Aurora: 33. Aurora's kingdom is thriving under her father's rule, despite the constant warfare with a nearby kingdom. Killian is a feared warlord from the other kingdom. When he kidnaps her she's positive it'll be her death sentence. He is too...until he gets orders to personally bring her to his king's castle to be used for ransom. Through the trip they grow closer than enemies ever should. But with a war in their way, what can they do?
Killian Jones: Snow paced back and forth as she taught the lesson, her hands waving as if she was blind and it was her only use of communication. "And then there is Killian Jones. He's good with any weapon you can think of and he's dangerous. Many women have fallen under his curse only to find their hearts brutally ripped out of their chests and given to the king on an iron platter." She frowned, remembering the man. She pointed to his picture in the text book and a couple girl's eyes widened.
Aurora: It felt strange to Aurora to be learning about the current war, and current warlords, like it had happened hundreds of years ago. She raised her hand and when Snow called on her she asked, "Could you please clarify what you mean about people 'falling under his curse'? I mean it's not like curses actually exist..."
Killian Jones: "No of course not. But remember I only specified women...though I'm sure several men have as well. He's...It can be hard to see in those pictures and paintings, but he's extraordinarily handsome."
Aurora: There were a few snickers around the class and Aurora turned a bit red from the realization of what Snow ment. "Oh," she muttered.
Killian Jones: "Of coures one of your class would never fall for his charm, but this is partly what makes him so dangerous. He blames your kingdom, Aurora, for killing his wife and so he's been brutal ever since. Any questions?"
Aurora: Aurora hated to be called out like that. Even if it was a compliment, she didn't like how different she felt with the 'your kingdom'. Every other student was also high ranking, but she was the princess and that would never be forgotten. No one asked any so Snow moved on, talking about another warlord, Emma Swan, who had apparently been killed by a volcano named Mary Sue Mountian.
Killian Jones: After the class was done, she smiled and let them go. Belle trotted up to her, her beautiful blue dress trailing behind her "Aurora! So what did you think about the lesson?"
Aurora: "It was interesting I guess. I wouldn't want to meet anyone we talked about though. However, we should go check on Mulan now. I think her leg's almost healed, but I'm still worried." Some people questioned Aurora's close friendship with the female warrior, but Aurora didn't care. They had been best friends since she was little and she wasn't going to let what people thought stop her.
Killian Jones: Belle nodded "Aurora! Would you like to hang out in the tavern later? Obviously it would be improper but...I believe it is unnecessary once in a while."
Aurora: Aurora's face was one of shock. She had never been to a tavern in her life! "I-I don't think I can. I mean, what if my parents found out?"
Killian Jones: "They won't. I've been there before. Besides, you can always say that you went with me and you just ordered water. I'll cover for you! So what do you say?"
Aurora: She thought for a moment. It wouldn't be -too- bad. Just...going to see what the people did. Her parents couldn't argue with that. They always told her that to be a good leader she must understand her people. "Alright," Aurora grinned mischievously.
Killian Jones: "Cool!" And so they went and saw Mulan. Obviously the girl was fine, she always had been tough. And then they headed down to the tavern. There were a few men and a couple wenches, but the most striking was an extremely handsome man with spiked black hair (which for the time was extremely strange as a hairstyle) and a glass of clear liquid that based on their location was probably not water.
Aurora: Aurora studied the man for a bit. Something was nagging at her. "He looks... familiar. Do you know him?" she asked Mulan. Maybe he was in the army with her?
Killian Jones: Mulan stared at him for a moment "Possibly. He looks familiar." She agreed "Perhaps if you talked to him."
Aurora: "Me?" She was already out of her element and now her friend's wanted her to talk to some random guy in a tavern?
Killian Jones: Mulan shrugged "I'll be watching carefully...he could be dangerous." But he had a somehow calm element to him that made her stop worrying. Belle smiled "Yes...I'm going to go talk to Gold so you're on your own! Sorry!"
Aurora: Aurora sighed. Oh well. If she was going to be tenastic today by going into a tavern, then why not talk to him? She made her way over with a friendly smile. "Hello. Is this seat taken?" she indicated the other one at his table.
Killian Jones: He gave her a charming smile, his blue eyes lighting up "No of coures not, princess. All seats are reserved for your coming, of coures."
Aurora: She raised an eyebrow, but sat across from him. "So you apparently know me, but I'm unsure of who you are. You look familiar though. Have we met?"
Killian Jones: He shook his head "Ay, if I had I would surely remember." There was a light scruff on his chin that was also unusual to the style, suggesting that he was either in the army or lower class.
Aurora: "Do you know Mulan then, maybe? I assume you're in the army."
Killian Jones: He looked at the young dark-skinned woman "No, I don't believe so. But yes, the army has been kind to me as I assume your kingdom has been to you." He was done talking like a duke, but it had to be done...he had to sound like a gentleman...
Aurora: "I hope you don't take offence to this, but aren't you a bit young to be drinking?" she raised an eyebrow at his glass, just noticing in her unsureness of what to say next.
Killian Jones: He shook his head with a light laugh "Water. I come here for the company."
Aurora: "Oh," she blushed in her embarrassment. Duh. "My friends dragged me here," she explained.
Killian Jones: He smiled "Ah. Yes if I came here with others from the army it probably wouldn't be water...I don't care much for liquor to tell the truth. I tried it once...that was enough." that much was true, he was trying to never lie to her.
Aurora: "Ah, I never have." The clock rang out and Aurora remembered how her mother said her aunt was going to be at dinner and that she shouldn't be late. And she was going to be late. "Oh no! I'm late. I'm so sorry, but I have to go. Lovely to meet you." She rushed off, leaving Belle and Mulan as well in her hurry.
Killian Jones: Killian smiled "Of course, milady. Perchance." Da*nit! Perchance was a saying from his kingdom...if she recognized it... but she didn't seem to as she walked away. He finished off his water and came up with a plan.
Aurora: Later that night she sat alone with a book by the fireside. She had barely made the dinner on time, and had a few hairs out of place, but her mom let her slide when she explained that she had been "checking on Mulan." It was almost midnight and she knew she should be asleep, but it was a good book and she just couldn't seem to put it down.
Killian jones: Killian had to be quiet as he made his way beside her. He gripped his palms, k owing tht this was important... But she was easy to trick as she was being distracted by her book, so as soon as he could, he threw his hand over her mouth and hoisted her into his arms. Piece of cake.
Aurora: It was like a bucket of cold water was poured over her. She instantly knew what was happening. She was no fool. How the heck had someone gotten into her private rooms to kidnap her anyway? She struggled as hard as she could and screamed even though his hand muffled it considerably.
Killian jones: he put his lips to her ear "be quiet or I'll slit your neck here." He hissed, clamping his ham harder over her mouth.
Aurora: She froze. She refused to die here. As long as she survived, she had confidence she wouldn't be with whoever this was (Who was he? His voice sounded so familiar?) for long. Her parents did have an army.
Killian jones: he smiled cruelly "better. " but when they got outside he saw the dark-skinned warrior "mulan." He recollected with an annoyed hiss
Aurora: Aurora smirked. Her best friend would save her. Mulan saw them and immediately drew her sword. "Let her go and you don't get hurt."
