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Post by Rose Hunter on Sept 7, 2015 23:06:00 GMT
Another night, another stop at some port where the men of the ship lined up at the local tavern, making fools of themselves in Goldie’s opinion. But she couldn’t help looking across at Killian, his smile being the most warmly lit feature in this place. She held in a breath, it wasn’t right for her to be feeling …what…. Feelings? What was she feeling? She didn’t even know. All she knew was that the moments she got to spend with him on the ship were beginning to make her feel like maybe happy endings existed after all. But of course, there were a handful of girls vying for his attention. Goldie rolled her eyes slightly, thinking that perhaps they would be able to laugh it off later with rum and stories under the stars. But as she lift her cold ale to her lips, she noticed that he had seemingly taken an interest in one of the girls. Goldie lift her eyebrow as she watched the interaction, the girls hand touching his arm, his hand, his ahh okay. So that was her approach. Classy. Goldie turned her back to the situation, something in her stomach just knotting and clawing at her, telling her that she didn’t like what was happening. Okay, all she needed to do was tell him that she wasn’t sure what was going on, but maybe she was developing..something. No, don’t do that, that’s stupid. Goldie brought the glass up to her lips, finishing off the cold beverage before setting it down roughly on the counter. “ Okay..” she said, giving herself a nod of encouragement before she turned around. “ Killia-“ she started, but cut herself short, noticing that they were already leaving the tavern. He’d chosen the girl in the bar whose name he probably didn’t know. Goldie stood there, her mouth agape, feeling as though she had just been sucker punched. Why did this affect her so much? Goldie looked around the tavern, trying to figure out if there was anyone who she could distract herself with for the evening. She had never really been with anyone aside from the Huntsman, and tonight she didn’t want to be with anyone aside from Killian. But he had just established the types of woman he wanted to be with tonight. It didn’t take long, which Goldie wasn’t sure was a reflection of her own looks, how desperate the man was, or how drunk he may be. At any rate, in less than no time at all she was taking him back to the ship as well. She came aboard the ship, watching Killian long enough to catch his eye. But it lasted momentarily, as she decided to tear her gaze away from him, pressing her lips against those of the stranger she’d brought on board with her. Killian Jones |
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Post by Rose Hunter on Jul 26, 2015 23:18:33 GMT
Goldie thought back to the peace and comfort that she felt within the wooded terrain. Was it comfort because it reminded her of the Huntsman? Or did she love the Huntsman because it reminded her of the terrain? Maybe it was more circular than she thought. But the mention of the Huntsman, however she tried to shy away from it, seemed to be the topic of discussion and what was on her mind the most. Her lips pursed together slightly, trying to hold back any tears that may be trying to form. Crying had exhausted her at this point, and there seemed little to no purpose anymore. It wouldn’t bring her back to the Huntsman. She looked over at the captain as he mentioned that perhaps the company was what provided the feeling of safety instead of the environment, but at the same time there would be no better peace than that you felt when you were with the one you loved. So that was it? She wasn’t ever going to feel peace again? A slight pain settled into her chest, dully tugging at any hope and happiness she felt my have still claimed home there. Goldie dropped her chin down to her knee, tucking her arms around her legs as she looked out at the water. “You are a kind pirate,” she said, looking at him with a smile, “Or rubbish of a gentleman,” she said , leaning to the side to nudge him a bit. She pushed her hair from her face, dropping her legs before she scooted closer toward him. He wasn’t going to harm her. If he was, he would’ve done that on the first night she was here. Yet, despite their initial meeting he had been kind and patient with her. Which is perhaps why she felt comfortable with him as time passed. “Well, you’re not going to like this,” she said as though it were a matter of fact. Goldie leaned down, resting her head against his chest before she curled up beside him, wrapping her arm tightly over his abdomen before she closed her eyes. “ Can you tell me about the first time you sailed?” she asked, opening her eyes once more to look at the stars. Killian Jones |
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Post by Rose Hunter on Jul 19, 2015 17:31:56 GMT
Rose was surprised by the small laugh that passed through her lips as this charming musician slash bartender continued to enchant the conversation, throwing out quick little quips, making her blush at the suggestion of him biting if she asked politely. Once she realized that her belongings were going to be watched by the bouncer she found herself surprised yet again by him twirling her and bringing her close to him. At first she stepped clumsily, almost caught off guard, before she placed one of her hands around the back of his neck. He had a much more muscular frame than she had anticipated. Rose could count the number of times that she was left speechless in her entire life on one hand. And yet here she was, stammering like an idiot because some smooth talking bartender thought she was pretty, and talked to her so sweet that his words almost sounded like honey.
