Businessman

Hades || Owner of Hellfire cabaret

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Her head tilted slightly as he laughed, clearly confused. She didn’t understand what was so funny about this. Opening a shop could be something wonderful for her—a way to make money, at least. Start up a new dream as she waits to find Elsa and Hans. She shifted uncomfortably, unable to help but think that this was all too good to be true, though. Good-natured men didn’t just come walking into her life and giving her an art shop of her very own to run.

When he stuck his hand out, the nerves in her stomach multiplied and she bit her lip, examining it as though it would have whatever catch could follow written upon it. A part of Anna truly did not want to trust that this man was as nice and kind as he was giving off, but a stronger part—the part that wanted to believe the good in everyone—was telling her to believe in his word. So, very hesitantly, the redhead lifted her hand and shook his slowly. “Okay, um—yes. That’s a deal.”

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Expression staying even while she was clearly assessing and weighing up his offer. He didn't really like being left hanging like this, it was ultimately her decision but he'd done everything he could to make the deal as sweet as possible. Maybe she wasn't quite as innocent as he thought she was, his clients didn't usually think so hard about his deals, normally far too eager to accept what he had to offer. 

Smile growing wide as she took his hand and shook it, perhaps a little reluctantly, the deal was all set, no turning back. "Brilliant." he firmly shook her hand, true sign of a businessman, and he stood up finishing his coffee. Writing down the address on a piece of paper he dropped it down on her notepad. "Are you free tomorrow? I'll bring the keys and you can do whatever work you want on the building."

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"That’s very kind of you," Anna told him, giving him a sympathetic look. He seemed genuinely concerned about her and her sisterand it only fueled the redhead’s trust in the stranger. Maybe it was a bit naive of her, but she felt as though she needed all the friends she could get at this point.

She blinked with surprise, unable to hide the way her jaw slackened as he offered to practically pay for her shop. “I…I don’t know what to say. I don’t even know your name and you’re offering me this.” Anna shook her head, running a hand through her hair. “It’s incredibly kind, but I don’t know if I can accept that from you. I have no way of repaying you.”

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Bursting out laughing watching her jaw slowly drop in shock. The resemblance to Elsa starting to become uncanny.

"Oh you're too cute." he refrained from reaching out and giving her a pat on the head or something stupidly patronizing, it was adorable seeing her so happy by his offer and incredibly naive. There wasn't such a thing as too good to be true apparently.

Clearing his throat and pulling himself together again he had a quick rethink about what she could repay him with but he still settled on with "Repay me later, don't worry about that." he was close now, the deal was almost sealed, "So, is that a deal?" he offered a hand out for her to shake.

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Her expression softened unwillingly and she grinned, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. It meant the world knowing that her sister actually missed her and thought about her—that she wasn’t just an absent memory.

"I miss her very much, too," Anna admitted quietly before leaning her elbow on the table, leaning against it.

When he mentioned his clients, the redhead tilted her head slightly, eyebrows quirked. Curious, she let him continue, eyes widening as he mentioned the shop. “Oh, sir—I’m not sure,” Anna told him, pressing her lips together. “I would love to do it, obviously, but I’ve got no money to keep it open. And I wouldn’t even know where to begin about running a shop.”

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Running a hand over his face, exhaling softly through his nose, he nodded, giving her a small sympathetic smile. "I haven't seen her in a long time though, I wish I could be more help." behind his smile he was surprisingly half genuine about that, more than he'd ever given anyone.

Chuckling quietly, a smug grin spreading across his lips. "And you would be looking at a man who knows the ins and outs of business and just happens to have some extra cash to spare."

"I'm seeing an opportunity for something big here. I can help you." He was taking a risk investing in something like this in the shadows of war but it was a girl like Anna that could bring some hope back into the island. It would only make the fall later on so much more painful.

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A smile drew onto Anna’s lips, eyes flickering back up to meet the man’s. “She talked about me?” she asked, unable to help the surprise from slipping into her tone. It gave her a bit of hope, actually. Maybe Elsa hadn’t completely forgotten about her sister after all. Maybe, deep down, she still cared a bit.

When the man asked her about whether she’d thought about bigger pieces, the redhead looked down, shrugging modestly. “Um, I don’t know. I mean, of course I’ve thought about it. I used to paint all the time before this because there was simply nothing else to do. But, I don’t know. I don’t know if I’m that great at it, or if anyone would like to see me do bigger work, you know?” She looked back up at him, taking the notebook gently from his hands and closing it, setting it back on the table. 