Killian jones: "hurt?" He said in a false cowardly way "I see. Well I've got an idea little girl, I don actually feel like killing you right now, but I will. Or I could kill her..."
Aurora: "You wouldn't -dare-," Mulan snarled.
Killian jones: "Try me." He said, tightening his grip on her.
Aurora: Aurora hissed in pain and Mulan's resolve weakened. She couldn't fight him with Aurora's life so easily on the line. "I will get her back. Know that," Mulan promised as she pulled her sword back, but didn't put it fully away.
Killian jones: he nodded coldly and made sure that any attempt on his life would end te princess'. They were out of the place soon.
Aurora: Aurora hated this. She hated being afraid. All she could do was wait as he lead her away.
Killian jones: He unclasped her mouth and took off his mask "scream all you want little princess. No one will come."
Killian jones: He unclasped her mouth and took off his mask "scream all you want little princess. No one will come."
Aurora: She spun to face him and took a step back when she realized how close they were. She briefly wondered if she should have stayed closer. Maybe that would have caused her to vomit on him. Looking at his face she recognized him instantly as the man from the tavern. "You?"
Killian jones: he shrugged "most call me by my more colorful monicker, hook."
Aurora: Her eyes grew wide. Hook. The warlord that was the main reason her kingdom lost so many soldiers during the current war. One of the most ruthless men in the world. How had she not recognized him before?! They had just learned about him that day for pete sakes! "What do you want?" she demanded.
Killian jones: he tilted his hea and stared at her with eyes that she would expect not to have a soul "me? Nothing. The king? Chances are-your life."
Aurora: Aurora didn't let her fear show. "Oh, and and the King's come all this way just for me? I feel so honored," she spat.
Killian jones: "of course not. The king wouldn't want to dirty his feet. He sent me. Perhaps he has a deal to make... Honestly I don't care."
Aurora: "Oh what fun, a three week journey with -you-," the disdain was evident in her voice.
Killian jones: he chuckled "for a princess you have gumption." He stared at her with hardened blue eyes "so you've heard of me... Am I really so famous now?"
Aurora: "I believe the word is infamy. Nothing you've ever done is good," she glared.
Killian jones: "that's not completely true." He disagreed "if you were in my country you'd think of me in a much different fashion. Though to tell the truth I prefer fear to love. Fear gets you something."
Aurora: "Love gets you more, not that you would know anything on the subject."
Killian jones: his soulless eyes burned for a moment but they calmed "you don't know anything about me, my dear. Don't you know that everything in your textbooks only has one side to the matter? Of course, your side is far more accurate, I'm not a good man. But you know nothing about Jo I am. Only what."
Aurora: "And I wish to know nothing more. You should never have kidnapped me. Now you'll have an army come down on you."
Killian jones: "it wouldn't be the first." He snapped, his high temper obvious. "I had no choice in te matter."
Aurora: "What? Do you expect me to feel sorry for you or something?"
Killian jones: "of course not." He scoffed "I don't mind o course. But I'm only saying I would no have been so stupid about this."
Aurora: "Really now? Then what would you have done, oh-wise-one?"
Killian jones: he glared at her "I would have first killed your friend so that she couldn't call the army and hidden her in the desert. After that point it would take several days to search for her before deciding you both dead. By then we would have been far in."
Aurora: That was the exact -wrong- thing to say. "Oh, then why -didn't- you?" anger was pouring from under her perfect composure.
Killian jones: "because he told me specifically not to leave any bodies. So I didn't."
Aurora: "What a hero," she scoffed.
Killian jones: "I never claimed to be a hero." He growled back
Aurora: "Please. I'm sure back in your kingdom everyone thinks so. Selfish man like you would revel in it."
Killian jones: "actually I hate it. I don't think of myself as a hero so why they do I'll never know. All is fair in love and war, but that doesn't mean that it's right."
Aurora: "If your so concerned with right and wrong then you would let me go back to my home."
Killian jones: "oh I'm not. I said it wasn't fair, but neither is life." He hissed "I like the feeling of blood under my fingertips and th fear in their eyes. That isn't fair."
Aurora: "I'm not afraid," she growled. It was a lie though, and knowing that he enjoyed it made her that much more afraid. Not that she would ever let him know.
Killian jones: "I didn't ask if you were." He growled back, his temper making a re-appearance.
Aurora: "If a question was the only time a response was necessary then conversations would be much shorter."
Killian Jones: He gritted his teeth "If you want to have shorter conversations I'll -cut out your tongue-"
Aurora: Aurora glared, but held her tongue. She turned her back to him in a dismissal. She was done with him right now. She didn't want to spend another moment with him. He was infuriating. How could one human be so...so...infuriating! She'd only talked to him for a matter of minutes and he was already threatening her! Not counting the whole kidnapping thing. She had never been treated with such disrespect before.
Killian Jones: When they weren't talking he seemed much calmer. When he was furious he wasn't the least bit attractive, but when he was calm...much more so. He looked at her as she walked, finding it hilarious the way she walked in the sand as if it were some unholy material that a princess dare not touch. His laugh was like warm caramel dripping onto a hard surface. Warm but with a cold edge to it as if he thought someone would take advantage of him showing any signs of happiness.
Aurora: She looked up at him in confusion. "What is so funny?" her tone was one of polite interest, but with an edge as well. She still didn't like him one bit.
Killian Jones: He immediately calmed and his expression hardened "My god, princess, we're going to be together for three weeks, you might as well get used to it..." He didn't answer her question
Aurora: "You -kidnapped- me. I don't care how long I have to spend with you, I will not 'get use to it'," she informed him.
Killian Jones: "Your choice." He rolled his eyes and took a small drink of water (making sure to preserve it) and scowled as soon as the sour water touched his tongue. "Hell..." He cursed, remembering that he'd had to put liquor in the water to prevent it from going bad.
Aurora: "Don't swear," she chided. "Do you have no manners?"
Killian Jones: "I've killed thouzands of people and you're worried about my language?" He shook his head "you're funny, little dove..."
Aurora: "No matter who -you- are, -I- am a lady and I expect you to treat me as such. Which means no swearing."
Killian Jones: He rolled his eyes "Hell isn't a curse, milady. It is a place, and one that you and I will soon be visiting."
Aurora: "It is a swear word depending on the context. The context which you used makes it a swear word," she explained in exasperation.
Killian Jones: "And what makes it a swear word? Because the 'authorities' say that it is? I can say da** well what I want, and you're not going to tell me how to live my life." (YOU DONT TELL ME HOW TO LIVE MY LIFE. I DO) He shook his head "Besides, the bible clearly states that hell is a place of the worst possible pain. By treating it as something that should not be said aren't we denying the curses of the place? Why should a place so horrible not be called out upon it's name? And if you deny the horrors of hell you are after all denying heaven itself and therefore god." He had once been a man of faith. Of course he still believed in hell and was sure that someday he would rot there. He just didn't believe in heaven.
Aurora: *God
Aurora: "And if you're so knowledgeable on faith why are you a monster?" she challenged.