Rose looked up, smiling at him as he jested about calling her pet names, only to break the tension a bit by introducing himself. “O’Malley itself even sounds musical..” she said with a slight lift of her eyebrow. “ I guess.. here.. I am Rose Hunter,” she said, giving a slight nod. It was odd, really, to introduce yourself with two names. But wasn’t what this had created? A place where they could live two separate lives, learn from their mistakes, try and do better? “In the forest… I was Goldie Lockes..” she said, scrunching her face up a bit. After a moment, she shrugged her shoulder, adding softly. “ But you can call me whatever you like, O’Malley,”
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Post by Rose Hunter on Jul 19, 2015 17:24:42 GMT
Goldie imagined it was hard to share a part of yourself once you became guarded. So she appreciated that the captain didn’t tell her to bug off and send her back to the quarters she had been dwelling in for the last few days. She looked over at him, smiling as he told her to take it all in. It was true, she probably wouldn’t see a view like this in quite some time again. But she looked over his features, agreeing that she probably wouldn’t get another view like this in quite some time either. It was a rare moment when you could find a pirate with his guard down, get through to the person that they truly are behind all of their behaviors and mannerisms. “I believe that,” she said, speaking quietly. Goldie spread her dress out, realizing how ridiculous the amount of fabric that came with wearing one of their dresses really was. But she settled back, resting her hands against her stomach as she did her best to enjoy the view. “I had a place like this once,” she said, breaking the silence between them. “It wasn’t the water, obviously,” she said, offering a small smile in his direction. “But I suppose any place that you can feel safe probably gives you a universal feeling of comfort. Mine was the woods. Less…sea salt and more,… mud…” she said, looking down at her fingers. “Do you think it’s possible to find happiness when you’re away from your safe spot?” she asked, looking his direction. Was it possible that she could find it again, away from the Huntsman? Or would she forever be trapped in the mental prison she’d created for herself in which she yearned for him constantly. Killian Jones |
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Post by Rose Hunter on Jul 12, 2015 21:54:56 GMT
Goldie looked down at her hands in her lap, almost ashamed at everything that she had just learned about the captain across from her. She had treated him so poorly when she first met him, and the fact of the matter was that it had been selfish. She wasn't the only one in the world who was experiencing pain or having to lose a loved one. The devastating part was that he was now living a life where he was seeking constant revenge and vengeance toward the man responsible for losing his love. If there was any sort of comfort to the situation that Goldie was going through, it was that the Huntsman was alive. For now. She brought her gaze back up to the captain, feeling a newfound sort of sympathy for him. It explained so much of how he decided to carry himself now. Goldie looked around the cabin at their surroundings. She didn't know much about this man at all, but she knew he liked the water. A small smile settled on her features as she looked at him, placing her hands against the table before standing up. "Will you join me?" she questioned, before picking up his plate as well as hers. If he was hungry, she imagined he had no choice now. Goldie took the plates, going out onto the rest of the ship as she looked around. It took her a moment before finding the easiest way to carry the plates and successfully get as high as possible on the ship so that they could eat while they looked out onto the water, and hopefully let some of the salty wind get into his hair. Killian Jones |
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Post by Rose Hunter on Jul 12, 2015 21:44:29 GMT
Rose blinked, trying to process everything that Liam had just said to her. It was just, she personally couldn’t understand how he didn’t find men attractive if he was sleeping with them. The voyages and long journeys, she understood it, hell it wouldn’t matter even if he was attracted to men. She thought he had been this entire time and it hadn’t changed the way she adored him. But trying to wrap her mind around being intimate with someone you weren’t attracted to was too difficult of a concept for her to even try to begin to understand. But, he had taken his burger out and it seemed like he wasn’t going to let this misunderstanding ruin his evening. She may as well not let it ruin hers either. “ Well, I do apologize,” she said, deciding to give up on trying to understand any of it. “And now I know to be more appropriately dressed when you’re around,” she said teasingly before getting up to go get her own burger ready. Rose sat back, crossing her legs before pushing the hair from her face. “ So how come you haven’t tried to be involved with any of the girls here in Storybrooke then? Clearly you like relationships,” she said, referring to his former engagement. “ It just seems like a waste of a perfect gentleman,” she said. Rose looked down at the burger in her hands, bringing it to her mouth before she took a bite that was far too large, letting the ketchup and mustard plaster itself against her nose and cheeks. Liam Jones |
