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[unhand]

Who: Hook and ~other people~
Where: the beach
When: April 28
Rating: PG probably
Summary: Hook and booze and staring out to sea.
The Story:

[Hook found a bottle of rum somewhere, and he's taken it down to the Beach. He probably shouldn't be so nostalgic. He'd known his ship wouldn't be in Storybrooke when he'd left, and he's already realized that he can't go back to being the pirate he used to be. He's changed so much.

But the sea's still calming. And no one's bloody singing around it. He's still not sure what that's all about.

He stands looking out to sea, taking swigs. Maybe he'll even share if he's asked nicely enough.]

Comments

[cursebreaking]

[He wasn't the only one who'd had the idea to escape to someplace quiet. The beach and the docks were Emma's favorite getaway, too, thanks to all her time spent looking out at the water with Henry back in Storybrooke, but Hook has beaten her there this time.

She freezes a few paces back from where he stands. Maybe she should turn around, go back -- if there's anyone she doesn't want to get caught by pouring her heart out in song, it's Hook. Regina is a close second, perhaps, but for entirely different reasons. That said, she's managed to keep the singing in check for the last few hours.

Maybe it's time to revoke that vow of silence. Just for a few minutes.

The look on his face makes it too hard to turn her back, anyway. Pitiful. Right. That's it.]

Hey.

[She clears her throat as she comes up behind him. It had been a flat, tuneless greeting. That was a plus, right?]

Why the long face, sailor? Not a fan of the musical extravaganza?

[widows_kiss]

[There's only so much singing Natasha can take in a day and listening to Captain America and the god of mischief spout Disney ballads at each other over the network - while hilarious - has definitely hit her limit for a while.

She's already explored what she could of several of the floors in the mansion so she heads outside instead, wandering the grounds and taking note of her surroundings. It's how she ends up wandering down to the beach, drawn inevitably by the ocean.

She notes the figure there as she saunters towards the water, coming closer to him. She doesn't call out, because she's not sure he looks like he wants company and she's not about to intrude on serious thoughts if he'd rather be left alone but her path will take her past him, should he decide he doesn't mind an unfamiliar redhead stopping for a chat.]

[madehervows]

[When Regina makes her to the beach, it's after she's made the terrible decision to attack Pan. She has no doubt that will come back to haunt each and every one of them, like the rest of her mistakes, so she needs some time alone.

But Wonderland has a way of making sure you're never truly alone, between the mirrors and everyone else. But it could be worse, it could be Whale instead of Hook.]

Hello, Captain.

[Her ego's been deflated by her defeat at Pan's hands, and aside from the way he looks at Emma, Hook isn't that bad.]