Killian Jones: "Just because I understand faith doesn't mean I believe in it. I've read the bible, I trusted in it for many years."
Aurora: "Then I pity you for whatever made you walk away from it."
Killian Jones: "Do not. It is not that I don't believe in faith, exactly. I believe in hell."
Killian Jones: "And I believe that everyone I kill is sent there. Do not pity a monster."
Aurora: "I should rephrase myself then. I'm sorry that whatever made you this way did. However, because of what you have done since I do not pity you yourself."
Killian Jones: "What makes you think that something happened?" He snapped "Some people are just born with souls as black as satan and there is nothing to be done for it."
Aurora: Aurora scoffed, but regretted it. That wasn't propper of her. "I would never have believed that before, but now that I've met you it might just be enough to change my mind.
Killian Jones: "And what makes you think that, oh great one?" He hissed
Aurora: "Your eyes," she immediately said without thinking.
Killian Jones: "The first thing you're supposed to notice about a woman is her eyes" He purred "I tend to notice other things."
Aurora: Aurora turned away in a huff, ignoring her slight blush. So she had used her eyes. Big deal. "When someones eyes are so soulless one tends to not care about the rest. What does it matter when they're such a horrible person?"
Killian Jones: "Thanks for the compliment dear." He said sarcastically
Aurora: "Your welcome," she smiled back pleasantly. Her resolve was set. He was never going to get to her. Nothing he could ever do would get to her. She refused.
Killian Jones: "But if my eyes are so soulless how the -hell- does that make me less evil when I was younger? You're making a -hell- of a lot of sense."
Aurora: "I actually am if you were paying attention," Aurora snapped. "I said I wouldn't believe it was possible for someone to be born bad -until- I met you."
Killian Jones: He felt stupid for a second before he realized that it didn't matter "Maybe you should speak more clearly. Besides, it's obvious that you've never been anything but a prissy little princess who's never been hungry a day in her life."
Aurora: Aurora stiffened. She hated being called that. "Yes, I am a princess. No, I haven't been hungry. That doesn't make me any less than you, and that -doesn't- make me a priss."
Killian Jones: "You say no child left behind but we're not deaf and we're not blind." He noticed her stiffness but couldn't find it in herself to care. "We both know that royals care about no one but themselves."
Killian Jones: *himself*
Aurora: "That is completely untrue. There are good and bad in every group, but I assure you I care for my people above all else. Who are you to judge anyway? You don't even know me!"
Killian Jones: "No I don't, but i've met your type before. They kill and they execute for anyone who rebels against them. What type of person does that? Not that I'm saying anything."
Aurora: "Yes, rulers have had to kill those who commit treason. What's the alternative? Let everyone rule themselves and descend into chaos? No laws?"
Killian Jones: "Of course not." But he quieted down after that as if lost in thought
Aurora: She liked when he wasn't talking. It was easier than having to deal with him. However, Princess Aurora had a fault in that she loved being right. "Then you agree it is necessary?"
Killian Jones: "I believe that it can be nessesary." He hadn't gone quiet because she was right, and he flashed her a furious glare "But in moderation."
Aurora: "Obviously. Death is not something to take pride in." So it was a bit of a low blow, but she didn't exactly have sympathy for someone who had kidnapped her.
Killian Jones: He hardened more than before if possible as if he was protecting himself more than usual, which was saying something. "But it is the only thing to take pride in when nothing can thrive. And death thrives in no place better than the souls of the dead."
Killian Jones: He was obvioulsy quoting something, there was no way someone could sound that elegant while maintaining the identity of a criminal otherwise.
Aurora: "You are just a ball of sunshine today, aren't you?" She hadn't known how exactly to respond, so she went with sass. Usually it worked. But what he said still scared her a bit. She hadn't felt particularly safe around him, but she hadn't felt like he was about to slit her neck before either.
Killian Jones: "It hasn't exactly been the perfect day for me either, princess." He hissed, though his tone had lost it's sharpness that usually colored it. "It would be better if I could slit your neck and get out of here but apparently that isn't his plan."
Aurora: "If I'm really so bad then -let me go back-. I'm sorry, but you didn't get kidnapped today, so I really don't want to hear about it."
Killian Jones: "No, you don't understand. Everything revolves around me, you're just pawn. Besides, if I did that I'd die, and if there's one thign I'm good at it's staying alive."
Aurora: "-I'm- the pawn here? Really? I'm not the one who has to follow orders I don't favor. -You- are the pawn of your king."
Killian Jones: "When it's in my favor, yes." He agreed "But as soon as he asks me to do something I don't like I'll be done. I'm not his pawn, I'm a freelancer. I do whatever suits me at the time."
Aurora: She stopped walking and turned to look at him dead in the eye. "Then why am I not dead? You said yourself your life would be easier if you could just slit my throat."
Killian Jones: "Because it suits me to do what he wants. Now are you going to keep walking or do I have to carry you?''
Aurora: "It's late and I haven't been to sleep yet. We can continue in the morning," she dismissed. She was a princess and princesses were use to getting their way with such matters and she expected no less.
Killian Jones: He narrowed his eyes "I'm going to guess the latter then." He ripped her towards her by his arm and flipped him into his own "But I'm not your servant and today we're going to walk."
Aurora: His smell hit her like a brick wall. He smelled like a mix of salt water and sweat. It was a rather rugged sent that wasn't altogether bad. "It's not a 'day' is the middle of the night. In the day I'll walk," she glared. "If you wish to carry me while I sleep then that is your choice."
Killian Jones: He glared at her, his sea-blue eyes narrowing in disgust "You're just like the rest of them. Disgusting spoiled little girl." But he didn't complain about carrying her. She was small and she fit in his hands easily.
Aurora: Aurora yawned. She really was tired. "Think what you will. I know what I am, and what I am not." Aurora had to lay her head against his shoulder to be comfortable enough to fall asleep, but once she had begrudgingly done this she was fast asleep in no time. Her last coherent thought was that once this was done she would like to visit the sea again soon.
Killian Jones: When he felt her waking he'd never gone to sleep. They'd traveled about a day's journey, maybe more, and he wasn't about to stop. Of course she was getting heavy but he had done more work than carrying an 100 pound girl. However lack of sleep was not something that he was used to and his temper had flown sky-high.
Aurora: Aurora woke groggily, momentarily forgetting where she was. Or rather who she was with. "Smells good," she muttered half awake.
Killian Jones: He turned the force of his tired light eyes to her face but wasn't sure what she was talking about "I've never found the desert to small that good actually." He would have thought she was talking about him had he not showered for several days. "I'm far more aquainted to the sees."
Killian Jones: *seas
Aurora: "Uh?" Aurora finally opened her eyes and realized where she was. "Oh, uh, hi. Uh, good morning." She mentally smacked herself. Why to sound cool, calm, and collected.
Killian Jones: He closed his eyes for a couple seconds as if trying to steel himself "It's actually around 12 o'clock. I wouldn't call that morning."
Aurora: "Yeah...Uh, Hook? Can you put me down now?"
Killian Jones: He nodded and promptly dropped her on the floor. "happy now? Hurry up, we've got walking to do."