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"She did, yes. She seemed to actually missed you quite a lot..." 

He could still picture the way she frowned so gracefully whenever she thought deeply about things, especially when she mentioned Anna. Hades was not so sure at the time but during their escapades on their adventure of a date he had grown to quite like Elsa.

"I'd love to see you do some bigger work. I think I have a few clients who wouldn't mind a flattering portrait or two either."

Getting back to business, he reclined in his chair. "I've got a friend who used to own a shop a while back but he unfortunately couldn't keep it up. Seeing your talent you could open up an art shop, maybe even teach others." he paused, thinking about it himself. If he helped her organize it, this young naive girl was going to own a shop that was technically his, free for him to use and take whenever he wanted. "What do you think?"

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Her lips were pressed together as he examined her drawing, unable to help the nerves that were in her stomach. It always happened, whenever someone looked at her work. As he told her that it was cool, however, her forehead creased, surprised. Anna nodded and leaned across slightly to grab the book from him.

"Uh, yeah," the redhead smiled, flipping through the pages, past the brief journal entries and to a new picture. It was one of her older sister, standing at her window. Anna remembered it fondly, because that’s really the only way that she ever saw her sister—glimpsing her at her window while she was outside by her favorite tree in their yard.

Anna handed back the notebook, elbows leaning on the table. “This one’s my sister, Elsa.” She glanced up at him, studying his expression as though to determine whether or not the drawing of her struck a memory in him. She was hopeful that someone knew her and maybe could tell her where she was hiding out. “I don’t know if you’ve seen her around here or not.”

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A note of familiarity ringing at the name mentioned, glancing off into empty space for a brief moment, lingering on why that name seemed to spark off some distant playback of video he couldn't quite focus on. "Elsa..." he repeated quietly to himself as if that would help him. Turning his gaze to the drawing in his hands, it all jumped back to him, remembering vividly the banter they had which led up to a date which ended in them both being chased by a beast. Perhaps not one of Hades' best moments.

Nodding while he looked over the drawing, there was no avoiding the fact that he had seen her now, his expression betrayed his thought processes. "You're her sister?" his gaze moved from the drawing to her, starting to see the striking resemblance in the curve of her face and nose. Drawing a smile to his lips, remembering everything more fondly with the pencil sketch in front of him and also Elsa's sister in front of him. 

"So you're," thinking hard he put down her notebook and his coffee, "You're Anna? She did mention you." 

Clearing his throat and straightening up, not sure where this conversation topic was taking them he turned it back to what he had in mind. "Have you ever thought about doing bigger pieces?"

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It was the scraping of the chair opposite her against the floor that drew Anna’s attention away from what she was drawing. Her eyebrows raised slightly, obviously surprised, when she saw the man sitting across from her, but she tried her best to return his kind smile. “Um…” was her reply to his question, and her glance switched quickly from the drawing back up to him, before nodding, saying, “Sure. Just don’t think that I’m creepy or anything for drawing random people, alright?” The phrase came out more joking than anything, but a part of Anna was serious. It was always deemed strange that she was so interested in drawing others—all of the staff at her old home used to think so, at least, though they at least indulged her.

Silently, she handed over the notebook, the drawing of one of the men over in the corner, drinking a cup of coffee. “I’m not very good, really. An amateur, I think,” the redhead told the stranger, shrugging her shoulders and neatly folding her hands on the table, as though awaiting his criticism.

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"Oh no no, not at all. I'd say only the real artists practice like this." he laughed nonetheless. There was nothing wrong with drawing the people around you, but in truth, Hades wasn't exactly a connoisseur of art, found it a little pointless, but the skills displayed never ceased to impress him. 

Gently taking the sketchbook from her hands, careful not to crease the pages or smudge the pencil work, he looked over the drawing she was working on. Smile lingering on his face while his forehead wrinkled, admiring the scribbles, shading, lines and tone. Plans formulating in his head, he put down his cup of coffee and rested his hand over his lips.

"Certainly better than anything I could do," he chuckled, "This is pretty damn cool, have you got anything else you could show me?" 

Leaning a little further forward, keeping his thumb on the page he handed the notebook back to her.