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Post by Rose Hunter on Jul 12, 2015 21:44:14 GMT
Rose kept her fingers tucked around the glass, holding onto it tightly, as her eyes focused intensely on the handsome man who was now leaning on the bar counter between them. She couldn't stop the smile that crossed her lips as he called her beautiful again, dropping her head so that her hair slightly covered her face. Why was it always so embarrassing when people found you attractive? " It's a devastating thought," she teased with her tone as serious as she could possibly muster it to be. When he asked if she danced, she bit the edge of her lip, subconsciously tracing the top of her glass with her fingers. " I think I do now," she conceded, standing up from her bar stool.. She brought the glass to her lips, drinking it more quickly than she imagined a drink so carefully made like that should be. But she also had a feeling that if she got on the dance floor with him she might not want to return to her drink.
The alcohol was sweet at first because of the bitters, which made it sting a little more once the initial sugar nature of it wore off. She looked over at the handsome stranger, wondering if he shared the same tendency. She set her clutch down on the counter, unsure of what else she could possibly do with it before taking a small step back. If she had never been into a bar like this before, she surely didn't know how to dance to jazz music. But she had a feeling that was something else that he would prove to be very good at, even if she wasn't. "You sure you don't bite?" she questioned teasingly as she lift her eyebrow in his direction.
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Post by Rose Hunter on Jul 8, 2015 23:45:57 GMT
Goldie smiled to herself, glancing in the captain’s direction as he called himself devilishly handsome. He was used to hearing compliments, so clearly he didn’t need to hear them from her. “I didn’t forget, I just didn’t say it,” she teased, tearing a few pieces of the chicken so that they were in small edible bites. She wondered how many women on this ship actually had a meal, or if they were just in it for the jolly good time and the stories that came with it. But as he called her beautiful, she brought her eyes up to look at him, slightly taken back. And he wanted to see her smile? Yes, he was doing a good job at it. But the blush crept back on her cheeks as she looked down at her plate. As far as she knew, no one besides the Huntsman had found her pretty in her entire life. So to hear it so casually from the captain was enough to make her nerves stand at attention. But as he mentioned a toast, setting the past behind them, a soft smile crept upon her lips. “Yes,” she agreed with a firm nod before lifting her cup. She tapped the goblet against his own gently before bringing it to her lips. With a few large gulps, she emptied it entirely. She looked up, giving a helpless sort of look before finally venturing into having her first bite of food in days. It wasn’t like she could just forget about the Huntsman. He was the love of her life. Or had been. The thought alone confused her. This new life she was starting, did it mean she would have a new love? She watched the pirate across the table. Surely it couldn’t be him. He was so … in need of being fixed up. Yes, handsome. But someone who would settle down? Absolutely not. He was wild and free, literally out on the sea. “ About your past…” she started apprehensively. “What is it that has you so kind toward the situation I am in?” she asked, forgetting her food again as she laid her hands in her lap. Killian Jones |
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Post by Rose Hunter on Jul 8, 2015 23:39:41 GMT
Rose couldn’t help the smile that illuminated her features as he called her gorgeous. Man, he was slick. And though she knew it was a tactic he probably used frequently and nightly, she had to admit that it worked. He was making her feel like she was the only girl in the bar, and that seemed like a good goal to have in order to get people to keep coming into your bar. She looked over her shoulders back at the place as he called it his home away from home. Rose wished she could find something like that in Storybrooke. But nothing felt like home outside of the Enchanted Forest. She looked back over, watching him make the drink. A small portion of her was deciding whether or not it was crass to check a man out while he was working on a drink for you, but he was pretty dashing. Plus, she fervently motivated her other friends to go out of their comfort zone and strike up conversations with attractive people.
