[ At some point these sorts of things have stopped being surprising to Killian Jones. As man who once lived in the Enchanted Forest only to find his home in Storybrooke this sort of travel isn't much for him to wrap his head around. He's been through portals created by magical beans. This is far more technological in it's efforts, but it doesn't leave him in awe. He simply accepts it as part of his new sort of norm. Cell phones and televisions were strange for him. At this point more gadgets would only be more things on the list for him to master.
Camping though among the wildness is what he's familiar with. Somewhat. Most of his life has been spent at the sea, but he's no stranger to this. Surviving. This is quite the welcome though. It's a relief not to have to set up camp themselves. But Killian does engage with his fellow arrivals if only to find word of where his wife might possibly be. He's a dedicated man when he wants to be.
The ones who were here before their arrival are unsettling, but only because Killian doesn't know their intentions. He's been through far too much to truly just accept "good intentions", but at the same time Emma's family has taught him some trust. He's in between a rock and a hard place. They seem to have made things quite comfortable for their new arrivals and Killian has no problem settling in despite the strange announcement come morning. He's an odd fellow, but he's not the biggest blowhard he's seen in his time roaming the lands. He simply tunes him out until things settle down ]
b. of white and gold
[ He's here because Emma is here. He has no ties or loyalties to Olympia. He's never been that big on political issues like this. As a pirate he's seen what power does to leaders. It corrupts. It ruins. Absolutely. He's seen it happen to himself as well. When he was the Dark One it didn't take much to nudge him into the darkness. It didn't take much for him to take advantage of his power to take vengeance out on those who had wronged him in the past. He's no stranger to war or what it can do to people. Olympia doesn't hold his allegiance and neither does Wyver. Emma does however.
Which is why he's participating in this tour. Tours. Either way he's going about a city. Likely because Emma's had enough of him trying to explain what their future holds for them. Trying to explain what becomes of them from the point she last recalls. A bit of space won't hurt the situation. He doesn't want to pile everything onto her. He'll get acquainted with the city while she processes. It'll take longer than a tour or two, but he's prepared to wait as long as it takes. They've gone through too much for him to just abandon his wife. Especially given that he knows that's her fear. Just as it's his. ]
I wouldn't mind going to have a free drink or four.
[ He puts on a crooked smile. ]
c. forgetting is so long
1. we're all young once
[ Killian's stomach turns the moment he recognizes where he's standing. A ship stuck out at sea while a storm rages. The boat sways and moves with each wave. A young boy lays in his bed looking dreadfully afraid. The fear only amplifies the moment the lantern in the cabin blows out. The room grows dark and he sits up in a flash yelling out for his father. A man bursts in reassuring his son that he's there. The young boy looks visibly relieved simply having his father in the cabin as the elder relights the lantern.
It's all right, son. I'm here. See? There's nothing to be afraid of. Now--remember, whenever you feel scared, all you have to do is look inside. We're all braver than we think if we just look deep enough. Before you know it, you're gonna be a man, so I'm just trying to prepare you 'cause then you're gonna have to answer life's big question. What kind of man are you going to be?
The boy looks deep in thought until finally he lets out the smallest of laughs. Finally he seems to have an answer for his father.
OOC: Here is the memory. The rest of it will play out in his tags if this is replied to. The written bit is cut down to save scrolling space. ]
2. saying goodbye is the hardest part
[ The sight is familiar to Killian. Maybe to no one else, but he knows exactly what's happening here. Him and Emma racing through what seems like an underground cavern. He knows it's not. It's the Underworld. Hell. Emma has Killian by the hand as she pulls him towards what appears to be a freight elevator. Killian comes to a stop as they finally reach it.
Come on, we don't have that much time before the portal closes. What?
He doesn't make a move to join her inside it. He hesitates and watches her step into it. He remains outside it. He looks devastated as he finally tells her the truth. It's the only way to give her a life outside of this.
I'm not going up with you. I never was. We're never gonna find anything up there to save me.
But you said--
OOC: Here is the memory. The rest of it will play out in his tags if this is replied to. The written bit is cut down to save scrolling space. ]
3. the making of captain hook
[ The call of seagulls and the sight of the deck of his ship make Killian curious. There's a hundred memories that could take place here. More than a hundred. The crew bustles and moves until finally Milah comes aboard supporting an injured Killian Jones with two very functioning hands. No hook. A crew member approaches them as they head up the gangway.
Milah, what happened?
