If it can be broken, it means it still w o r k s

Roleplay blog for Killian Jones from Once Upon A Time.

[itstillwxrks]

"I can see that you don't want me around, Swan. I'll be on my way."

verumexamore

[itstillwxrks]

[sirenxnotseawitch]

Phoebe glared at him, before standing and brushing herself off, being careful of her cut. “So how the hell do I get off this island?”

[itstillwxrks]

"It's not simple. See, we're not allowed to leave." The captain replied, messing with his hook.

[itstillwxrks]

"How are you, Belle? I imagine you must be hurting after what happened."

hiscaptivebeauty

[itstillwxrks]

"It's not safe to be alone in the woods. Don't you know what kind of creatures are out here?"

iwishforachild

[itstillwxrks]

"Elsa? What are you doing back in Storybrooke?"

xnivalis

[itstillwxrks]

"Stop taunting me, Pan. Give me back my ship."

demented-king

[itstillwxrks]

[sirenxnotseawitch]

"What is that?" Phoebe asked, watching him closely, body tensing.

[itstillwxrks]

Killian popped the cork off of the bottle. “Rum. Trust me, it’ll disinfect that injury.”

[sirenxnotseawitch]

"You’re going to waste it on my leg? Can I at least take a drink first?" Phoebe asked, eyebrows knitting together.

[itstillwxrks]

Killian tilted his head a bit before holding the bottle out to her. “Don’t drink too much, lass. Haven’t got that much left.”

[sirenxnotseawitch]

Phoebe took the bottle cautiously and took a small sip before handing the bottle back, making a face as it burned down her throat. “Thanks.” She said quietly.

[itstillwxrks]

He flashed a small smile. “Now, let’s take a look at that wound.”

[sirenxnotseawitch]

Phoebe nodded nervously and listed the hem of the long dress, revealing the cut. “I don’t remember how I got this….”

[itstillwxrks]

"Hm…" Killian examined the cut then poured the rum on it.

[sirenxnotseawitch]

Phoebe winced, hands balled up into fists. “What the hell…..”

[itstillwxrks]

"Right, forgot to mention. It burns." Killian said casually, putting the cork back on the bottle and standing up.

[itstillwxrks]

[sirenxnotseawitch]

"What is that?" Phoebe asked, watching him closely, body tensing.

[itstillwxrks]

Killian popped the cork off of the bottle. “Rum. Trust me, it’ll disinfect that injury.”

[sirenxnotseawitch]

"You’re going to waste it on my leg? Can I at least take a drink first?" Phoebe asked, eyebrows knitting together.

[itstillwxrks]

Killian tilted his head a bit before holding the bottle out to her. “Don’t drink too much, lass. Haven’t got that much left.”

[sirenxnotseawitch]

Phoebe took the bottle cautiously and took a small sip before handing the bottle back, making a face as it burned down her throat. “Thanks.” She said quietly.

[itstillwxrks]

He flashed a small smile. “Now, let’s take a look at that wound.”

[sirenxnotseawitch]

Phoebe nodded nervously and listed the hem of the long dress, revealing the cut. “I don’t remember how I got this….”

[itstillwxrks]

"Hm..." Killian examined the cut then poured the rum on it.

[itstillwxrks]

[sirenxnotseawitch]

"What is that?" Phoebe asked, watching him closely, body tensing.

[itstillwxrks]

Killian popped the cork off of the bottle. “Rum. Trust me, it’ll disinfect that injury.”

[sirenxnotseawitch]

"You’re going to waste it on my leg? Can I at least take a drink first?" Phoebe asked, eyebrows knitting together.

[itstillwxrks]

Killian tilted his head a bit before holding the bottle out to her. “Don’t drink too much, lass. Haven’t got that much left.”

[sirenxnotseawitch]

Phoebe took the bottle cautiously and took a small sip before handing the bottle back, making a face as it burned down her throat. “Thanks.” She said quietly.

[itstillwxrks]

He flashed a small smile. "Now, let's take a look at that wound."

[itstillwxrks]

Like for a starter!!

[itstillwxrks]

[sirenxnotseawitch]

"What is that?" Phoebe asked, watching him closely, body tensing.

[itstillwxrks]

Killian popped the cork off of the bottle. “Rum. Trust me, it’ll disinfect that injury.”

[sirenxnotseawitch]

"You’re going to waste it on my leg? Can I at least take a drink first?" Phoebe asked, eyebrows knitting together.

[itstillwxrks]

Killian tilted his head a bit before holding the bottle out to her. "Don't drink too much, lass. Haven't got that much left."

[itstillwxrks]

[sirenxnotseawitch]

"What is that?" Phoebe asked, watching him closely, body tensing.