Aurora: "OW!" she exclaimed. She got up as gracefully as she could. She followed behind him unhappily, but kept her composure. Then a thought occurred to her. "What about you though?"
Killian Jones: "What about me?" he said, sounding annoyed
Aurora: "I mean, well, you haven't slept," she pointed out.
Killian Jones: "No, and I'll sleep when I need to." He hadn't slept for a few days. His temper wasn't usually so bad...
Aurora: "Alright," she still seemed a bit concerned, mostly because she was. But then she reminded herself that she didn't care whether he was alright or not, and suddenly she really didn't care at all. If he needed sleep he would sleep.
Killian Jones: "I'll sleep after today, I'm going to need to get my strength back up after carrying you around...lose a few pounds will you?"
Aurora: She had to fight not to roll her eyes. "You really know how to talk to a lady, don't you? What I've heard about you is -so- wrong."
Killian Jones: "What exactly did you hear milady?"
Aurora: "That you were some playboy," she shrugged. "Obviously not if you don't even know how to talk to a lady properly."
Killian Jones: "Oh I know how to talk to a lady properly, I'm just not in the mood. When I want to treat you like a lady you'll know about it."
Aurora: "Oh, so never?"
Killian Jones: He glared at her "I've not slept for days, we've ben walking for days. I would not blame you for being not quite yourself either."
Aurora: "We've only been walking one day," she reminded. "And I'm not the one who told you not to sleep."
Killian Jones: But instead of answering her, he completely dropped his talking. He didn't say anything for the rest of the day until about 10 at night when he suggested that they settle down.
Aurora: With only thoughts as her company Aurora became increasingly worried all day as she thought of all the possible scenarios that might happen on the journey and when she finally did meet the king. As the day went on they got worse and worse. When he suggested they sleep she was all for it. Anything to escape the possible nightmares...Escape... That gave her an idea. She waited for him to fall asleep, listening to his breathing and slowing her own so he would think she was already out. When she deemed it safe she stood as quietly as she could and took off back through the forest the way they had come.
Killian Jones: Killian, however, had always been a light sleeper. As soon as she stood up he did the same and tiredly walked after her. She was a slower walker than him, and he was more quiet, so he quickly caught up with her. He grabbed her hand and began pulling her back. He wasn't even in the mood to yell at her, he just wanted to go to sleep.
Aurora: She yanked her hand back. "No. I am going back home," in her tired state the fear crept into her voice, but it was still authoritative.
Killian Jones: He sighed and grabbed her waist, getting a firmer grip on her. "No. You're not. And you have now lost your freedom. Good riddance." He pulled handcuffs on her hands and pulled her after him
Aurora: Aurora practically snarled at him as she was forced to stumble after. "I hate you."
Killian Jones: "And you're the one waking me up in the middle of the night?" He sighed and quickly tied her handcuffs to the tree. He then, knowing that she couldn't escape, fell into the best night's sleep he'd had in a long time.
Aurora: Thanks to the uncomfortableness of the cuffs she could hardly sleep at all. Every time she dozed off she tried to move and the cuffs restricted her, bringing her back awake.
Killian Jones: It was about 8 o'clock when Killian woke up (which was actually late for him). He looked in a much better mood and his wind-blown hair was somehow still attractive. He quickly undid her cuffs and said "And...this will be happening every night until we're far away enough so that you can't get home without my water supply."
Aurora: She glared, but schooled her features into a proper, expressionless, mask. "If you must."
Killian Jones: "I wasn't going to if you must know." He shook his head "Now we should start going, I've slept far longer than I expected."
Aurora: Aurora squared her shoulders and marched on. No. She refused to show him that he had any effect on her whatsoever.
Killian Jones: He grinned at her "Well aren't you a little ball of sunshine today?"
Aurora: She gave a polite smile and pretended not to hear the insult in his voice. "Why yes. It is a lovely day, isn't it?"
Killian Jones: He rolled his eyes "not actually, it's pretty hot. Now are you going to be a cold b**ch or are you going to be a human being?"
Aurora: "What's that supposed to mean? Would you rather me be rude than polite?"
Killian Jones: "Yo'ure not being polite, you're being nothing. You're not acting like a person you're acting like a statue pressed into a mold."
Aurora: "Isn't that what a princess is?" she challenged mockingly. "I know the stereotypes you must hold as truth. Do you not wish me to prove you right?"
Killian Jones: "I would like you to have an actual personality." He said mildly, his composure completely different from the days before "It would be far more entertaining."
Aurora: "Then you should have kidnapped a circus clown," she snapped.
Killian Jones: "This wasn't my choice." He snapped back "And you should always try to prove someone wrong. If you act like this your entire life, what will make you different from all the others? You want to make a difference do you not?"
Aurora: "Of course!" she huffed. "My whole life I've been told that because I'm a woman I couldn't possibly make a good leader and I hate it! I -know- I can be but no one ever gives me the chance! So yes, I wish to make a difference and be the best queen this land has ever seen!" she admitted in her anger.
Killian Jones: "That's sh*t." He cursed "They told you that? Well then see, you have to prove them wrong. I do hope you get the chance someday."
Aurora: "Thanks, but I probably won't now," she scoffed. "And don't swear," she added as an afterthought though she agreed with his assumption.
Killian Jones: He rolled his eyes "Probably not, no." He said, shaking his head "But what about you is worse than someone like me? Well maybe I'm not the best example..." But he'd been an heir to a thrown once. Not that she ever needed to know that-ever. "But just because you're a woman you can't be a good ruler? That makes perfect sense."
Aurora: "Apparently women are supposed to be tender and think with their heart first and ignore logic which makes us unable to rule," she sighed. It was true that she wanted to see the best in people, but that didn't mean she couldn't make the hard decisions. She could handle it.
Killian Jones: "I had a friend once who was a prince." He looked down slightly as if trying to think "Well...he went insane and killed himself but that's not the point. Not all men are logical, he wasn't, and you could be. I don't know you, you could be the worse queen in the world, but that isn't their's to decide, it's yours."
Aurora: "Well I have no intentions of being a second Bloody Mary."
Killian Jones: He rolled his eyes and said "Well I do hope not. But you know that wasn't the point."
Aurora: "I know. And thank you."
Killian Jones: "Don't thank your executioner." He chuckled, in an unusually good mood. Actually-he had to stop being so friendly. She had to think him a monster, it would help her get through it if there was something that she could physically get angry at. "Because I will have fun killing you. I'm just getting all the ammo I need."
Aurora: She stiffened, realizing how friendly she was acting towards him. "Then I hope to bring you as much misery as possible along the way," she replied politely.
Killian Jones: "Looking at you is bad enough." He said in a calm fashion "Now are you going to hurry up or do you just want to spend extra time with me?"
Aurora: "I'm at a dilemma there. The longer I spend with you the more I prolong my death. However the more time I spend with you...the more time I spend with you. It's a lose/lose situation here."
Killian Jones: "Women don't usually say such." He purred "But then again, i've been nothing but cruel to you. It's not generally in my nature to treat a woman badly..." He smirked "Unless they ask."
Aurora: Aurora gasped. She had never heard someone speak in such a crude manner. "What an awful thing to say!"