Fetch some water. And get me that prisoner from below deck, along with the goods that he carried. Now!
The crew members hustle about as another man steps up the gangway behind them. He doesn't look human entirely. His skin scaly There's no telling what he is. Who he is.
OOC: Here is the memory. The rest of it will play out in his tags if this is replied to. The written bit is cut down to save scrolling space. ]
4. the loss of a brother
[ It doesn't take him very long to recognize what memory is before him. The group of men stand by the side of the ship with a plank of wood holding a body up. The body is wrapped in white sheets and silence seems to overwhelm them. The only sounds that are heard are the ocean and the sound of the ship rocking.
The men lift the wooden board up and the body slides down into the sea. A younger Killian stands in the middle of the men. He's dressed as a Naval man. At this point he's still in the King's Navy. A man of honor and discipline, but that seems to be edging out of him. He doesn't flinch as they drop his brother into the ocean. It's a burial at sea. If his brother were breathing it's likely what he would have wanted. One man steps forward with a leather satchel of sorts and hands it to the younger Killian.
This belongs to you now--Captain.
Surprise covers his face as he hears his new title for the first time. A harsh reminder that his brother and their captain are gone. He takes the satchel running his fingers over the emblem before speaking in a low whisper.
You will never leave my side, brother.
OOC: Here is the memory. The rest of it will play out in his tags if this is replied to. The written bit is cut down to save scrolling space. ]
5. hell beasts are the worst
[ The only difference between this Killian and the one watching this unfold is the hair length. Longer and shaggier not to mention the bruised and bloodied face. Smeared blood all about his face. When he awakens from the ground one of his eyes seems to be severely swollen. It doesn't open completely. It's difficult to say how he's still alive, but that's Hades. Taking you to the brink only to start all over. He struggles to breathe as he forces himself upright. The agony is in his voice when he yells.
Is this a bloody trick?
He gets to his feet entirely before stepping out just barely before another voice echoes out. Female. Located in a "cell" directly in his eye line.
Stop. That's an exactly what it is. A trick. Don't move. He wants you to think you can escape, but--you can't. No one can.
Aye. We'll see about that.
OOC: Here is the memory. The rest of it will play out in his tags if this is replied to. The written bit is cut down to save scrolling space. ]
killian jones | ouat
[ At some point these sorts of things have stopped being surprising to Killian Jones. As man who once lived in the Enchanted Forest only to find his home in Storybrooke this sort of travel isn't much for him to wrap his head around. He's been through portals created by magical beans. This is far more technological in it's efforts, but it doesn't leave him in awe. He simply accepts it as part of his new sort of norm. Cell phones and televisions were strange for him. At this point more gadgets would only be more things on the list for him to master.
Camping though among the wildness is what he's familiar with. Somewhat. Most of his life has been spent at the sea, but he's no stranger to this. Surviving. This is quite the welcome though. It's a relief not to have to set up camp themselves. But Killian does engage with his fellow arrivals if only to find word of where his wife might possibly be. He's a dedicated man when he wants to be.
The ones who were here before their arrival are unsettling, but only because Killian doesn't know their intentions. He's been through far too much to truly just accept "good intentions", but at the same time Emma's family has taught him some trust. He's in between a rock and a hard place. They seem to have made things quite comfortable for their new arrivals and Killian has no problem settling in despite the strange announcement come morning. He's an odd fellow, but he's not the biggest blowhard he's seen in his time roaming the lands. He simply tunes him out until things settle down ]
b. of white and gold
[ He's here because Emma is here. He has no ties or loyalties to Olympia. He's never been that big on political issues like this. As a pirate he's seen what power does to leaders. It corrupts. It ruins. Absolutely. He's seen it happen to himself as well. When he was the Dark One it didn't take much to nudge him into the darkness. It didn't take much for him to take advantage of his power to take vengeance out on those who had wronged him in the past. He's no stranger to war or what it can do to people. Olympia doesn't hold his allegiance and neither does Wyver. Emma does however.
Which is why he's participating in this tour. Tours. Either way he's going about a city. Likely because Emma's had enough of him trying to explain what their future holds for them. Trying to explain what becomes of them from the point she last recalls. A bit of space won't hurt the situation. He doesn't want to pile everything onto her. He'll get acquainted with the city while she processes. It'll take longer than a tour or two, but he's prepared to wait as long as it takes. They've gone through too much for him to just abandon his wife. Especially given that he knows that's her fear. Just as it's his. ]
I wouldn't mind going to have a free drink or four.