Rose lift the side of her lips up into a smirk as he suggested that she could be the judge of his drink making skills, with a grin. He had an appealing grin. She caught herself staring at his lips for a moment longer than she should before registering that he was saying all of the first drinks were on him, “That must get sticky.” she said without thinking. Don’t try to be funny to the man you think is cute, Rose, she thought to herself. “I…” she started before laughing quietly. “I don’t usually come into bars.” she said, giving a single nod. “ And you’re very… handsome. And clearly skilled at this.” she said, alluding to the way he could easily talk to women, but then gesturing to the drink to try and hint at his bartending skills as a means to hide some of her embarrassment.
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Post by Rose Hunter on Jul 7, 2015 23:20:11 GMT
Goldie sat slightly against the table, resting her hands against the end of it as he suggested that she take a closer look at his physique. With a lift of her eyebrow, she brought her hand up to his coat, moving it to the side slightly as she traced her hand along the panel of his vest. “The Huntsman was more defined,” she said teasingly, trying to hide her smile. Goldie brought her hand back to herself, debating the offer he had given her about how he would eat if she would finally eat something. “ I will have more rum,” she said, smiling as she stood away from the table and began to make her way back toward her seat. ” You eat the salad, I will have….” she said, looking around. She smiled as her eyes settled on the chicken. She gave him a teasing glare before placing the entirety of what was left of the chicken onto her plate. “ Eat your salad, … love” she said, doing her best to mimick his voice and the way he spoke before she took a hesitant look at the chicken. Perhaps some more rum. Goldie sat up, this time holding the cup with both hands before taking a large drink. She scrunched her nose at the taste this time, though it vastly improved from the near death she experienced first. “ It does get better.” she conceded, giving a firm nod as she set the goblet back down onto the table. “ Should we save some for Smee? Or is he.. I mean he looks pretty well fed. Stout.. even. Maybe he needs the salad more than you do,” she said with a smile. “No, but honestly. It seems like you are a gentlemen of sort. You know how to put together a meal. Yet, you bring these women onto your vessel. I realize it’s primarily for the…company,” she paused, giving a pointed smile. “It seems like you have the potential to be dashing if you so choose”And then she jumped him. ( Haha, had to  But joking.) Killian Jones |
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Post by Rose Hunter on Jul 7, 2015 16:46:58 GMT
Goldie tried to stop the small smirk that was pressing across her lips as he continued on, complimenting his own self. She had to hand it to him, he was aware of exactly who he was and was not afraid of somehow encouraging it a bit. She found it slightly endearing. She looked up, at the pretense that she did not need to worry about being a lady on the ship. “I doubt many a ‘lass’ here has worried about being a lady in your presence,” she jested back at him, teasing at the fact that she had the high opinion that if any ladies were aboard the ship, it was to board him as well. Though, she did smile at the fact that he had teased her about having to put the food on the plate as well. Goldie looked over everything that the table had to offer, and found herself reaching forward for a few pieces of fruit, setting them carefully on her plate. The chicken looked like it would melt in her mouth, and it smelled heavenly. She watched it for a moment, blinking at the idea of placing some on her plate before looking back in the captains direction. As he handed over the cup to her, she looked down in it, narrowing her eyebrows slightly. “Thank you,” she said, taking the goblet without any sort of idea what may be inside of it. She was his guest, and at the prospect of not wanting to be rude, she took a large drink from it. The moment she swallowed a large gulp, she felt herself coughing, almost dropping the cup as she set it down on the table. Goldie covered her hand over her mouth, giving a few more coughs as she tried to adjust to the sting and burn that the drink had left in the back of her throat. “Oh, that’s terrible,” she said, laughing quietly as she looked back in his direction. “Why would you do that yourself.. on purpose?” she questioned with a