Killian Jones: "Have I ever presented myself as anything but such?" He asked "Besides, you've had a preset idea of me as well. Why not fill it in?"
Aurora: "Oh so when I do it then I should always try to exceed expectations, yet when you do it it's alright then?" she raised an eyebrow.
Killian Jones: "There's a difference. You believe you're better than my expectations. I believe that I am so much worse."
Aurora: "Then I guess I should count myself lucky you're trying to live up to them. Not that you're doing a very good job by the way," she taunted cooly.
Killian Jones: "Not doing a good job?" He grabbed her collar and pulled her faster across the desert landscape "And what, my dear, could I do to make it better?" He knew that he was losing it, but it happened every so often. "I would cut out your tongue if it wasn't so fast, I would rip out your limbs if they weren't so weak. I would cut off your head..." he sounded as if he were spiraling out of control and he was. He didn't know why, but every once in a while he would remember that he wasn't always like this and it would scare him. "How do you think I should start?"
Aurora: She did her best to retain her composure as she was all but dragged along with him. "I. Am. Not. Weak," she snarled at him. "You should start by realizing that."
Killian Jones: "I don't think you are." He laughed a cold, high-pitched laugh "I think that you're pitiful, though. You shouldn't be weak but you are. You're like I was, you listen to everyone adn you believe almost everything you say."
Killian Jones: *they*
Aurora: She smacked him hard across the face. "You don't know me at all! You think I'm one way because of what you know of others, yet you know nothing of me and you judge me for it!"
Killian Jones: His eyes burned when she slapped him and he tackled her, pinning her to the ground "I've spent time with you. You're just like them, you're no different. You're the same as I was. Someone with lost potential."
Aurora: Aurora didn't like this one bit. Aurora didn't like how close he was to her. "Not exactly by choice, now is it? Any 'potential' I have will be taken because I'm being lead to my death," she spat. "I am -nothing- like you."
Killian Jones: "No. You're not. You're complaining about trivial matters like life and death. You dont' think about how your kingdom will fare because of this. YOu're an only child, your empire will fall. You didn't think of that though, and that's why you're like all of the others."
Aurora: "You are -not- in my mind! Yes, I am concerned for myself, but if you think I haven't spent every moment since you took me worrying about my people then you are truly a fool! The only time I escape from those thoughts is in sleep and now you've even taken that from me!"
Killian Jones: "You tried to escape. What do you expect me to do?"
Aurora: "What do you expect -me- to do. If you were so concerned about what would happen to the kingdom, quintuple that worry at least and that's what I've been having to deal with. What would -you- do if you cared for something that much and had an opportunity to return to it?" Aurora demanded.
Killian Jones: "Are you implying that I don't have anything to go back to?"
Aurora: "I'm implying that even -you- should understand my reasoning."
Killian Jones: "I do." He growled "But I have things to get back to also, and I can't fail. Not again."
Aurora: "I assume this is the point where I'm supposed to ask what you failed at and launch into some sob story that I really don't care about in order for me to pity you enough to cooperate?"
Killian Jones: "No. It wasn't a sob story now shut up and start walking."
Aurora: "Then you're going to have to get off me," she rolled her eyes.
Killian Jones: He rolled away from her and grabbed a flask of water from his pack. After taking a long swig he handed it to her "You look like hell, have some."
Aurora: She honestly didn't want anything from him, but becoming dehydrated wouldn't help anything. "Thanks," she grumbled. The sarcastic half of her tone was aimed at the comment, the sincere at the water. She took a sip and almost spit it right back out. "What's -wrong- with it?" she asked after forcing herself to swallow.
Killian Jones: "It's dosed with rum." he said without explaining. He wanted to see her reaction
Aurora: Aurora knew the reason anyway. She was rather well educated being a princess. "Sanitation, ah," she nodded and took another, longer, drink. She hadn't realized how thirsty she was before then.
Killian Jones: He smirked and took it back from her. He'd always loved the taste (and the feel) of rum. He took a longer swig and handed it back, his hard eyes carmalizing slightly.
Killian Jones: (I don't make typos I make new words...carmalizing)
Aurora: Not that she would tell him, but she had never had a taste of alcohol in her life. It was an odd feeling knowing she was doing something her parents would disapprove of, but it wasn't like she had gotten drunk at a tavern. This was surviving. "This is rather strong for sanitation," she pointed out after another drink.
Killian Jones: "Yes well..." He shrugged "I was hurrying... and maybe I was a little bit liberal with it." He shook his head "Besides, I do love the taste of a good rum."
Aurora: Aurora actually let herself taste it now. Slowed to let it stay on her tongue for a second. "It's not bad, actually," she shrugged.
Killian Jones: He nodded, starting to feel slightly tipsy...maybe he should have slowed down a bit. Or a lot. "No...It's not." He said, pulling out his own flask and almost downing it in one "I should probably stop doing that."
Aurora: She giggled. "Just maybe...I mean won't we need it later for more water?"
Killian Jones: "Yeah probably." He said "As much as I'd love to get hammered, we'll probably need it..."
Aurora: Aurora laughed again. "Probably. Probably. Funny word. Prooobaaably," she sounded it out slowly and had another giggle fit. Since she wasn't use to alcohol at all it was effecting her much more than him.
Killian Jones: He wasn't really used to the alcohol either, he was just much better at shutting his mouth. He wasn't lying when he said that he had only tried alcohol once...or thrice. It wasn't that he didn't like it, his instructor didn't. He laughed with her "I think we're both a bit tipsy..." He almost tripped and landed face-first on the dirt.
Aurora: "It's your fault!" she pointed out, but not angrily, as she grabbed his shoulder for balance, stumbling over the ground herself.
Killian Jones: He laid on the floor, laughing. He turned to her, his blue eyes suddenly not so soulless. They never were in the first place, just extremely guarded. "I'll just...stay here for a couple minutes.''
Aurora: Aurora laid next to him. He seemed so much friendlier when her world was fuzzy around the edges. "Probably a good idea. Oh look! We're back to probably again!"
Killian Jones: "Probably isn't the funny word." He disagreed "What about sand? It sounds like..sa...sa..." He cut himself off and his eyes grew hard again "We need to keep walking...I don't know what I'm doing." but he was still tipsy and he just wanted to lay down in the sand with her... sand...funyn word sand is.
Aurora: "No!" she threw her arm over his chest as if she could somehow stop him from getting up. "I like this better. Your nice and..." Her words ran together so it sounded like 'ni sand' and she laughed. "Sand! It is rather funny! Ssaaaannnnddd!"
Killian Jones: He shook his his head but eventualyl collapsed back into the sand "I thought we agreed I was a heartless bas****"
Aurora: "You are. You're just not acting like it right now. I like it better. You're like...a sandwich." Aurora giggled, "Sand..."
Killian Jones: "Sandwitch?" he said, a laugh bubbling from his throat "I'll make you a sandwitch..."
Aurora: "No, you're my sandwich, I'll just eat you instead."
Killian Jones: He raised an eyebrow "i'd be alright with that actually..." He said, his voice slightly huskier than usual
Aurora: She didn't get the implications at all. A mix of rum slowing her mind and a rather sheltered life the likely causes. "I like this. I like you when you're nice," she breathed.
