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Post by nutmeg on Dec 16, 2014 8:32:14 GMT
 You think you can hide, I can smell your scent for miles Megara Stanwyck had randomly decided to explore the town, and what a mistake that was. She felt like the whole city was filled with moronic inhabitants. She had run across a grumpy man, and someone who was way too happy to be there. It reminded her of Phil, and she had rolled her eyes in disgust at that very thought. She walked her way to the docks, stopping and staring out at the water for a moment before sighing. It was best to just turn back now, since there really was not much that she could do by herself.
On her way back towards the diner, Megara had come across a pirate that seemed to want to be by herself, sitting on the ground by the water. It was fine with her, she didn't really care. Part of her wanted to shove the other woman into the water, but she refrained. She wanted a drink. As she walked down further, she stopped someone with a flirtatious smile, always willing to exercise her female attributes. "Say...where's the nearest bar, sweets?"
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Post by Killian Jones on Dec 24, 2014 14:00:06 GMT
do you NEED A HAND LOVE? Hook was on his way to work. He was only in this town for Emma, and since Emma was Sheriff, as well as had an abundance of family here that often required her attention . . . he knew that he needed to find something else to occupy his time. And what better way to do that than to work in an environment that was surrounded by alcohol. He was rather enjoying his position as bartender, even creating a couple of drinks himself. Clad in the attire of this world, and now working in a job here . . . it was safe to say that he really was assimilating to a Storybrooke citizen.
Being pulled from his thoughts, a young woman stopped him to ask where the nearest bar was. He knew a smile like that all too often, and had he not reformed himself to the man he was now, he would have easily succumbed to it. "It's just down the street and to the right, love," he answered, though knew he could do one better. "I'm heading there myself, if you'd like the company," he offered. Oh yes! What a good citizen he was indeed.
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Post by nutmeg on Dec 29, 2014 8:54:57 GMT
You think you can hide, I can smell your scent for miles Megara eyed the hook that was on the man's hand and caught herself wondering just what happened to it, but she didn't care enough to voice her question. She placed a hand on her hip and put her weight on the same leg that her hand was on. Her eyes wandered up and down his body, with a soft lick of her lips.
Yes, Megara may be in love with Hades, but that didn't mean she was going to be celebate, waiting for him to come to his senses and love her too. She swallowed a bit, her eyes meeting with his. "Oh, Sweet Tooth, I'd go anywhere with you." The words slid off her tongue with ease, the smile appearing.
Meg tilted her head slightly, pondering how many ways they could lay in bed together. Sometimes she swore she should have been born a man, but right now life was way too good as a woman. "Where we headed, Sweet Tooth?"
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Post by Killian Jones on Dec 29, 2014 16:33:10 GMT
do you NEED A HAND LOVE? Hook was not oblivious to her gaze; the way her eyes wandered over him. If the circumstances had been different, and he was not with Emma right now, then of course he would have embraced this opportunity. She was after all, a beautiful woman who was interested. But Killian was no longer that man, so instead, he chose to ignore it, still offering his assistance to get the woman to her destination. "The main bar in town," he told her, answering her question and beginning to walk in the direction of where they were both planning on going.
"As you can see, Storybrooke isn't a very big town, so we have but one main bar." The most popular one. And the best in Hook's opinion, since that was the one he worked at."I take it you're new in town, lass?" He presumed. With all the curses that brought people here, or took them away, it could be difficult to keep track of who all was here. But as Killian had said, the town wasn't very big so sooner or late, paths tended to cross with both familiar and unfamiliar faces.
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Post by nutmeg on Jan 14, 2015 8:25:03 GMT
You think you can hide, I can smell your scent for miles Megara had no idea that the pirate that she was currently speaking to had a girlfriend already, nor did she care if she had known. She hit on pretty much anything that moved, and damn if they didn't like it. She smiled up at the man, the flirtation dancing in her eyes.
Past the flirting, Megara wasn't out to attack him or anything and he had seemed nice enough. She just wished that she could find Aiden so they could plan their next move to reach their goal. She followed the pirate in stride, eyebrow quirking up a bit when he told her it was the main bar in town. "The main bar? Are you trying to tell me there are others in this lack-of town?"
Meg looked at the stores that they passed as they walked, and an amused smile crept up on her lips. "No, I've been here for centuries. So long I forgot what was here," was her sarcastic reply before nodding her head.
"And should I keep calling you Sweet Tooth, or is there a name to that handsome face?"
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Post by Killian Jones on Jan 20, 2015 9:33:16 GMT
do you NEED A HAND LOVE? Hook focused more on her words than her expressions, able to recognize it but politely ignoring it. She seemed like a decent enough woman, so unless she gave him reason to be wary of her . . . well, this was merely a friendly conversation among two strangers who had just met. "Aye," he confirmed. "There are other locations where you can find drink, but I feel obligated to promote this one. Probably because I am bias considering I am employed there," he said with a bit of a smile.
A job he enjoyed as he was able to explore the wonderful variety of drink in this land. She then answered his next question with a sarcastic reply and Hook gave a slightly amused smile. "You'd be surprised, love, at how long some of us have actually lived." The irony in her words, considering Killian himself was two centuries old . . . thanks to his little venture to Neverland. Due to his lack of familiarity with her, he deduced that she had come during the second curse, rather than the first. Otherwise surely, they would have crossed paths. She then asked him his name, and he turned to look at her to properly reply.
