not your leverage

  "Have you not met Will Turner? He's noble, heroic, terrific soprano, worth at least four…maybe three and a half."

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Anton Facilier.  

“Some futures aren’t set in stone Turner. Yours however. Always seems to be.” facilier nodded. Per usual the same three cards laid out before Will. “The cards can not tell you things like that. Do not mock my work” facilier frowned. “You’ve lost something in your past that needs finding. Until you figure it out there is nothing but tragedy and despair in your future.” he said. “you may shuffle the deck yourself if you’d like. that won’t change your outcome. The spirits have spoken”

“What makes the difference?” Will found himself asking. “Of who’s future is set and stone and not, is there something that determines it?? He thought of his own future, the future of those he cared for, of who’s future he wanted to be apart of. Was it a pre destined path or impossible odds? Or were they more of the same? “What I’ve lost... could you tell if it’s an object or something else?” An emotion, a thought, a person? “Tragedy and despair, nothing new there.” He grimaced. “You’re making me sound somewhat doomed.” Perhaps it was a bit morbid, but Will chuckled. 

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@thcpiratefairy​

“Lower your weapons. For goodness sake, put them down.“

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Anton Facilier. 

“ Very well. Very well. The mundane it is.” Facilier sighed, disappointment dripping off of his words. But ten dollars was ten dollars after all. “Your fate will be the same as last time I’m afraid William. And the time before that. Weather you believe it or not.” Faciiler shuffled the cards in his hand, spreading them out before the man. “You know the drill.”

Will shrugged, not letting Facilier’s disappointment affect him much. As much as the compass made him curious he could deal with that in the future, in this moment he wanted his fortune read. “You know, if you say that each time I may start doubting you.” Though it was on Will himself mostly, for continuing to go despite the same thing being said. The very definition of insanity, wasn’t it? He touched his hand forward and took a card in it. “Let me guess, this card means I should get the compass?” He joked. 

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Anton Facilier. 

“Oh you know there’s always some thing new and exciting for you here. Voo doo, Hoo doo, thing’s I haven’t even tried.” His smirk was mischievous, but that was all it held. mischief. “I’ve got a compass here, says it will take you to your hearts desire. Fine man like you could use something like that no? i’ve got a shell rumored to summon the most beautiful of mermaids to grant you a wish.” he offered the items up. “Or, we can do your reading as normal if you’re feelin’ mundane.”

He’d heard the slogans more than once, it was mostly amusing, Will had heard worse ones. At the very least Anton was entertaining and a good way to pass his time. “A compass?” That was a new one, actually. He’d expected a half baked fortune, maybe some reading of palms, not a compass. Peculiar. It felt almost familiar (this was silly, he reminded himself, and he knew it was all pretend). “A compass or a shell.” He mused the offers. “Perhaps a compass, but a reading was my original intent. Let’s start with that.”

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Megara. 

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         The laugh that escaped from between Megara’s lips lacked any humor as she nodded at the man. She couldn’t have agreed more. Vincent was anything but pleasant. Sometimes she thought he was the devil in disguise, sent there to make her life a living hell. “That’s an understatement if I’ve ever heard one.” She had never had a worse boss and that was surprising considering how many bosses she had been under. She could believe that people with experience demanded more. Megara demanded more of her coworker and maybe if her coworker had more experience they would demand more to get her the results she needed. “I don’t think being a mechanic is lowly.” Meg had grown up poor with a single mother. The only reason she was where she had made it to today was hard work. 

Will somehow doubted asking more about her boss would lighten the woman’s mood, it’d probably only crash it further with the reminder of all the wrongs he or she had done her. “I’m Will by the way,” He introduced himself. It was only polite given that they were conversing as they were, to be give his name. A smile tugged at his lips at her kind words delivered to him by her. “Thank you,” He said. “Thats very kind of you to say.” Especially given, from the impression he was getting, she worked as something important. 

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Ariel. 

Ariel’s hands were on her hips as she looked out into the sea. She loved the salty air and the mist of the sea when the shores washed against the waves. Running by the ocean on the sand was calming, this was her happy place. Taking her headphones out and wrapping them around her neck her head turned to the said and smiled at the man next to her on the beach. “Nice morning isn’t it?” @thenoblefool​ 

“Sure is.” Will agreed, he enjoyed the sand under his feet and the salty fresh smell of the ocean. It was always a draw to him, though he never quite knew why. He never had experience out there, wasn’t even the best swimmer and yet- the ocean was special in some strange way. He longed to be out there. “Ocean’s probably freezing today.” He mused. 

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@friendsonthe-otherside​

Will didn’t consider himself a fool, though he knew a handful of others that felt very differently on the subject. At the very least he knew when he was heading into what could become a troubling situation. Like the pier. He always enjoyed the scent of the sea and the sight of the water, but the pier itself was a peculiar place. He always felt wary there, when his eyes weren’t on the sea that is. The fact that Anton’s creepy shop was one of the better places to hang out said to Will all that needed to be heard. He wasn’t a regular, but he went there and often enough to RECOGNIZE the regulars. “Anything new for me today?” He asked, not particular inclined to believe his fortunes. They were a good way to pass the time though.

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@frcstedfairiies​

> Will wasn’t someone who made ice cream a habitual part of his diet, but one scoop once in a while didn’t hurt anyone. Plus he took pity on those poor college kids who were juggling jobs on top of their already tough classes. Back in the day, that had been him. If he played his cards better perhaps he would be somewhere better than he currently was. “Not very busy today I take it.” He noted their lack of business, not unkindly.

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Megara Thebes.

Open starter for @aforgottentale-starters​

         Meg dreaded going to work for nothing more than the simple fact that she hated her boss. The man was practically unbearable with his demands, expecting her to be able to move mountains and things no single human was capable of. Meg always found a way, though. She was hoping, as she did every morning, that he would call out by some miracle. The universe had never favored her, and she held the strong belief that if there was a God, they hated her too. “I needed it yesterday. No. No, you don’t understand.” She sighed heavily into the phone she held to her ear. “I need it now.” The answer was that she wasn’t going to get what she needed today. Frustrated, Megara hung the phone up and tossed it onto the seat next to her with an eye roll. “Some people just shouldn’t be hired for jobs they can’t do.” She vented her frustration to the person sitting at the table next to hers.

“I can’t say your employer sounds ah-” Whats the word? “Bearable.” Will had his own fair share of employers that were much the same as she described. Speaking of moving mountains like it was making a kettle of tea, expected you to anticipate their thoughts before they even had them, and got furious when you didn’t meet their demands. “There’s no pleasing that type, and no changing them either.” It was a dismay to learn but life had taught him that lesson thoroughly. People in power didn’t particularly care to change, especially once they get away with whatever they want to do. There was no way about it sans excusing yourself from their proximity. “Often times I find someone without experienced is hired because people with experience demand more. What many refuse to realize, is that they are worth more.” Many things were worth more than met the eye. “Though the are just the opinions of a lowly mechanic,” He added hastily. “Take them with a grain of salt.” Will hadn’t meant to overstep (he was usually better at containing his opinion, the comfortable environment just gave him too much comfortability. He needed to be more cautious, he noted to himself).

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wanted to be #cool but was #cute instead