Killian Jones: He wasn't nice, he just suddenly wasn't so afraid of her trying to creep under his shell. "I think you meant drunk, my dear."
Aurora: Suddenly her bubbliness died down and was replaced by tears springing to her eyes. "You-Now, you're mad at me," she pouted.
Killian Jones: He raised an eyebrow "Mad at you? That...doesn't make any sense..." He was having trouble getting words out "Why would I be...mad at you?"
Aurora: "I don't know! Because I called you nice!"
Killian Jones: He shook his head "Actually I think it's the nicest thing anyone has ever told me."
Aurora: "Then why didn't you smile? When someone says nice things I usually smile, and..." she looked up at the sky as she blushed a bit, "I think a smile would suit you. It would make you even better looking."
Killian Jones: "Even better?" he purred. He didn't smile, not for anyone except Bae. He just didn't find anything to real smile about. Maybe because he was a spoiled brat and he was still used to royalty. Maybe he just hated everyone...he couldn't tell when he was this tipsy.
Aurora: "M-hm. You're pretty. I like your face. I'd probably like the rest of you too, but I'm not allowed to look."
Killian Jones: "You'd be surprised. You can look anywhere if you ask real nice." He looked up as someone was walking near them "F***" He cursed as the man came closer. He stared at Killian "Uh-I have a m-m-message for you..." Killian ripped open the letter.
Killian Jones: He gave a too-easy smile to the messanger and stuffed the letter in his pocket "Good..." he slurred "I'll just be off then..."
Aurora: "You're leaving without me?" she asked. "I thought you had to keep me with you?"
Killian Jones: "Both of us of course milady." He said with a warm laugh
Aurora: The messenger looked at Killian in confusion still. "Sir? Uh, I don't mean any offence by this, but are you drunk?"
Killian Jones: He shrugged "I dunno, I could be. I could also knock you out again...what would this be? The fourth time? But I really am not in the mood."
Aurora: The messenger was still confused, Hook wasn't exactly known for his drinking, but he decided not to say anything. He gave a polite nod and headed away without another word. "That's not very nice," Aurora giggled, still laying on the ground.
Killian Jones: "I'm not a nice person my dear." He said, contradicting himself by helping her up. He laughed "I can't believe he's not afraid of me by now...I'd be afraid of me, wouldn't you? Of course everyone shoudl be, but him mostly...I knocke dhim out...obviously..."
Aurora: As she stood she fell forward a bit to where she was pressed against him. "I'm not afraid of you. I mean usually I am, but right now I'm not afraid at all. What do I have to be afraid of? I must have been being silly before."
Killian Jones: "I think you're being silly now." He said, hardly noticing the distance between them. He pressed his nose to hers, recognizing that the guards that he usually put up had fallen. But his mind was clearing and his guards were slowly coming back up as if they too had been too drunk to proceed. His eyes were slowly growing harder and less friendly "And you should be."
Aurora: Her mind wasn't clearing, but she was having an odd moment of clarity through the haze. She realized how close she was to him. Far closer than any proper lady would allow herself to be to a gentleman who wasn't her husband, but she didn't pull away. All her mind could tell her was how easy it would be to just lean up a bit and... Her eyes were on his. His blue eyes that were all entrapping. She felt his breath on her skin when he breathed out. She faintly felt his heartbeat. How easy it would be to...
Killian Jones: But he quickly pulled away from her, his guards high enough now that he knew he couldn't get this close to her. Or close at all for that matter, he would have to be more cruel now whether he wanted it or not "Well come on, then, we have to walk or we'll never get there."
Aurora: "Get where?" she asked, moment already forgotten.
Killian Jones: "To the kingdom." He growled "As you would know if you weren't so drunk, now we have to go."
Aurora: "That's not -my- fault!" she rolled her eyes. "There was something in the water, and I -have- to have water sometimes."
Killian Jones: He narrowed his eyes at her and scooped her up in his arms again "Well we're going to walk whether you want to or not."
Aurora: "I should not walk more often. I like this," she muttered as she laid her head against his shoulder and fell asleep rather quickly thanks to the alcohol in her system.
Killian Jones: He continued walking until she woke up. He was growing continually more and more on edge as he had to hold her and carry her like a servant.
Aurora: Aurora woke up with a headache and she groaned. "Ugh, what happened?"
Killian Jones: he shook his head with an unnattractive scowl "You got drunk and I had to carry you. Actually I was drunk too, and you're never going to live that up. Apparently I'm 'nice' now."
Aurora: "What?" she grumbled as the events of the evening came back. She felt like smacking herself. "No, you're still a jerk and can put me down now," she scowled, part of her anger at herself coming out on him. How could she have acted so stupid?!
Killian Jones: He dropped her on the ground just like the time before "I don't know, I can still be your sandwitch if you want."
Aurora: She stood up and brushed herself off, obviously not in a good mood. "Excuse me?" she snapped.
Killian Jones: "You told me that I was your little sandwich." He licked his lips "And I promise, you will savor it."
Aurora: Aurora gasped in indignation and marched off ahead of him. "Never again. We are never speaking of this again."
Killian Jones: "Oh you might not." He said, chasing after her "But I never forget such a...charming comment. And yes, my face is extrordinary."
Aurora: "I did -not- say that," she huffed.
Killian Jones: "You did. And the rest is too I might add."
Aurora: "I'd say 'not to bruise your ego', but I honestly thinks it needs to be taken down a few sizes, I haven't been looking. You're just not attractive."
Killian Jones: He looked at her with an especially attractive expression "That isn't what you said earlier. And the drunk never lie."
Aurora: "Okay, then let me rephrase. I guess you could be considered slightly attractive, I'm just not attracted to you in the least."
Killian Jones: "I don't believe that." He said, leaning closer to her "because when I do this..." He put his face a couple inches from hers "You do that. But attraction is pheremones, not connection. And so you, my dear, hate me, but your brain is not following suit."
Killian Jones: *body*
Aurora: Her breath hitched and she immediately bit down on her lip to try to stifle it, but she knew he'd heard. "Nope, just not attracted," she replied primly, making her face perfectly composed in slight disinterest.
Killian Jones: He smirked "Whatever you say. But it's not proper to lie." He began walking again "We've been walking faster than the average person, and though it's only been a week I believe that we should only have to walk for another.
Aurora: "Mostly because I can't wait to get away from you," she snapped. She really didn't like being embarrassed like that.
Killian Jones: "Then walk faster." He advised coldly "You are quite distracting, though slowly the desert will take from your beauty, parch your lips, stain your skin blood red, crack your cheekbones..."
Aurora: She cocked an eyebrow. "It appears as though I'm not the one who has been looking."
Killian Jones: "If you think that you're the only one looking you obviously don't understand my nature yet."
Aurora: "I'm not looking," she immediately defended. "How could I understand your nature when you act so different all the time?"
Killian Jones: "Isn't that a nature in itself?" He said, shrugging
Aurora: She thought about it for a moment. "I guess you're right," she shrugged. "Unpredictable."
