YOU ARE THE REASON
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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@hookedintothedead
"I hate you." Niamh said, stepping away from him. "I’m going to get your food. The sooner you’re out of my sight, the better my day will be."
"Like I haven' heard tha' from ye' before." He licks the inner of his lower lip watching her.
"A smart pirate would know better than that." She retorted, looking to the flask before she grabbed it and took a sip. Then, she quickly gave it back. "Did you come here to annoy me?"
He lightly glared at her comment before replying to her question. "No, I came te' steal ye' gold." As if his sarcasm didn't leave.
The blonde looked at him, the irritation plain on her face. “Why would I do that?”
He waved his flask under her nose. "A pirate can't ask a siren if she wants any rum?"
"Very funny." Niamh answered, rolling her eyes at him. "If you thought it was rum, you wouldn’t have come into the diner."
"I’ll have the French fries…" Pocketing out his flask and opening it. "Rum lass?"
"It’s food. What do you think it is?”
Giving her dull eyes. "I thought it was a brand of rum." He sarcastically spoke.
"A double cheeseburger is a cheeseburger with two burgers."
"What even is a cheeseburger?"
hookedintothedead
"And what do you want?"
"I'll have the... Bloody hell is a double cheeseburger?"
"To be honest, it wasn't my fault a crocodile got my hand."
"Bloody hell what was that?" Killian slowly tried to make a stand. An explosion in Terminus?
"It was an explosion, handsome." He spoke crouching down over the male. "Now shh, unless you wish to be eaten."
"Oh really." Killian rolled his eyes and backed from the man as he quickly stood. "Don't tell me what to do."
"Terminus is in flames. I don’t know where my brother is. Have you seen him?"
"That depends what’s in it for me."
"I won't kill you right here and right now."
"Bloody hell what was that?" Killian slowly tried to make a stand. An explosion in Terminus?
"Oh now you are? Well there is a safe town, all the way north."
"How th’fuck am I supposed to know this ain’t a trap?"
"Bloody hell mate, you can't let me try and be a hero?"
"I think I’d be an advantage for your group."
"I’m listening."
"Oh now you are? Well there is a safe town, all the way north."
Isle Of The Damned || Killian & Liam, Gareth & Xander
When the world turned to hell, Killian and Liam felt lucky for being together when it started. The only bad part was they didn’t know where their younger brothers were. Killian had lost his hand right at the start from a bit, the only option the brothers went with was cutting his hand off. Since they were by the Georgian ports he used a rope hook for his missing hand. Liam lost his girlfriend Milah at the beginning of their travels for survival made them think they’d never see Gareth and Xander again.
The two brothers never thought to find any groups to be apart of before seeing the signs leading to a place named Terminus. They thought to give it a try since hunting for food wasn’t the specialty to fishermen. They were glad they did go to Terminus and finding their little brothers.
Now they are gathered around a table finding a new and hopefully safer place to go. Macon, Georgia was set right in the middle, but it had a road leading almost in any direction. Liam had come up with an idea, “If we take interstate sixteen to Savannah we are by the ocean, we can find a boat to life on and stay off shore most of the time.” It’s mean a lot of back tracking for Liam and Killian but they knew the area.
Xander watched his brothers gathered around the map, doing their thing. As they youngest he’d always felt a bit apart from them. So apart that he’d sought other means of comfort in his inadequacy. But things had changed for him. He stood with his arms crossed over his chest, watching them discuss the roads that lead to the ocean. His younger self wouldn’t have said a word, wouldn’t have had anything to contribute, but he’d spent the last two years fighting for his life, and paying attention.
"How safe are the waters, Kill, do you know for sure?" He stood back still, addressing his older brother. "When I was still in Atlanta I heard a rumor they’d been dumping bodies in the ocean. Those things would be worse than sharks if that’s true. Could we make safe passage?"
Xander unfolded his arms and came closer to stand at the table next to Gareth. Gareth had been the one that had always protected him, both from his brothers when they were younger, and then once they’d come to America. It was subtle, but standing by him made Xander feel more secure, even though he could do for himself now.
Once hearing the voice of his younger brother, half reply to Liam and half to himself he looked up. He had heard the rumors too, and they were true. It was the reason why he has a hook for a hand now. Some of the bodies were unfortunate to get stuck in the water, but a few were washed up enough to let them get away from the ocean and get those who survived around.
"When Liam and I were still by the ports most of the dead couldn't get out of the water if they tried." Killian started to speak, glancing at the eldest of them for a moment. "If we stay over water and get to a clean boat we'll be fine. Those rumors are true, but most of the bodies had weights on them. Sharks would have gotten to them already."
Killian's eyes moved to rest on the map, he thought just as much as Liam did about the coast. If they found a good boat, packed it with supplies and stayed far from the mainland they'd be fine. There could be others out on the ocean, a navy vessel possibly or just other ships. Then there is the chance that the dead had over run every possible spot on the coastline.
"You were fuckin’ ten, I was watching Nightmare on Elm Street at that age."
❝And those movies I could take— It was the purple dinosaur that I couldn’t.❞
"A purple dinosaur is not scared. Bloody hell how did I end up with you as a brother."
"Welcome home baby." ~HookedIntoTheDead
Emma turned the knob on her bedroom door, shoving it open while simultaneously shrugging off her jacket. At the sound of another’s voice she jerked, her eyes darting over to the bed. The sudden sight of him displayed there making her jaw drop, stuck in a moment of stunned silence.
Killian layed half naked on the bed waiting for Emma. He may have had a few to many shot glassed of rum, whiskey or scotch. He has no idea which he drank. When he saw Emma enter he spoke with a smirk, laying on his side he had one leg up. “Enjoy the view lass?”
Emma snapped her eyes up, having caught herself staring and— yes, rather enjoying the view. Her brain finally clicking back over into gear as she looked up at him. “What are you doing?” she asked shocked, finishing removing her jacket and lifting it onto a peg by the door.
"I was waiting for you, and now that you are here." Killian started as he rolled off the bed, nearly tripping but grabbing the bed railing to help him stand. Soon he walked over to Emma his hand sliding onto her waist. Pulling her in close the alcohol he drunk was still present in his breath.
"I will tell everyone how you were scared of Barney when you were ten."
❝—-Hey! That purple fucker was scary as shit, okay?❞
"You were fuckin' ten, I was watching Nightmare on Elm Street at that age."
