𝙅𝘼𝙈𝙀𝙎 𝙃𝙊𝙊𝙆 liked 𝑻𝑯𝑰𝑺 for a starter .
❝ and here i had hoped that you had been eaten . ❞ harsh syllables rip from the faerie’s lips , dissatisfaction evident over her angelic features rendering her less angelic than her counterparts in the moment . anger was quick to spread ; her faint glow giving her a red tint all over . james hook . bastard . pirate . and top of her shit-list . lucky her . ❝ ah well . guess there’s always tomorrow . . ❞
𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐊
“Such hostilities and from one I have little knowledge of… you must be one of Pan’s loyal bunch…” Hook replied, finding little recollection of just who the one before her. His hand fell to his blade, fingers curling around the hilt while his hook arm tensed in case the need to strike became necessary. “Such cruel hopes are unbecoming, and yet, it shall give me great joy to disappoint you in your beliefs for I doubt that I shall fall prey to that infernal crocodile any time soon…”
﹝ ♚ ﹞ ⸻⸻ INSTINCT KICKS IN ALMOST IMMEDIATELY , hand flying to the various small satchels of dust at her side . fingers on her other side immediately going to rest on the small blade she carries . just in case he tries anything . golden optics roaming over him furiously ; taking in every bit she can . mind racing to calculate and determine what force she would need to take a man of his stature down .
❛ one of pan’s faeries ? don’t be as stupid as he thinks you are . ❜ sarcasm swirls over her tongue as she props herself up on the nearest tree , limbs loosely crossing over her chest . the picture of relaxed even as she positions her feet so she can run if need be . ❛ i could always fix that if you’re even inclined . i happen to know where he sleeps , and i’m quite good at talking to animals if i need to . ❜
she’s quick to assure him , gaze flittering off him as she moves again ; faeries never did sit still for long least they get caught . this time , she does pull out her dagger , using the tip of the blade to clean the underside of her fingernails .
❛ and no , to answer the other question ; i’m not one of mab’s insipid little followers either . ❜ she adds in , eyebrow arching as the blade switches to her other hand . ❛ there are third parties , you know . ❜