Killian Jones: "I'm an ogre. I've got a lot of layers." He rolled his eyes "It really depends on who you are, but I don't like you, so I can be unpredictable, yes."
Aurora: "Glad to know the feeling is mutual. In middle school you never find that out until friends pass a note and tell them for you."
Killian Jones: He rolled his eyes "Ah I remember middle school. I hated it. Acting proper isn't my specialty." Well it was back then, actually he'd been a rather mild child.
Aurora: "You went to school?" she asked in surprise. Not that she found him uneducated, just that schooling was usually for royalty and really upperclass. She had thought he had a governess or something.
Killian Jones: He shrugged "So I did. Are you suggesting I'm uneducated?"
Aurora: "No," she quickly answered, "I just...in my kingdom at least actual schools are for royals. I thought you had a governess or something of the sort."
Killian Jones: "What makes you think I was lower-class?"
Aurora: "I didn't say lower-class, I said not royal."
Killian Jones: "It was the same in my kingdom." He agreed. Of coures, for all she knew he could have been a duke. And he would stick with that story if he had to, it was none of her business.
Aurora: Now -that- gave her pause. "You? Royal?"
Killian Jones: He shrugged "Obviously I got out of that lifestyle."
Aurora: "How? I mean in my kingdom you're born that way and you stay that way."
Killian Jones: "I left the kingdom."
Aurora: "So...the kingdom you're currently a warlord for...?"
Killian Jones: "Isn't my kingdom, no." He said, shaking his head with an unreadable emotion "It is, however, my father's original kingdom. I was sent there when I was young."
Aurora: "Away from your family? That must have been awful."
Killian Jones: He shrugged "It wasn't so bad, really. I told you, my life isn't a sob story. I'm not going to make it one. Without parents there aren't any rules, what could have been betteR?"
Aurora: She was about to say 'family', but something told her that probably wasn't the best thing to say. "I guess," she sighed.
Killian Jones: "Besides, I think you can imagine what kind of child I was. I would have sent me away too."
Aurora: Aurora laughed, her first real, non-drunk, laugh. "Now I think your parents were probably rather intelligent. What happened to genetics?" she teased.
Killian Jones: "Hey I'm intelligent!" He said "Just extremely violent. I'm not exactly sure where that came from..." Yes he did...
Aurora: "Really now?" she raised an eyebrow. "Nah, I know you are. You had to be to get into the castle without alerting the guards."
Killian Jones: *let's just pretend that she never knew his name (and she's only ever called him hook because I've got an idea. I mean we'd only have to fix the original paragraph so *shrug**
Killian Jones: "Actually that should have been a lot harder than it was..."
Aurora: "After this I think it will be next to impossible," she mused.
Killian Jones: "Probably." He agreed ""But I don't imagine I'll have to go back. After this I should be able to retire." Of course he probably wouldn't, but Bae had made him promise to try to be a better person. It wasn't working out for him so well."
Killian Jones: *no "*
Aurora: "Hm," she said, almost disappointed sounding, but didn't add anything.
Killian Jones: He raised an eyebrow "What? You want me to continue killing your friends?"
Killian Jones: Not that he would actually stop in the first place, but he had to try for Bae. Because if Bae left he would finally snap. So he would try, surely.
Aurora: "Of course not! I just...I didn't take you for the money driven type."
Killian Jones: "Not exactly, but I'm not the only one that I have to take care of and money does help you live..." He rolled his eyes "Being royal gets you all the money you want, but people like me have to get it other, more unconventional ways."
Aurora: "Like kidnapping," she pointed out, a bit bitterly. Nope, she still wasn't over that.
Killian Jones: He nodded "Like kidnapping." He paused and decided that he was being too nice "Speaking of which, I'm done talking now. One more word and you'll get maimed."
Aurora: She pressed her lips together and weighed something in her mind. "I don't think you will though," she admitted after a moment.
Killian Jones: He looked at her "Why not? Do you think it would be the first time?" But she was right, and he didn't know why.
Aurora: "No. I just have a feeling I guess," she shrugged.
Killian Jones: "I can't." He admitted "But not because I don't want to." That much was true
Aurora: "Oh, I know you do," Aurora laughed. "I can tell sometimes I have that effect. Though no one's ever actually told me before. When I was younger sometimes I would try to annoy people just to see how far I could push them. The still never told me though."
Killian Jones: "That's what I hate about royals. They never come out and tell you anything." He absentmindedly sharpened his knife.
Aurora: "Sometimes you have to hide things. I tell all I can though."
Killian Jones: He nodded "Everyone hides things." He didn't know how to put back up his walls, they had fallen down as if she wasn't a threat. But of course she was, everyone was a threat. So he had to stop this. "And royals hide more things. You're all spoiled and idiotic and you think that secrets are things to be collected."
Aurora: "That's so hypocritical," she pointed out. "You're a royal too, and don't even pretend you don't keep a lot of secrets. Even I can see that. Like that letter you've never told me about for example."
Killian Jones: "First of all, I haven't been considered royal since middle school. Second of all, you can read the note if you want, because it's soooo interesting."
Aurora: "Well I would still like to know. If you please?" she held out her hand.
Killian Jones: He narrowed his harsh eyes and shoved the note into her hand.
Killian Jones
Dear, *something crossed out* Hook
I hope that your job has gone successfully. However, there has been a change of plans. You are not to harm the girl in any way that could subject her to terror as she is our guest. The carriage will meet you at Zzyzx.
yours truly
Aurora: Aurora's smile turned cheshire. "You really should -not- have let me see this."
Killian Jones: "And why is that?" he growled, though it sounded more forced than the others.
Aurora: "Because now I know you can't hurt me and that means I can annoy you all I want," she teased.
Killian Jones: He scowled "I can hurt you, just not in any way that subjects you to terror."
Aurora: "And how exactly do you plan to do that?" she inquired with a smirk.
Killian Jones: He sliced the knife that he'd been holding across her arm "You're not afraid are you?" It wasn't a large gash, so it wouldn't hurt her too badly if it got infected, but he suspected that it stung all the same. He hated that annoying smirk
Aurora: She looked him dead in the eye, and even took a step closer to prove her point. "Not. At. All," she said tightly.
Killian Jones: He looked her stragith in the eyes and brought his lips to hers.
Aurora: Aurora didn't even process what was happening, she just reacted. Her mouth moved against his and her right hand came up to rest on the back of his head and it just felt -good-. Then she remembered she was -not- supposed to like it. She wasn't even supposed to be kissing him in the first place! Princesses do not like kissing men like him and she knew it. She still liked it.
Killian Jones: He pulled away with a smirk "I can tell you weren't scared that time." (skin trampline: YOU LIKED IT)
Aurora: She gasped angrily as she slapped him across the face. "How dare you!"
Killian Jones: "You seem to do a lot of slapping." He said, angry fire in his eyes "That's not very proper." And he slapped her back
Aurora: "Then you shouldn't push me to do so," she snarled. "And you should not hit a lady."
Killian Jones: "Then don't hit me. If you're going to tell me that you want equal rights to a man then I'm going to treat you like one. You don't get any special privileges." He smirked "Not here anyway..."
Aurora: "Why do I feel like that was a lame attempt at a come on?" she scoffed.
