The Dark One's Lady and the Pirate

[marymargaret]

Belle tried to keep herself calm as she went over her options.  She could wait and see if Rumpel would know that she'd been kidnapped or she could do something about her predicament.  As she was currently in the middle of the sea, her second option was limited.  She paced the small cell, needing to move as she felt boxed in.  She was reminded of the cell she'd been shown to at the Dark Castle upon agreeing to be Rumpel's maid. The memory caused a brief smile to flit to her lips though it quickly fell as she thought over her husband.  She hoped she would see him again.

She stiffened as a man came to the door, not appreciating how he was looking at her from the other side of the cell.  "Well," she said, bristling with anger. "I suppose I should speak with him, then."  Her tone was devoid of any joviality despite what her words might entail.  She didn't wish to set eyes on the scoundrel let alone talk to him.  Reluctantly she followed the first mate up to the deck.

[Killian Jones]

It's Always Nice

TO MAKE AN IMPRESSION

Hook turned his head when he heard two sets of footsteps approach. He smirked as he eyed the woman, extending his arms out in a welcoming gesture. "Welcome aboard the Jolly Roger," he announced with an amused tone of voice. "I didn't have a chance to formally welcome you considering you were a bit too unconscious for that," he said mockingly as he took a few steps toward her. He then reached into his pocket to pull out his flask, opening it and then extending it to her. "How about a drink to commemorate this fine occasion." Finally having some leverage against the Dark One.

Hook was just considering whether he wanted to let her presence linger, or kill her right away. Rumple hadn't let Milah survive for very long, so why should he let this woman. Perhaps he was just enjoying the moment . . . wanting to prolong it for some time before it was all over and his purpose in life was complete. He had no idea what he would do after, so he wished to bask in this victorious moment. Finally. The Dark One would know the pain of losing a loved one and Hook's only regret was that he wished he could be there to see the look on the demon's face.

[marymargaret]

Belle walked on deck with her head held high, refusing to be cowed by the man.  She was grateful for the lessons she'd been taught as a child, in standing tall and refraining from slouching.  She looked upon Hook with disdain as he made a show of welcoming her onto his ship.  She looked about her with scorn, finding it not as impressive as he made it to be.  Had she been there on any other occasion she would've undoubtedly been fascinated with being on the ship.  Yet now it served as nothing more than a prison.

She frowned down at the flask in his hand.  "I'd rather not," she answered coldly.  She hardly wished to take either food or drink from him in the fear that it would be tainted with some type of poison or other substance meant to do her harm.  He'd already proved that he had little care for her well being.

[Killian Jones]

It's Always Nice

TO MAKE AN IMPRESSION

Hook continueud to smirka at her refusal of the drink. "There is such a thing as too much pride, love," he told her. "This may be the last thing you taste for a while, or perhaps forever," he morbidly teased.

"It will certainly help make this experience more bearable," he added, only half joking. She didn't look like a woman who drank rum so it cold help numb her from what was happening, for Hook had no intention of letting her off this ship alive. "Or perhaps its not good enough for your liking," he said in further mockery. "For I'm certain the Crocodile bestows on your the finest wines. So much so that you refuse to accept anything less." He was calling her a snob, and was amused with the idea of it.