"Killian," he introduced. He left off his title and last name because, well, it was not necessary in the moment. "Though most refer to me by attained nickname, Hook," he added on, raising the hook that was forever a part of him so that it was fairly self explanatory how he had gained that nickname. "And you are?" He asked in return, curious to know who she was and how her story weaved into the strands of this tapestry of fairly tales.
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Post by nutmeg on Jan 24, 2015 8:50:56 GMT
You think you can hide, I can smell your scent for miles Megara had to wonder about this man; he was obligated to promote this bar because he was employed there... she'd never heard that before. Then again, she hadn't really heard of more than one pub in the same town either. It was entirely unusual, this town called Storybrooke. She had so many questions about this place, but she wasn't going to ask any; which also meant she wasn't getting any answers to them either anytime soon. "At least it's good to know that we can go there to drink and watch something hot."
Meg smirked a bit at the last comment, and although he wasn't baiting on her flirts, he also wasn't denying them either. Which, of course, she took as invitation to continue with the flirting. And no doubt there were others older than her; she'd seen them. Plus, Hades was probably older than the two of them combined, considering his heritage. Now that she thought about it, she didn't really know how old Hades was, after all.
Killian, hm? And his nickname Hook? "I think I enjoy calling you Sweets more than Hook. Maybe Sharp Sweets." A twinkle in her eye. "Megara. Call me Meg. Or Honey, if you prefer."
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Post by Killian Jones on Jan 25, 2015 17:46:07 GMT
Note: I hope it's ok that I had him know she was from Olympus! If not, then I can definitely edit my post!
do you NEED A HAND LOVE? Watch something hot, eh. She certainly wasn't being subtle and he wondered if by his appeasement, he was giving her the wrong idea. "There is plenty of company that can be found in such a place," he stated. There. He had managed to deter the subject. Flirting was innocent enough, but he also had no interest in partaking in it with any other woman, other than the one he was with. Teasing was one thing, but as he hardly knew the woman . . . he imagined it would not be entirely appropriate, more so because of her own comments. Any man would be flattered to hear such things from a beautiful woman and while he was not the exception, he also couldn't engage in them.
She then told him she preferred to call him Sweets, or well, Sharp Sweets as she put it. "As flattered as I am by your descriptions of me, which are quite accurate might I add," he said with a bit of a smirk, a tone of joking arrogance in his voice. "Perhaps it best you call be by my name," he added on. "We wouldn't want anyone to get the wrong idea, now would we lass." The question was rhetorical . . . though perhaps it had been unwise to pose it either way. "Megara," he repeated, finding the name sounded familiar. "The Olympian?" He asked, having heard stories of a woman named Megara, however had not know who she was.
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Post by nutmeg on Feb 2, 2015 8:25:57 GMT
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Megara didn't get her feelings hurt when he seemed to turn down her many attempts at flirting; he wasn't his type anyway. He wasn't...Hades. There, she'd said it. Well, in her mind, anyway. She kept her hand on her hip, however, and still pouted, just for show. "I would imagine that true, I suppose. I take it you have a girlfriend already, Sweets?" Again, not that it really bothered her any.
The man, better known as Hook, continued on by suggesting that she call him by his name, and Meg rolled her eyes at him. "Relax, Toots, I have nicknames for everyone. It's not like I'm really into you." Then she sighed. "But if you absolutely insist, I'll call you Hook." Then she grinned at him, nudging his shoulder.
"I must have had you fooled. It's not the end of the world that you're taken." Then, Hook mentioned Olympians and Megara frowned. How did he know about where she was from, and she crossed her arms. "Yes, but how did you hear about that?" Who knows? Maybe Killian could help Hades and herself complete their quest.
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Post by Killian Jones on Feb 4, 2015 14:35:15 GMT
do you NEED A HAND LOVE? She expressed her assumption of him being in a relationship, and he supposed it wasn't a secret. In fact, it definitely wasn't a secret. Considering who she was and who he was and everything they had endured . . . well, people knew. "Aye," he confirmed casually. She went on to speak of how she had nicknames for everyone, and that she wasn't actually interested in him. Interesting statement, considering her initial gaze and suggestions. How did Hook know? Because he had once been the same way. But he certainly wasn't about to argue with her over such a thing. "I wouldn't assume so, love," he told her. "For you know what they say when you assume something," he added on with a bit of a wink.
"But as I have a nickname, I imagine it would save you the trouble of creating one," he added on a bit jokingly, more so as she added on that upon his insistence, she would call him Hook. Which of course, suited him perfectly fine. He smiled when she nudged his shoulder, turning his head to look at her as she went on to explain that she had him fooled; that it wasn't the end of the world that he was taken. "I never said it was," he told her. "But alas, I wouldn't blame you in the slightest," he continued with joking arrogance, a cocky smile to match his words. "It's completely understandable," he went on in the same tone with the same expression.
She confirmed that she was indeed the Olympian who's name he had come across. Her inquiry as to how he knew it was a fair one to question. "I heard the name amidst my travels," he began to say. "As she wed the son of Zeus." Zeus' name was a powerful one, as was his son Hercules . . . thus, the wedding of Megara and Hercules had indeed been big news. He wasn't sure what happened after that, as that was where his knowledge of her tale ended. "I imagine there aren't many Megaras in Olympus," he stated. She was the same one clearly, and he briefly wondered if her husband was also here in Storybrooke. If he was, then Hook hadn't yet encountered him.
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