Killian Jones: "Because you've never heard a come-on in your life? I bet your pretty little boyfriend at home is too prissy to take you for his own."
Aurora: "Take me for his own?" her confusion turned into a glare, "And Phillip is -not- a priss."
Killian Jones: "Phillip is -not- a priss" He mocked in a high-pitched voice "I know dukie-boys and they're all prissy little idiots."
Aurora: "Yes, and you know all princesses too, and look how that turned out," she snapped.
Killian Jones: "Fine, but listen. A man who does not fight for what he wants deserves what he gets. And that man will never fight for you. Never." He'd done his research.
Aurora: It took all she had not to slap him again. "Phillip would always fight for me. The thing is that he doesn't have to. How would -you- know anyway?" she snarled.
Killian Jones: "I do my research." He said with a shrug. "We're nearing Zzyzx."
Aurora: "Research," she scoffed.
Killian Jones: "Yes, research. I thought you would know about it by now." He glared and they continued walking until they reached the carriage, Hook refusing to answer any questions or comments.
Killian Jones: *REDO* "Yes, research. I thought you would know about it by now." She wans't completely horrible, but he didn't like her either. She didn't remind him of good things."
Aurora: "I obviously know what it is. How you would research a person's emotions and qualities though is a mystery."
Killian Jones: "It's quite simple, really." He said and stopped walking "We should rest, we're not going to get there today."
Aurora: "Alright, but I'm not having any more of that 'water' until it's absolutely necessary."
Killian Jones: He nodded and sat down in the sand. He brushed some longer bangs out of his face like vermin and pulled out food "I didn't dose the food with rum, however." He assured her
Aurora: "Good. If you did I would have to question where your never ending supply of rum was stashed."
Killian Jones: He smirked "At home of course. Where the army instructor can't find it." He shhed her and said "But don't tell him that or I'll be shot on the spot."
Aurora: "Your secret's safe," she winked.
Killian Jones: He smirked "Glad I can trust you. Between you and Bae I was terrified that it would come out."
Aurora: "Bae?" she inquired.
Killian Jones: "Bae." He agreed
Aurora: She rolled her eyes and hit him playfully on the shoulder. "I meant -who- is he?"
Killian Jones: "That's a long story." he said, shrugging "Not one that I particularly want to share."
Killian Jones: "Basically he's a child that I tend to."
Aurora: "That's nice. You seem like you'd make a good father-figure type," she nodded. She didn't know why it seemed right, it just did to her.
Killian Jones: He raised an eyebrow "You've got to be sarcastic? I don't know what the hell I'm doing most of the time."
Aurora: "I'm not actually. I can just see it for some reason. And hey, who ever knows? My father always told me that he was glad I had such great genetics because he didn't know what he was doing," she laughed at the memory.
Killian Jones: "He's a sad boy." He said with a frown "i do all I can I suppose."
Aurora: "Then I'm sure he'll turn out fine," she smiled reassuringly.
Killian Jones: "Oh he will, but it won't be because of me." He gave a wistful look "He's just like his mother and she was a good woman. That'll be why he's a good man. Actually I'm pretty sure he hates me." He laughed "But I really dont' care."
Aurora: "Sounds like you really care about him. About them both."
Killian Jones: "Is that so impossible? And yet when anyone else of the kingdom hears my name, they cheer. I don't want them to cheer for death."
Aurora: "You are not simply a killer. Everyone has more to them than what others perceive."
Killian Jones: "Nah, I'm pretty much just a killer." He cold smirk was back on his face "And I like it, that's a killer my dear if I've never seen one before in my life."
Aurora: "No you wouldn't. I didn't when we first met," she pointed out.
Killian Jones: "I was pretending to be someone else." He said, rolling his eyes "I'm just a good actor is all."
Aurora: "The funny thing about disguises though is that no matter how hard you try they're always a reflection of yourself."
Killian Jones: He shook his head "And I could pretend to be the mildest person in the world. Would that be a reflection of myself? I don't think so."
Aurora: "Yes. Because the way you would do it would show the mild side of yourself."
Killian Jones: He shook his head "Oh yes and I'll go put on a mustache and some glasses excuse me for a second."
Aurora: She laughed. "That would be interesting to see. Though I don't think a mustache would suit you."
Killian Jones: "I hate being clean-shaved actually. However it was useful for my 'reflection of the true me' since most dukes tend to shave."
Aurora: "Hmmm..." She looked over him closely and half wished she hadn't. Dang... "No, the bit of scruffiness works for you, an actual mustache would look weird."
Killian Jones: He nodded "I don't think I'll be testing that one, I must apologize, milady."
Aurora: "Good. I'd hate to be proven right at your expense," she teased.
Killian Jones: "That would mar my good looks and then where would we be? Cruel and not even good looking."
Aurora: "What a tragedy," she laughed. "That would make it doubly worse for me."
Killian Jones: "I know." He agreed "You wouldn't even have anything to look at."
Aurora: "Oh, so nothing would change?"
Killian Jones: He tried his best to glare at her, but found it melting away "Everything would change little dove. I would have to change my entire method of killing women."
Aurora: "Well your current one isn't exactly working too well," she shrugged with a grin.
Killian Jones: "I'm not trying to kill you, see. If I was, you would be dead." And she would have probably liked that arrangement a little bit more.
Aurora: "Then I guess dealing with you is better than that," she sighed dramatically.
Killian Jones: She wasn't so bad, actually. Not what he would have expected. "We should get some sleep. I can unchain you now, we don't have enough supplies for you to go home without dying."
Aurora: "Good. I haven't been sleeping well except when you've carried me."
Killian Jones: He nodded "It was nessesary. Couldn't have you running away in the night."
Aurora: "Did you -really- expect me not to try? You really underestimate me, don't you?"
Killian Jones: "I did." He agreed "But I don't think that you'll try when the only other option is death.''
Aurora: She had honestly been considering it. Die trying instead of as a prisoner. "I'm not stupid."
Killian Jones: "No you're not. But I'm also not sure that you won't try. But if you do, just remember that your kingdom will ultimately fail if you do. However, if you're a prisoner, you could get out alive. That's why you won't."
Aurora: "So I shal not," she replied primly. What, could he read minds or something? "Goodnight." She rolled over and tried her best to get some sleep.
Killian Jones: When Killian fell asleep-well he hadn't talked about his family or Bae or Milah for so long, and his mind was punishing him. They died in front of his eyes and his father left him, his mother screaming for him to come back... And then he woke up, terrified as if it had just happened.
Aurora: Aurora had heard him tossing and turning and when she opened her eyes saw the look of fear on his face even if his eyes had been closed. She had been trying to wake him and was relieved when he had. She rolled the flimsy piece of fabric that passed for a scarf that she had and used it to dab the cold sweat from his forehead. "It's alright. It was just a dream. Everything's alright," she chanted in as soothing voice as she could muster. This was what she had always been good at, taking care of others, making sure they were okay. Whether that other person had kidnapped her or not was irrelevant at the moment, he was still a person.
Killian Jones: He glared at her "I realize that." He snapped and threw the scarf-ish thing at her "Let's go, it's