make me an offer I can't refuse

[Killian Jones]

Tag: Anna

It's Always Nice

TO MAKE AN IMPRESSION

Hook had enjoyed a rather wild night at the tavern the night before, which, wasn't exactly a rarity for the pirate. He often sought out a tavern whenever they reached land and last night had definitely been the right choice. He had not woken up alone, and was fortunate to leave his rather pleasurable company before she awoke. The sun had just risen and well, he had tired her out quite a bit. He did however, have to wake up his passed our crew mates, and not doing so in a gentle manner. It involved some kicking, and most often, throwing bucket fulls of cold water on them. Either way, it was effective as they all woke up and returned to the Jolly Roger.

As they made preparations to set sail, Hook went to his quarters to change into a fresh blouse, fresh trousers and pulled on his long coat atop. He went over to his table, looking over a map. While he didn't always plan their destination point, he wanted to see where they had gone and where they need to go. He was still searching for his vengeance. And there were still many places to look. With that determination in mind, he quickly went back to the main deck. "Prepare to set sail, lads!" He called out, the crew responding with cheers and ayes. He went up to the steering, and a smile crept onto his lips. While he did have a grand time the previous night, nothing compared to the open sea as this, was his true home.

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[mirabella]

Anna was in a dilemma. She needed to get to Mist Haven and she needed to do it fast. She had Kristoff distract Elsa, but that wouldn't take long. Elsa was smart, she would know what Kristoff was up to real fast. Anna needed to be far away, for if Elsa came to try and stop her, she wouldn't be able to because Anna was much too far. Anna looked around, panicking slightly. There were many boats, but none of them seemed to be in any hurry to leave. 

She didn't want to ask any of them, because that would require answering questions, and Anna tended to babble on when she was nervous or wasn't quite sure what to tell those who were asking questions. She didn't want people knowing she was a princess, that would be really stupid. Anna's eyes darted around, looking for someone that would help her.

Just then she heard a man telling his crew to get ready to sail. Anna took a deep breath and looked at the ship in question. The Jolly Roger. Looking at the crew, they did not seem to be a friendly bunch and they would definitely ask her a lot of questions.... The only way to get to Mist Haven was for her to sneak on that boat... But that wasn't very nice... But again, Elsa would be coming after her and she really didn't want to be stopped. She needed to do this for Elsa.

Anna took another deep breath and made her way slowly to the ship. She glanced at the men who were busy with getting the ship ready. Everyone was too busy to see anyone unwelcome come on board... Or so she hoped. So, slowly, ever so slowly, Anna entered the boat. She dropped to the ground and hid behind a crate. She glanced up to make sure no one was looking her way and kept moving, trying to be very stealthy about the whole thing.

[Killian Jones]

Tag: Anna

It's Always Nice

TO MAKE AN IMPRESSION

Everything was just about ready. Killian had to do the final inspection as he liked to be the one to walk around and ensure everything was in tact before they set sail. Besides, he never knew how long it could be until they found land once again. The enchanted wood on the ship certainly helped keep it strong and durable; perhaps it was what made the Jolly Roger a coveted and desirable ship to most others . . . especially in the pirate world. As he walked around, looking over every inch of the ship that he had well memorized. This was his home, his life, and he intended to take care of it.

He just so happened to see something out of the ordinary; a shadow, coming from one of the crates. Killian didn't let his gaze linger all too much, and nonchalantly walked to the other side of the ship. They were already starting to move away from the dock, so Killian would have to discover the source of this strange sight, and soon. He approached from the other end, while the intruder was looking forward, creeping up on her from behind.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" He asked smirking, leaning against the crate, his elbow casually resting against it as he looked down at her, since she was on the ground and he was standing. It was a woman. A pretty little thing. Too pretty to be on a ship full of pirates. It was clear that she needed something. "A woman on her knees in front of me," he added, his words filled with lewd implications as his eyes slowly looked over her intently, trailing over every inch of her in a way meant to make any woman feel uncomfortable. There is much pleasure that could be had here," he added crudely, his smirk growing as he lacked any subtly in his words. Besides, he wasn't trying to be subtle; he wanted his intentions to be quite clear to her.

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