playful smile. “Here, allow me to help you instead,” she said, looking over at his plate. Men.. they never tried anything new, despite having everything available to them. Goldie placed her hair behind her ear before getting up, going over to his plate. The chicken, the fruit available, the greens. She scanned the table, eyeing a canister of oil before smiling at him. “May I?” she asked, as more of a formality than anything as she began to slice the chicken. Goldie worked carefully, placing the chicken on top of the greens, then selecting what she figured was the proper selection of fruit on top it. Finally she took the oil and set it next to his plate. “I won’t tell anyone..” she said, trying to hide her smile from the fact that it may seem like a feminine meal. “I promise, it’s delicious. A lot better than the rubbish you gave me,”
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Post by Rose Hunter on Jul 7, 2015 16:22:08 GMT
A look of horror spread across Rose’s face as Liam explained that she had just falsely accused him of being gay. Shit. Rose looked between the jacket to Liam. “Oh of course, I..of course..” she said, closing her eyes before shaking her head slightly. Well, this was certainly awkward. But a look of confusion replaced her expression, her eyebrows furrowing together. With a slight tilt of her head she looked back in his direction. “But were you not lonely on the long voyages? I mean… We… When I was on…the ship with Hook, and he… there.. I…” Rose started, realizing that she was failing at putting together a coherent sentence. “ It’s just that the men on the ship talked about how they…….turned to each other. For comfort.” she said, her own frazzled nature taking away from her ability to talk clearly. “ I am.. so sorry,” she said again, placing her hand against her chest. But then she tried to think back on everything else in their friendship. She was fairly certain she’d walked around him in just her underwear while getting dressed on occasions simply because of the fact that she believed he would not eye her. “Oh my god,” she said, placing her hand on her stomach. “ Did you,… I…” she started again, before putting her hands up. “ The.. burgers.” she finally stammered out, placing her hands on her hips. Well, this was a great way to start an evening. Rose bit the inside of her cheek at the awkwardness that seemed to fill the room. Well, if he wasn't into men, then why was he single? He was handsome, nice.. It seemed that if he were looking, he'd be perfectly suitable for girls to be drawn toward. Or maybe they were and she just hadn't been paying attention. Liam Jones |
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Post by Rose Hunter on Jul 7, 2015 15:57:43 GMT
As Killian spoke to her, greeting her for the evening, Goldie dipped her head slightly, doing the slightest of curtsies. Her eyes kept wandering back over toward the food, and as difficult as it was to tell herself to be lady-like, she wasn’t sure how long that would last. Goldie walked over to the table as he directed, sitting at the edge of her seat before looking back up at him. She couldn’t help but narrow her eyebrows as he poured the water for her. It seemed out of character for him, though she figured that even the grizzliest of characters had to have a heart. It didn’t mean she needed to leave it unnoticed. “Thank you,” she said, attempting to look him in the eyes. But the moment he told her that the dress looked nice on her, the blush came to her cheeks and she looked away. It was sort of a double ended compliment. She looked nice, though he hadn’t planned on her being able to look nice. He wasn’t all to blame; she’d been so nasty to him when they first met. Goldie touched the fabric covering her stomach, gripping her fingertips against it. “The Huntsman would have liked the color..” she said, more to herself than anyone else. Goldie thought for a moment, of what he was doing. Her heart ached for him more powerfully than her stomach ached for food. But what was done was done. She cleared her throat quietly, looking back up at the captain. She had to admit, he was sort of handsome.. in the devilish sense. Where the Huntsman had been a gentleman, though an opinionated one at that, she had thought he was classically handsome. His features had been burned into her brain as what the ideal man would look like, what her dreams were. And as it seemed, he was beginning to haunt them. But the captain… there was something lurking beneath his features. He was attractive in a way that sort of made your breath catch. She blinked, realizing that she had been staring at him for far too long. ”…This was very kind of you,” she started, dropping her hands from when they had started to reach for food, and sat back leaving her plate bare. ” I was unkind to you when we first met. I do apologize for that. It’s not your fault… what’s going on.” she said, looking back up at the pirate captain. It wasn’t fair to take her anger out on him, no matter what his reasoning behind taking her on his ship was, he still was doing it. “Oh,” she said, forgetting her manners. “ You clean up nicer than I expectd of you as well,”Killian Jones |
