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WHO: Killian Jones (aka Hook)
WHERE: The fountain
WHEN: July 19th
OPEN TO: Everyone!
WARNINGS: None. Unless you want to avoid an annoyed pirate.
STATUS: Open

The first thing he's aware of is that he's underwater.

The second thing he's aware of is that he shouldn't be underwater. He had been on the way to stop Emma from making a mistake she didn't even know she was making; he hadn't been anywhere near the docks. Yet somehow here he is, in the water anyway, with what must be the surface shimmering above him, if the light is anything to go by.

He feels a slight push from beneath, towards the light. He's spent a lifetime, in fact several lifetimes, at sea; he knows how to swim. In addition, he knows how little time it takes to drown. He's seen it happen more times than he can remember, when a sailor falls overboard and isn't rescued fast enough.

He kicks with his feet, pulls with his hand. This would have been easier in the days before he lost it. Even without it, he's a fairly strong swimmer, born from years of a life at sea. It takes everything he has to fight the instinct to take a breath. He knows that would be the end of him. There's a burning in his lungs, a need to take in air, but he won't give in.

His hand breaks the surface first, then his head appears. He gasps and sucks in a breath, then takes stock of where he is. A fountain. Much smaller than he would have guessed from his swim. He hooks an arm over the edge of the fountain, then a leg, and pulls himself over onto the ground below. He leans against the edge of the fountain for a few moments, catching his breath, then glances down at himself to make sure everything is how it should be. He's wearing...well he doesn't know what he's wearing. At least it's still black.

Where is he?

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"Certainly not. Especially with a lady such as yourself." He's a gentleman, after all.

He holds out his hand to her, to seal the deal. "You have a deal. I'll create a map of the canyon for you."

Peggy reaches out to grasp his hand, giving it a secure shake as she thinks of what she might do with such a map. Surely having the information on hand is the key piece here, but she thinks that maybe others can start to fill in what they've found.

And maybe, along the way, they'll find someone who has some answers. "Do you need any help in creating it?"

"I can answer that question more easily once I've seen it." Especially without having a compass or any other navigational tool. He may need someone to help find measurements, or record them. "I will certainly need some assistance in acquiring items required to make one. Pen and paper and ink, or whatever might be found as a substitute."

"Linens, maybe?" Though she's not sure what they might use as ink, but she thinks there must be enough in the way of natural dyes sitting around this place in order to make a few etchings and marks. "I think it would be helpful for us to know where we can go and where's a waste of time."

Not to mention, if they chart out the current state, they can keep track of it anyone is changing things.

"Those could work." It should be possible to make them into smaller pieces, for a start. He'll figure out something to use for ink. There's always charcoal or ashes.

"Aye, there's no point in covering the same ground twice."

The spirit of togetherness never fails in a bad situation like this. Peggy's rather grateful for it, but at the same time, she'd give anything to not have to live in this sort of world again. "It sounds like we have a deal. Let me know if you need any help, but I think it will be good for all of us."

"Am I not supposed to tell anyone else that I'm making a map for you?" He wants to know exactly how this is going to work, now that he's agreed to it. He also wants to know if he's not supposed to give a map to anyone but her.

"No, you can tell people," Peggy says, though she doesn't want someone to swoop in and out-barter her, seeing as she doesn't have much in the way of things to offer. "If they're interested, we might as well share the information."

And maybe, they'll learn something new that they just haven't been able to see when looking at the problem independently.

"Aye, as long as they've got something to share in return." He doesn't mind doing work. He's just a strong believer in everyone pulling their own weight. He'll share with someone who shares with him.

"I'll let you know when I've got a map worked out, and if I need any help in completing it."