A mischievous ƒ я є є spirit paired with a girl on the я υ η т ω σ stowaways who will become σ η є. Killian Jones & & Emma Swan

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A mischievous ƒ я є є spirit paired with a girl on the я υ η т ω σ stowaways who will become σ η є. Killian Jones & & Emma Swan
Killian was surely used to his brother challenging him to a sword fight— to the extent that his sword remained constant around his hips, colliding with his thigh as it bounced with every step. But when the blonde that he had affections for appeared from seemingly no where to proclaim her desires in which to have a friendly collision of swords, he was absolutely speechless. The last thing he wants to do is cause the smile on her face to disappear, and her to feel as if he didn’t find her strong enough— so, without much silence between the moment her words slipped from her tongue, he is speaking himself. ”Are you really sure you want to do that?” He inquires, concern evident. He would absolutely loathe himself if he were to accidentally wound her while sparring—
She nodded as he questioned if she was positive or not. "Owen said I should spar with you some time, and I've been training, too." A hint of pride was in her tone. She'd actually gotten quite good at sword fighting, even though she wasn't half-bad to begin with thanks to her time on Neverland as a Lost Girl. That was probably the only good thing she got from the whole Adventure. "So yes, I'm sure." She honestly didn't know which one of them would win, as all she really knew was that he often lost against Owen and Liam.
{ Welcome To Neverland ;; alostswan. youngcorsair. }
"Pan's not here. If you have business with him, well, now it's my business...now, care to explain why you're here uninvited?"
youngcorsair replied to your post “[[ so, uh… it’s a munday. have my face. ]] [[MOR]”
oh no. you're cute.
[[ what no i think there's been a mistake; you must've looked in the mirror ]]
youngcorsair
"Do you ever shut up?"
youngcorsair said: {(whispers) when I jab you with my sword you feel it}
I do hope you're talking about the one in your belt, not the one in your pants.
youngcorsair said: {you’re under my skin, you little parasite}
Awwh. Such sweet words.