as she sits (she doesn't like that he's standing and she's not, it might give him an advantage were he to attack her ), but leaving her paranoia aside for a moment, emma adds, " i get it. you're not the only one here who can't be trusted. if it came down to it, i'd kill you just as much as you'd kill me," hesitant, emma reaches a hand out for him to shake, and for a moment it feels like deja vu. not with him; just someone else she had decided she couldn't trust, a long time ago, " i can't believe i'm saying this, but take care, hook. try not to pillage and plunder your way to the grave."
@oceanhook ↳ * ⊰ “ i never thought being doomed would feel so pleasant. ”
❛ i think you &* i have very different definitions of what pleasant means. ❜ a little smirk toys at the blonde's lips as her arms cross. ❛ you're not doomed unless you keep fucking with me , killian. then i can't guarantee your safety. ❜ the tough girl act suits her , but it's quickly dissolved into something else as she squints at him , a faint scowl curving her lips. ❛ -------- it's not like a . . . kink thing , is it ? making people's lives harder than they need to be. . . . i've met guys like that before. ❜
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🌊 @oceanhook continued from -> here
Armed with only a shortsword, your blade clangs against the sharp tips of Gnoll spears, sending up sparks when they strike against one another. Your teeth grit as you maneuver just out of the spear's reach, as the gnoll launches forward. You take the opening to rush your blade between its ribs, blood spraying back onto you and your face. Another gnoll races forward, its spear high above its head as it tries to bring it down over your head. Meeting your blade as it's cut off in its attack path. You launch the gnoll away from you with a grunt, you move to slice off her arm for her to release her spear, sending it up into the air. As the gnoll falls, beaten, you catch the spear in your free hand, turning to launch it full speed to an approaching gnoll to the captain's back left side you heard approaching. It falls to the ground dead, spear lodged in its neck.
"Some man o' faith you are." Spoken eerily calm for a man in your position, your eyes dart around for another weapon that could serve in place of your whip, wherever the dammed thing was. You settle for a nearby bloodied axe on the ground, properly adjusting it in your right hand before you go swinging it again into a gnoll's side, dragging the blade across his stomach when finishing him off. "These things hunt in packs. Long as we stick together, we'll make it. Don't let 'em form up around us. Watch my back, an' I'll watch yours." You look over your shoulder when giving the pirate captain your final order, "No heroics."
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✉️ → ocean: do you think there’s any point in even being alive if elodie and posey don’t like me anymore?
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I ship you with Ocean. I've heard your family has a thing for pirates.
Oh! Well, as long as @twyladum doesn’t call dibs first...
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