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Killian Jones // Captain Hook ([personal profile] seekingcrocodile) wrote in [community profile] sixthiterationlogs 2018-09-24 03:32 am (UTC)

Killian Jones | ota

Campfire Storytime

This isn't exactly like the previous life he's used to (campfires weren't a common occurrence on board a ship, after all), but some aspects of it are close enough. When they were on land, they sometimes would end up around a fire; the time spent on Neverland was mainly one extended camping trip. But it's the camaraderie, the spirit of the group gathered around the campfire, that has him in a mood to tell a story.

He's foregoing the marshmallows (not being familiar with them anyway) and while he's not expecting anything to come of the sash, he's got one on anyway. He's in a festive mood, and he likes decoration. He'll go with it.

"That reminds me of a situation I will never forget," he says as he shifts in his seat and picks up the thread of what someone's just said. "There we were, on a stretch of sea we'd never been on before, no land in sight, when we heard the eeriest singing coming across the water. We knew it was nothing good, of course, because it could only have been a mermaid trying to wreck the ship on some rocks. But that's the thing about mermaids. Even when you know that's where the singing is coming from, you're powerless to resist.

"So there we were, on a course to assured destruction on some jagged rocks, when the lookout calls a warning. On the other side of the ship is a kracken, or at least the tentacles of one, reaching out for the ship. The largest any of us have ever seen, too, and also certain destruction. If I hadn't known better I'd have said that the kracken and the mermaid had worked together to lure us into that situation, but neither of them wants to share their prey.

"Destruction on one side, destruction on the other, and us unable to turn away from either while the mermaid sang her song. In the distance, a storm brewing, strong enough to bring us down on its own. Out of options, death certain...there was only one thing to do."

Assured of an audience now, he pauses in the telling. That's the best way to keep them hooked. Leave them waiting. And wondering.

He won't make them wait too long. Just long enough.

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