[ He puts on a crooked smile. ]
c. forgetting is so long
1. we're all young once
[ Killian's stomach turns the moment he recognizes where he's standing. A ship stuck out at sea while a storm rages. The boat sways and moves with each wave. A young boy lays in his bed looking dreadfully afraid. The fear only amplifies the moment the lantern in the cabin blows out. The room grows dark and he sits up in a flash yelling out for his father. A man bursts in reassuring his son that he's there. The young boy looks visibly relieved simply having his father in the cabin as the elder relights the lantern.
It's all right, son. I'm here. See? There's nothing to be afraid of. Now--remember, whenever you feel scared, all you have to do is look inside. We're all braver than we think if we just look deep enough. Before you know it, you're gonna be a man, so I'm just trying to prepare you 'cause then you're gonna have to answer life's big question. What kind of man are you going to be?
The boy looks deep in thought until finally he lets out the smallest of laughs. Finally he seems to have an answer for his father.
OOC: Here is the memory. The rest of it will play out in his tags if this is replied to. The written bit is cut down to save scrolling space. ]
2. saying goodbye is the hardest part
[ The sight is familiar to Killian. Maybe to no one else, but he knows exactly what's happening here. Him and Emma racing through what seems like an underground cavern. He knows it's not. It's the Underworld. Hell. Emma has Killian by the hand as she pulls him towards what appears to be a freight elevator. Killian comes to a stop as they finally reach it.
Come on, we don't have that much time before the portal closes. What?
He doesn't make a move to join her inside it. He hesitates and watches her step into it. He remains outside it. He looks devastated as he finally tells her the truth. It's the only way to give her a life outside of this.
I'm not going up with you. I never was. We're never gonna find anything up there to save me.
But you said--
OOC: Here is the memory. The rest of it will play out in his tags if this is replied to. The written bit is cut down to save scrolling space. ]
3. the making of captain hook
[ The call of seagulls and the sight of the deck of his ship make Killian curious. There's a hundred memories that could take place here. More than a hundred. The crew bustles and moves until finally Milah comes aboard supporting an injured Killian Jones with two very functioning hands. No hook. A crew member approaches them as they head up the gangway.
Milah, what happened?
Fetch some water. And get me that prisoner from below deck, along with the goods that he carried. Now!
The crew members hustle about as another man steps up the gangway behind them. He doesn't look human entirely. His skin scaly There's no telling what he is. Who he is.
OOC: Here is the memory. The rest of it will play out in his tags if this is replied to. The written bit is cut down to save scrolling space. ]
4. the loss of a brother
[ It doesn't take him very long to recognize what memory is before him. The group of men stand by the side of the ship with a plank of wood holding a body up. The body is wrapped in white sheets and silence seems to overwhelm them. The only sounds that are heard are the ocean and the sound of the ship rocking.
The men lift the wooden board up and the body slides down into the sea. A younger Killian stands in the middle of the men. He's dressed as a Naval man. At this point he's still in the King's Navy. A man of honor and discipline, but that seems to be edging out of him. He doesn't flinch as they drop his brother into the ocean. It's a burial at sea. If his brother were breathing it's likely what he would have wanted. One man steps forward with a leather satchel of sorts and hands it to the younger Killian.
This belongs to you now--Captain.
Surprise covers his face as he hears his new title for the first time. A harsh reminder that his brother and their captain are gone. He takes the satchel running his fingers over the emblem before speaking in a low whisper.
You will never leave my side, brother.
OOC: Here is the memory. The rest of it will play out in his tags if this is replied to. The written bit is cut down to save scrolling space. ]
5. hell beasts are the worst
[ The only difference between this Killian and the one watching this unfold is the hair length. Longer and shaggier not to mention the bruised and bloodied face. Smeared blood all about his face. When he awakens from the ground one of his eyes seems to be severely swollen. It doesn't open completely. It's difficult to say how he's still alive, but that's Hades. Taking you to the brink only to start all over. He struggles to breathe as he forces himself upright. The agony is in his voice when he yells.
Is this a bloody trick?
He gets to his feet entirely before stepping out just barely before another voice echoes out. Female. Located in a "cell" directly in his eye line.
Stop. That's an exactly what it is. A trick. Don't move. He wants you to think you can escape, but--you can't. No one can.
Aye. We'll see about that.
OOC: Here is the memory. The rest of it will play out in his tags if this is replied to. The written bit is cut down to save scrolling space. ]