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Anna sat in The Tea Shop, a half-finished mug and an untouched muffin sitting in front of her and getting colder by the moment. She was too preoccupied to even attempt to finish either, though, her notebook out and in front of her. It was one of the only things that she truly felt she could depend on since arriving in Neverland all those years ago. It was where she wrote her dreams, her thoughts—both of which mainly consisted of reuniting with Hans and Elsa—and it was usually where her drawings resided. In this case, the redhead was using it for her illustrations. Feet crossed at the ankles like her mother had taught her when she was young, her legs swung and her tongue poked out slightly as she concentrated on finishing her drawing of the customer in front of her, probably seeming a bit childish to any outsider’s perspective.

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Hades could barely functioning in the mornings, far too much sunshine, too much joy, too many chirpy 'good morning's even with a war about to happen. Either way, he still smiled back,  greeted whoever said 'hello', kept up appearances. Standing in line for his cup of coffee which he needed every morning he looked up from his watch and absently stared at the people sat around the coffee shop. What caught his eye was the occasional glance up from the young girl scratching away with her pencil in her notepad. He was curious now and also far too vain not to go have a look if it was him on that piece of paper. Coffee in hand with an overly happy smiley face drawn on the outside, quietly sitting down on the seat opposite, he beamed a warm smile at her. 

"Mind if I take a look?"

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"Good luck keeping the bar open without me as a bartender!" Megara retorted and shut the door behind her. This was it. She had to do something. She had to leave. But how? She was not scared but thrilled about the idea of breaking this horrible cycle, however, she couldn’t decide how to. 

Unless… She went to the only person who could make things she never imagined before possible. Hook. She hoped Hades would not kill her for shutting that door. As she heard footsteps following her, she ran outside the bar before he could catch up. “This better be worth it.” She said to herself and wore the green cape she had bought a few days ago. 

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Giving her nothing but his trademark grin, he watched her leave, smugly pouring himself another drink. Taking it with him, he started after her, taking his time while she fled his office and leisurely walked in her footsteps.

Standing at the front door while he simply watched her leave, cloak flying out behind her. "Before you run off in a huff, sweetheart." he called after her, 

"Don't think about trying to leave. Your soul's mine." he crooned, smile growing wide like a shark's. He may have been exaggerating but he did have power over her even if she didn't like it. If she didn't do as he asked then he was going to have to take some drastic action and he didn't like to do that, far too much effort for someone not worth the time.

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"You and I both know that your bouncers are stupid, Hades. Hence you got them in the first place. Stupid but can use force on others to prevent bar fights. Probably a bartender is not really proof and have you seen the women in this island? There are a lot of women with long, black hair and too much cheek." Megara defended herself quickly, trying to hide her fear now. 

Seeing his reflection accidentally, her eyes grew. She was remembering right, she wasn’t making it all up in her head. He was a Greek God in their other life —he was Hades, the God of the Underworld. She wondered if he remembered as well. Would he be sitting here, just owning a bar if he had? 

"I’ve been here ever since Maleficent’s curse." Megara decided to throw in a bait. "I don’t remember how I even got to work at this bar, do you? I just.. did. Without my memories, without any friends, even though I clearly hate you, why would I ruin the one place I can rely on?"

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"You think I actually care about your damn proof?" 

He downed his drink a smirk plastered on his face. The truth was there were multiple eyewitness accounts and it was obvious who did it, who else hated the owner of the bar in town and would also have the guts and time to smash every single one of his windows. The reflection disappeared as quickly as it appeared, Hades turned to see what she was so shocked about and only saw his own reflection in the window. A frown crossing his features, he sat down again. 

"Don't change the subject." He sharply stopped her. 

A heavy sigh escaped his lips while he held his forehead with his thumb and forefinger. "You're off the bar. You're cleaning up the crap at the end of every night and since you so nicely decided it was time I replaced my windows. You're paying with your wages."

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"Would not know" she shrugged her shoulders, "Never really had a drink before". [She took another drink of the wine he’d gotten for her, swallowing it down with ease and feeling as if she enjoyed it to some slight degree more then she had just a moment ago.]

"Odd, seems like you should not concern for a young woman you know so little about" [She set the glass to her lips once again, shrugging her shoulders as she did so in an attempt to come off as nonchalant on the matter as she could manage without losing any grace in her nature]. "I could be some kind of knife wielding psychopath— the kind of young lady who could easily take care of her own. Could be, that is. Not stating that I am, just that perhaps you should not assume I am so easy of a target merely because I am in fact a young woman. Though I will state, I do not require company. Alone is the only manner in which I am to occupy any particular place, and as of yet I have not come into a situation where doing so has had a negative impact on my being".

