In Good Company

[Killian Jones]

Tag: Milah

It's Always Nice

TO MAKE AN IMPRESSION

Killian was without doubt a sea man. He enjoyed being out in the open blue however, when he was forced to become grounded on land he preferred being in one particular place: the tavern. And that was where he found himself tonight. Upon first entering, he had greeted the bar keepers, ensuring that the bottom of his pitcher was never seen. The barmaids were also an enjoyable sight, the women looking rather tempting . . . for he and his men often grew starved for such company after being on sea for so long. He had found himself a table, and enjoyed a gambling game, drink, and the company surrounding him.

Killian also enjoyed attention, and so one of the things he would do in such an environment was tell tales of his and the Jolly Roger's adventures. It often captivated a crowd, and so he ensured that his adventurous story was not short of being engaging and kept the attention of everyone listening. He was currently finishing a recent tale of how they battled a large sea creature: The Loch Ness Monster. Sometimes he exaggerated the story, but they were all true, and this one was no exception. Though it hardly need be dramatized. It had been quite the fight and as always, the Jolly Roger proved why she was the most exceptional ship known to any man.

When the tale ended, the crowd began to somewhat disperse, though as Killian was a man in constant company, there were still those surrounding him. He raised his mug of rum, getting ready to toast in a cheer. "To a pirate's life!" He announced. Those around him, and some others in the tavern repeated his toast -- even if they weren't all pirates. And with that, Killian took a rather large swig of his drink, slamming it down no the table and motioning for one of the men to bring dice so that they could start a game.

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Milah had just left her small cottage, and she messed a hand through her hair, making it a tad messy but she didn't mind. She was headed to the Pub, where you didn't need to look a doll. Not that she enjoyed getting dolled up to begin with. Granted, she would get dolled up on the very, very rare occasion. Today, well today just wasn't that day.

Pushing the doors open to the tavern, Milah went straight to the bar just as people where doing their toasts. With a shake of her head, Milah grabbed a large glass of beer, and smiled. She knew it wouldn't last long, but that's the wonders of the bar, you didn't need a limit on how many you took, and that was one think Milah loved.

After having completed the task of waiting while her drink was made for her, Milah left the bar in content, as she scanned everything for something to do. And then she saw it. A man standing by a game-table, and she walked over. Standing at the other end of it, Milah gave him a look. "Care to wager? A lovely game would be perfect for the night" Milah asked smugly, a slight smile played on her lips.

[Killian Jones]

Tag: Milah

It's Always Nice

TO MAKE AN IMPRESSION

Killian was just about to roll the dice when he noticed a rather eye catching woman approach table and ask him if he cared to make a wager. The confidence in her was undeniable, and Killian found himself intrigued. Often when that happened with a woman, it led to one thing. And who was he to deny an opportunity such as that. Seeing that the wooden stool across from him was taken, he moved his foot under the table and kicked the stool, causing the man sitting on it to flinch before he got the hint, wordlessly rose to his feet, and went to the side.

"Have a seat lass," Killian offered, motioning to the newly vacant spot across from him. His eyes took in her sight, a playful smile forming on his lips. "What do I get if I win?" He asked with a clearly suggestive tone. "Looks like you have quite a bit to offer in that . . ." His eyes slowly trailed over her, but focused more on the upper half of her body, resting his gaze on her chest area before meeting her face again. "Bodice of yours," he finished with smile, not even attempting to be subtle or hide his intentions. It was just talk for now of course. He was merely building the mood of . . . well, whatever the evening brought.

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Milah chuckled a little, as the man got up. It was slightly funny, the fact that the man had to get up, to make room for her. "You know, I could have stood." Milah said, slightly a mixture of annoyed, and amusement. It was quite amusing, and Milah took the seat.

After Killian spoke. Milah shook her head and snapped her finger. "Pardon, but my eyes are up here." Milah chuckled, and shrugged. "If you win, you can get what you want. If I win, I get that lovely necklace." Milah said motioning to Killian's necklace. It was quite nice, and Milah wouldn't mind something to show off. "Name is Milah, and you are?"

[Killian Jones]

Tag: Milah

It's Always Nice

TO MAKE AN IMPRESSION

The woman told him that she could have stood, clearly looking amused by his actions and it only fueled his own amusement by this entire situation. "Nonsense. Can't have a pretty thing like you tiring herself by standing. You may need your energy tonight, love," Killian stated with a wink, his words once again having a crude underlying tone. She then did something that no other woman had: she snapped her fingers and told him that her eyes were up. The abrupt action had caused him to immediately react as his eyes went straight to hers. He let out a chuckle, finding her company to already be far more enjoyable than he had otherwise assumed it would be. "Can't help that you have other such, filling attributes," he said lewdly, the men surrounding him giving a slight chuckle.

She then made her wager, saying he could get anything he wanted, while she would get the necklace he wore. "Anything, eh?" He repeated in confirmation. "You heard her, lads. You all serve as my witnesses that the woman offered to give me anything," he announced as his eyes went around the crowd, his words responded to with cheers and ayes. He then met the woman's gaze once again, taking his necklace off and setting it in the middle of the table. 'You have a deal," he told her. He knew now that he absolutely had to cheat, for he wanted to win this. Not to save his necklace, but to be given anything he wanted from her. Oh the endless possibilities this offer provided.

She offered her name. It was unique, and very fitting for the stunning lass sitting across from him. "Captain Killian Jones," he said, giving his full title so that he could impress with his rank, now making it known he was a pirate if she hadn't already picked up on that. Though she seemed quite bright. "Before we begin, can I get you another drink, love?" He asked, wondering what she drank, how she liked it. There was something different about her, something that set her apart from most of the women he encountered in taverns, and he was looking forward to exploring the extent of that.

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Milah looked at the man who sat across from her, intrigued by him. Milah gave a crooked smile, "Why thank you. Such the womanizer." Milah said sarcastically. She wasn't much of one to take to the pirates antics, but it was quite refreshing compared to how Rumple was. Looking to the men who cheered, Milah gave them a quick glare, and narrowed her eyes.

Eyeing the necklace, Milah smiled and kept looking it over. It really was a nice piece of jewelery, and she nodded. "Good. Just prepare to loose, Captain Jones." Milah looked to the man across from her, in the eyes. "Another drink would be swell. Something like Rum please." Milah quickly finished her first glass, having forgotten she had it since speaking to the pirate. "Now. What game would you like to play?"