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Post by Deleted on Jun 30, 2015 20:20:56 GMT
Elizabeth could remember the exact moment she took her first breath. Or, rather, took her first breath above water. It had been an act of mercy on her part. She wasn't able to carry on with life, and so she took her fate in to her own hands and ended it. Now, here she was, standing on a dock and overlooking an ocean. One that she hadn't seen before to her knowledge, but then again, they all looked the same on the surface. How did she get here? That thought was still fresh in her mind. Where was she? When was she? Surely time travel wasn't possible, and yet.. here she was. Alive when she had sworn she felt water filling her lungs. Was it long ago? Did it just happen? Could it have all been a dream...
No. It was real. Just as real as she was now. Her eyes drifted along the docks, and they locked on to an all too familiar ship. Her heart skipped in her chest, and she began to panic.. Or perhaps she became too excited. If this was some sort of time travel experience, could this have been Killian? Or dare she even think it.. could it be her long lost Liam? The thought of getting her hopes up again, and having them fall made her question on whether to go to the ship or not. But she had to. She had to sate her curiosity.
Without another thought, she began to march down the docks and toward the Jewel of the Realm.. Or as it was now known.. the Jolly Roger.
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Post by Killian Jones on Jul 2, 2015 17:37:46 GMT
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It's Always Nice TO MAKE AN IMPRESSION After an emotional conversation with Emma, Killian needed some time to collect his thoughts. He would have to speak to Milah soon, ensure she was alright -- especially since she was carrying their child -- and then try to help Emma and the others figure out what the bloody hell was going on here. The return of loved ones should surely be a joyous occasion, but there was far too much to consider before anyone could rejoice in the return of another. Needing a place t be alone, even if just for a few moments, Hook decided to return to his ship. That way, if he was needed, he could be found, but he also knew that no one else would be there . . . or so he hoped. He wasn't sure how many more ghosts from his past he could handle.
No sooner did the thought enter his mind did he see a figure also making its way to the ship. "Oy!" He called to them, hurrying his pace to catch up. "Who goes--" But when he caught sight of the figure, he froze and stopped his words mid sentence. This was one person he had not ever considered seeing again and it made him feel . . . well, he didn't know how to describe it. She was someone from more than his past. From a time where things -- he -- had been so different. And yet here she was, standing there before him. "Elizabeth," he breathed, trying to wrap his mind around the fact that she was here, and alive. He knew he shouldn't be shocked considering all else that was happening but . . . they had a far more extensive past, for she was someone he had known since a child. Someone he had called sister. And someone who would have married his brother.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 2, 2015 18:06:26 GMT
As she rushed to the ship, the only thing on her mind were questions of What If.. what if it was Liam? What if it was both Liam and Killian? What if... Liam was still gone? She needed to see Killian, and she knew that this was his ship now. She knew about his life of piracy, and she knew that if it was here, he'd be with it somehow. During her run across the long dock, she heard a voice calling out to - presumably - her, asking Who goes there?! in a loud tone. She stopped in her tracks and whirled around to face the man who called to her, and she saw a sight for sore eyes. It was Killian.. and he was wearing such strange clothing...
"Killian," she breathed a sigh of relief. She rushed toward him, closing the space between them by flinging her arms around him in a tight hug. Her would-be brother was the first person she'd seen that she knew.. She didn't want to let go. She hugged him tightly, not caring about what he had become.. He was a pirate. A thief. A killer. And yet.. he was still her brother, in her heart. "Oh.. I've missed you so much.." she spoke, squeezing him as tightly as her strength would allow her. "I don't know how i'm here.. I'm so confused.."
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Post by Killian Jones on Jul 20, 2015 16:25:55 GMT
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It's Always Nice TO MAKE AN IMPRESSION Killian would have most certainly thought this all to be rather impossible . . . had Emma not told him about Graham's return. And had he not seen Milah shortly after that. But still. Elizabeth was someone from his past from when he was in the royal navy. He had never expected to ever see her again. Yet, here she was. The shock subsided enough for him to began to wrap his arms around her in return.
She was alive. She was here. But, for how long? The fear of losing her again . . . though he was the one who had left her. He hadn't been able to face her, nor anyone else after Liam's death. But, she did not seem to harbor any ill thought toward him. Not yet anyway. Her words began to register in his mind, closing his eyes for a brief moment to bask in the sensation of being her in arms; his beloved sister.
The one woman who he knew would have given his brother a lifetime of happiness. "And I you," he admitted. He had of course missed her, more than he was capable of expressing. But he had not regretted his actions for . . . he could not return to serving a king who's orders caused the death of his brother. He slowly pulled back from the hug, if only to lay his eyes on her properly.
"I don't know either," he admitted in a quiet voice. "But I am so glad that you are," he admitted with a brief, soft smile that faded only mere seconds after it was formed. "Are you . . . how do you feel?" He wondered how she felt with her returned state. Was she exactly how she had passed on? Was there anything different? Amidst all this he also couldn't help but wonder that if Elizabeth was back . . . did that mean Liam was too?
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