[She set the glass back down onto the counter, giving him a warm polite smile as she added] “There will be no accidents, not in my regard. Not tonight. I am not the sort of young woman who attracts the attention required to cause a scene of any variety. That much, and only that, can I assure you”.  

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"Ah, of course, my apologies." [He bowed his head slightly, hand moving to his chest. Putting on a face full of smiles and respect for her as he did with most customers and people these days. What he did find interesting in her was how completely innocent she was. Almost perfect. Hades watched everyone become sanded down to brutal, cold, heartless people, those who didn't fit the island's mould simply did not survive for very long.

He laughed not in any malicious way, she did have a certain element of charm to her.] "I'm afraid knife wielding psychopath has already been taken, other roles are available. Take it as a compliment, sweetheart, you don't look like any of the murderers, thieves and rebels around town. But, of course, I can always be wrong and you're just an excellent actor."

[In a way it was quite sad to hear that she didn't normally have any company, sweet girl like her.] "I'm sorry to hear that. In general a drink is better enjoyed with company..." [Some of the people on the island wouldn't really appreciate all the flowery words she used but it was none of his business whatever she got up to.]

"I'm glad you're not a troublemaker. Been far too many in the bar lately... Anyway I should really get back to work. Would you like anything else?"

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"What would you do if pirates hit on you every night or tried to grip your bottom, dear Hades?” Megara exclaimed. How much she hated that guy.. It was beyond belief before. But now that she remembered who he was and who she was before, she hated him even more. “I would not dare smash your windows. Hence why the floors are so clean today.”

Luckily for her, she had cleaned the floors as soon as she got in the bar without Hades noticing she was cleaning. Or she hoped he had not. She was supposed to learn if he remembered his previous life or not —that was for sure.

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"Oh really. 'You wouldn't dare smash my windows'?" he outright laughed in her face, he wasn't oblivious to her hatred towards him, of course she hated him, he didn't come here to be loved by all.

"So..." he turned round, acting casual although he hadn't quite realized that he was starting to feel the fire build especially behind his irises. On the reflection in the window his hair had practically lit up in a raging heated blue flame. "The description of 'a woman with long black hair,  too much cheek for her own good and probably a bartender at the bar' doesn't fit you, hm?" This was what he got off one of the bouncers who was beat up quite badly after the whole ordeal.

He sighed, calming himself down, brushing some imaginary dust off his shoulder. "What did I say at the beginning of this conversation, Meg?"

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"Did I? Well, I was supposed to be here all night, cleaning the floor." Megara reminded him ever so sweetly. "I don’t think I would have time to break any windows. Besides, do you have proof or something that I broke windows? Don’t you think your men would catch me if I did that? You have so many and I’m just a lonely bartender, sir." 

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[The smallest hint of a smile appeared on his face, picking up on her choice of words.] "Oh, look who's hit the nail on the head."

"You are completely right, you were supposed to be cleaning the floor. What were you doing instead?"

[He chuckled almost jovially but there was a much more sinister edge to his laugh.] "I wasn't accusing you, yet, sweetheart, we'll get to that. You think I don't know about your bar fights every night? It wouldn't be a challenge for someone like you to take down a couple of them." [Standing up, taking the drink with him, he looked out of the window of his office, unsmashed and pristine. ] "So, answer the question. Did you smash the windows?"

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"Expense isn’t an issue", [Lady spoke in a tone that she had not come to realize made her sound quite arrogant, when it reality she meant it as a simple fact. Money meant nothing to her, and those she had come to call her ‘parents’ had more then enough of it to support whatever whim she may come to. Even if she was to suddenly taking to drinking a bottle of the aforementioned wine a day, it would barley put a dent in the lifestyle she’d come to acquire in town]. 

"I am not" [She answered honestly to his initial suspicion, an easy nonchalance to her tone as she spoke]. "What am I doing here?" [Her voice echoed his words, trying to mull over her answer carefully. What was she to say? The honest reason she was here seemed childish to a fault, allowing her curiosity to get the best of her was something she was somewhat shameful of. Yet the rumors were in plenty, and to a sheltered young woman like Lady whom barley ever took a step outside of the center square of town they were the seeds to something more then the day in and out routine she had seemed to sell her soul to.]

