“I’m not touching that thing. I told you last night I was done with it. You deal with the crying.”
“It could be either of our kid, just to remind you, dipshit. So we're going to do equal amounts of work."
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“I’m not touching that thing. I told you last night I was done with it. You deal with the crying.”
“It could be either of our kid, just to remind you, dipshit. So we're going to do equal amounts of work."
She quickly felt her heart drop into her stomach, blinking several times at the small boy. She knew her fairy tales - but they were fiction. There was no way this was real.
"So what does that make you, Peter Pan? Isaac put you up to this, didn’t he?"
Frankly, this back and forth between them was starting to get boring. How long was she going to completely ignore what he was telling her? At least it appeared that she had heard of him.
“No one put me up to anything. Now-- who might you be?"
[ So, apparently he had no intention on making this easy on either of them. She almost sighed in frustration, but held it back before it could escape her lips. The last thing she wanted was for him to think he was going to succeed in getting to her. She wasn’t going to give in so easily. Whether he liked it or not, they were stuck with each other until the agency said otherwise.
However, the chance that he was going to lay off and simply behave seemed very low, which probably meant that they were only going to be stuck together longer. She was just going to have to make the best of this situation and not let it get in the way of missions. Sansa had a way of going about missions - a good way, the right way - and she wasn’t going to let some rebellious agent make trouble for her. She had worked too hard to get here to let him tear it down with his schemes.
Her composure completely crumpled at his response, and she rolled her eyes. He was worse than her sister had ever been, far worse. ]
“Black Hawk? Spy name? You do realize you’re an actual agent, correct? This isn’t a game. So what’s your actual name? ”
It was impossible for him to not smirk wider when he saw her roll her eyes at him. Not surprising, her behaviour was-- he had more or less been expecting it, to be honest. Though she held it togeth- er longer than most (so she might be harder to crack than most to boot), but it was not as if he would be divulging such information to her. She might actually grow confident in her attempt to put up with him and that would not do, even if Pan knew it was only a matter of time until she wanted nothing to do with him at all.
This isn't a game. What a riot she was. He knew it wasn't a game; very well, at that. But making it out as such made it easier for him to navigate through what he did, not to mention he was attempting to piss her off. Looks like it worked; she was just like all the other agents. Fully invested in her work and angered by "rebelliousness". All of them were pretentious, thinking themselves "fair" and "right".
Instead of getting cross with her, however, he simply shrugged his shoulders and slouched back against the wall. Her demand of knowing his real name did not scare him one bit.
“When did I ever say I thought it was a game? And I like to go by Black Hawk. Is that so bad? I kind of like it, actually. Sounds cool."
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❝ Neverland… It’s beautiful. ❞ she is almost completely E N C H A N T E D. Azure orbs trace about their surroundings curiously before turning towards him— suddenly cautious.
❝ Who are you ? ❞
“That it is. One of the most wonderful places I have ever stepped foot in."
[ He had not fully anticipated her question, given her seemingly trusting nature. His lips almost widened into an amused, wicked grin, though he kept up the charade instead. ]
“One of the inhabitants of Neverland, of course. I have lived here for some time now. --And you would be...?"
“R u d e.”
[ He never agreed to doing any of this work. ]
“Tough."
[ He'd rather not fail thanks to Max of all people. ]
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”Yeah, no–- sorry. You okay? Not hurt or anything?”
“You think that might have hurt me? Oh, It takes a lot more to attempt that."
[ ♔ ] ——"Your men have something of value to me. And I want it back.”
“And you think-- what? That you will be getting it back? How cute."
Apprehension and W O N D E R mix in the pit of her stomach as she eyes their surroundings.
❝ What is this place ? ❞
[ A smile lights up his face at the sight of the girl-- it is best he keep up a genial air, at least until he finds out about her and how she came to be. ]
“You are in Neverland. Welcome."
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“Princess Aurora, awake at last. Some eternal slumber that turned out to be."
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“Are you sure you should be exploring the Enchanted Forest at such a time of night?"
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“That's quite the neat trick you pulled off. First time I've seen something like that."
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“It's crying again. Your turn to shut It up; I did it last time."
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“Why, if it isn't Prince Hans of the Southern Isles-- to what do I owe this pleasure?"
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“--A new addition to Neverland. Welcome."
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”–-In my defense, I wasn’t even aiming for you. Sorry.”
“You might want to watch where you throw that next time, laddie."