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Post by Rose Hunter on Jul 6, 2015 23:20:03 GMT
After Liam had taken the boxes from her, she placed one hand on the side of the door frame to try and steady herself as he moved the leash around her legs. “Thank you , darling,” she said, picking up most of the leash before heading into the apartment. “I think I’m going to name him Bear… but I couldn’t leave him at the shelter,”[/ b] she said apologetically before looking at Liam and smiling slowly at him. “ I feel like I haven’t seen you in ages,” she said before wrapping her arms around him in a hug, tightly. She let go of him, taking a step back before bending down to unfasten the leash from Bear’s collar. “I hope you’re alright with bacon cheeseburgers,” she mused, beginning to unbutton her jacket as she walked farther into the apartment.Rose paused, looking at a jacket that was haphazardly laying on the side of the couch. It was a sad realization of their friendship, but she knew it wasn’t Liam’s. She stared at it for a moment, bringing her fingertips to the fabric. She wished Graham was capable of leaving his jacket at her place, or better yet, that she could forget what his face looked like. She took in a deep breath, moving her hand away from the jacket before she turned on her heels to look at Liam. “It’s.. so lonely here in Storybrooke. You’re so lucky you have your boyfriend,” she said, moving to one of the boxes. Rose picked up a few of the fries, placing them in her mouth as she started to take her shoes off.
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Post by Rose Hunter on Jul 6, 2015 1:11:56 GMT
Rose stepped inside The High Note, not realizing that it was almost as though you were stepping into an entirely different reality. She brushed her hair from her face before lowering her hand to grasp the clutch that she was holding in front of herself almost protectively. Going out to bars wasn’t exactly something that Rose considered herself doing normally. The week had been long, and she’d been dying to wear her dress out. It seemed as good a time as any to throw back a couple of drinks and paint the town red. The music was….in a word? Phenomenal. She looked up at the stage, trying to spot if she knew any of the players before she noticed that the man with the saxophone had thrown a wink in her direction. She smiled slowly, though narrowing her eyebrows at the act. It seemed well-rehearsed, as though throwing out winks and grins was a part of his daily routine. And judging by the aura that exuded from him, she was assuming that more often than not, it worked for him.
Rose finally tore herself away from looking at the band on stage so that she could maneuver her way toward the bar counter. This didn’t seem like the place that she could just order a glass of wine, or beer. The music, the energy, was so pure and vibrant. She felt like she was doing it a dishonor if she didn’t have something a little more unique. Rose tore herself away from her thoughts as she heard a smooth talking voice. A slow smile placed itself upon her lips as she turned to look at him. Oh. He was good at this. “ Ah, thank you,” she said, feeling the slight blush come across her cheeks. Even if it did seem obvious that he was good with lines, being called pretty wasn’t something she found herself used to. She lift her eyebrows as he continued to speak, surprised that he was the entertainment as well as step in bartender. “Um.. I’ve never had an Old Fashioned. There’s something about this place..” she said, quietly, almost to herself as she took one last look around over her shoulder before looking back into his eyes. “it’s sort of magical on its’ own within Storybrooke,” she said, placing her clutch onto the counter. “Are you as good at your bartending skills as you are at music? That was really brilliant,” she said, smiling at him again as she took a seat at the bar.
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