'I believe I am here to make you money, or so I assume that's the usual role of a customer”. 

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"Oh, lucky you." [He grinned an outwardly charming stretching of the lips although he really meant nothing by it. Such a shame that money was gradually decreasing in power. Usually residents of Neverland could barely afford something like wine and it was those that Hades loved toying with.]

"How cute. What kind of tastes do you prefer, I'm sure I can find something else for you." [A sure sign of over thinking or thinking carefully was repeating the question, eyes narrowing a little while he lifted her previous drink to his lips, rum and coke was always a brilliant combination. He nodded at her completely unsatisfactory answer.]

"I suppose I should be thanking you." [His voice dropped lower, grating and gravelly.] "Sweetie, a lady coming here all alone is dangerous, you know. There are dangerous people in this bar. I don't want any accidents to happen."

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Megara took a deep breath and got inside, looking ever so innocent. Hopefully, the guards hadn’t identified her or Hook. “Yes, boss? I’d not talk too long. The window guys are waiting for you.” 

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A scowl on his face while she came into the room, the other lady now appearing at his side wearing his shirt and lounging luxuriously on the side of the chair wanting his attention. 

"They can wait." His tone frosty, "Do not lie to me, if you think what you're doing now is bad, I can make it so much worse, if you do." he set down the ground rules. 

While the woman at his side did nothing to help Meg's situation by very audibly whispering in his ears "Ooh, has she been bad?" voice dripping with sweetness, her hand going to massage her boss' back. Hades ignored her though, lifting the drink to his lips and calmly placing it back where it was. "Did you break the windows?"

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Meg knocked the door once again, tired of waiting outside while Hades had his fun. “Some people are here about the windows.” She informed.

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Such a shame that he had to end it so quickly, a sorrowful melodramatic sigh escaping his lips, while he apologized and let her get one of his shirts from his room. Sitting himself down at his desk, pouring himself a drink.

"Get in here, Meg, now."

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Oh no you don’t have— [She cut herself off as he moved to take the drink from her, and her eyebrows furrowed as he turned to the selection of alcohol.] Well I suppose it is your job to know these sort of things, so who am I to argue? Recommend away. [Allotting him another polite smile as he poured her a glass of yet another foreign liquid, picking it up from the counter as it was slid to her] Thank you.

[She pressed the glass to her lips, taking a gingerly sip of the liquid and this time managing to get it down with much more grace then she had with her previous drink. There was still a bitterness to it, but it was manageable and she didn’t wish to come off as being too innocent in the circumstance] Much better. May I ask then what it is to be referred to?

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[/By her more suave reaction than from before he took it as she enjoyed this one slightly more, though in general it didn't seem like she actually drank alcohol very much. Eyes narrowing while he observed, running what limited information he had and trying to fill in the gaps./]

"That would be Chardonnay White Wine. Quite expensive actually. It's an acquired taste."

[/Accompanied with a charming smile, he wasn't going to charge her for that sip but if she wanted any other drinks there was going to be a price for it, Hades did not appreciate handing things out for free./]

"You don't seem like much of a drinker..." [/He'd been in this business for a long time, what came with her expressions was definitely not the same satisfied gulp of warm alcohol that he was so used to seeing./] "I don't mean to pry, but what exactly are you doing here?"

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[She took the drink slid to her, raising her head to allow the gentlemen a polite smile. She shrugged her shoulders with a sense of nonchalance she did not quite own to as she spoke up]. 

Never been in before, but I believe they tend to say there is a first for everything. Do they not? As for the drink, I did not realize a person was to look a certain way in order to dictate their drink. 

[As if to prove her point she moved to take a drink of the rum and coke, immediately gagging on it— though doing her best to recover in a manner that would leave her some grace]. 

Must be I forgot I was not the biggest fan of coke.

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[/Eyebrow raising with what he took as arrogance in the tone of her words, he stayed silent and let the drink do the talking. A soft smirk on his face while he leaned his elbows down onto the counter and watched while she gave the drink a try, growing more amused at her changes in expression.

Chuckling while she struggled with the drink./] "Hm. Let me take that." [/Taking the drink away and having a sip himself, he turned to the seletion of alcohol again in particular the wine./] "I believe this would suit you more." [/He poured some into a tall wine glass and slid it to her./] "Have a try."