[itstillwxrks]

Killian popped the cork off of the bottle. "Rum. Trust me, it'll disinfect that injury."

[itstillwxrks]

"You know the rules as well as I do, Mr.Smee. We don’t leave Neverland. Not unless, Pan lets us go. And we’re not having any luck with his game." Killian trudged through the sand, trying not to lose his temper. He was beginning to grow tired of Pans games. And this one was the most aggravating….

[sirenxnotseawitch]

Voices… far away, growing closer…. As soon as Phoebe felt a hand on her, She woke up. Eyes fluttering open, she groaned, and slowly sat up. She wiped her blue eyes, as blue as the sea, her father would tell her, and looked at the strange man. Her eyes widened and she moved away as best as she could. Looking around… where was she? The siren tried to remember back…. but everything was fuzzy. She looked down as her torn, black dress and bare feet. How did she get in this outfit? Where was she?

"Who….." her voice was hoarse, and she coughed lightly. "Who are you? Where am I?" She asked, fear managing to creep into her voice.

[itstillwxrks]

"You don’t know where you are? You’re in Neverland. I’m Killian. Mostly known as, Hook. Captain Hook. Now, if you just breath and calm down, I’m not going to hurt you." Killian tried reassuring her. But how reassuring could a pirate with a hook for a hand, dressed up with a whole bunch of leather and eyeliner, be?. "What’s your name, lass?"

Smee finally made his way over to his captain and the girl. “Captain, it doesn’t matter. She can’t be trusted, what if she works for Pan?”

[sirenxnotseawitch]

Her eyes fell on his hook and she scoffed. “Like hell you won’t,” she snapped, trying to stand… but a sharp pain in her right leg made it difficult and she nearly fell over. Sighing, she sat in the sand. Lifting the hem, she looked at her leg. She had a large cut that seemed to have started closing already on her leg.

"Phoebe," she answered. "My name is Phoebe. That’s all I remember."

[itstillwxrks]

Killian chuckled, ignoring Smee. "Nice name- now, you're going to need that leg fixed up." He said, taking a bottle out of his satchel.

[quoeththeraven]

itstillwxrks is in your flightpath

"Whatever it is, I’m not interested."

[itstillwxrks]

"Perhaps you could give a poor pirate a chance, mate?"

[itstillwxrks]

"You know the rules as well as I do, Mr.Smee. We don’t leave Neverland. Not unless, Pan lets us go. And we’re not having any luck with his game." Killian trudged through the sand, trying not to lose his temper. He was beginning to grow tired of Pans games. And this one was the most aggravating….

[sirenxnotseawitch]

Voices… far away, growing closer…. As soon as Phoebe felt a hand on her, She woke up. Eyes fluttering open, she groaned, and slowly sat up. She wiped her blue eyes, as blue as the sea, her father would tell her, and looked at the strange man. Her eyes widened and she moved away as best as she could. Looking around… where was she? The siren tried to remember back…. but everything was fuzzy. She looked down as her torn, black dress and bare feet. How did she get in this outfit? Where was she?

"Who….." her voice was hoarse, and she coughed lightly. "Who are you? Where am I?" She asked, fear managing to creep into her voice.

[itstillwxrks]

"You don't know where you are? You're in Neverland. I'm Killian. Mostly known as, Hook. Captain Hook. Now, if you just breath and calm down, I'm not going to hurt you." Killian tried reassuring her. But how reassuring could a pirate with a hook for a hand, dressed up with a whole bunch of leather and eyeliner, be?. "What's your name, lass?"

Smee finally made his way over to his captain and the girl. "Captain, it doesn't matter. She can't be trusted, what if she works for Pan?"

[itstillwxrks]

Sirenxnotsea

"You know the rules as well as I do, Mr.Smee. We don't leave Neverland. Not unless, Pan lets us go. And we're not having any luck with his game." Killian trudged through the sand, trying not to lose his temper. He was beginning to grow tired of Pans games. And this one was the most aggravating. Pan had hidden the Jolly Rodger from Killian and his crew. He said that if Killian found the ship, he'd let them go. "I'm sorry, captain. I need to rest." Said Smee, collapsing onto the sand. "Bloody hell, Smee-" Killian was about to turn around to pull Smee back up, when something caught his attention a little further down the beach. Rather, someone. He quickly ran over to the person and shook them. "Smee! Get the hell over here!" He shouted. sirenxnotseawitch

[itstillwxrks]

"Think I’ve had just a bit too much rum.” Killian smiled and looked up at the person. “Ah who am I kidding? There’s no such thing as too much rum.” He chuckled. He couldn’t exactly remember why he’d started drinking and why he’d had as much as he did. Maybe it was a fight with Emma?. His mind...