Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-4598697-20140920152202/@comment-14800267-20141007025821

A pirate a scoundrel, but always an Eton boy, Hooks manners were impeccable when he wished.

"The pleasure is all mine." He bowed to Leandre, before taking a seat nearby. Smee came scurrying over with a plate of treats. He was wise enough to put extra on for the Captain, who would undoubtedly indulge, despite his sneering attitude over sweets.

He took off his cap and held out his hand to the polite parent

"Um- nice to meet you ma'am, I'm..."

He was cut off mid sentance by the headmaster's introduction, and the sudden appearance of a report card and a dress in his lap.

"Oh... I... well... I'm Smee, anyways. Looks like we get a first hand look at what our little darlings..."

He slapped his hand over his mouth as Hook's gaze turned icy.

"Our little what?"

"Our little treasures, Captain! Treasures! Not that other word, no, no siree..."

Hook said nothing, turning back to the report card and starting to read in lieu of response. Smee hefted a sigh, wiping his forehead and turned to the Ari's parents and whispered behind his hand

"Sorry about that... the Darlings are the family that comes to Neverland and ruins ev'ything for Cap'n- and now his daughter. We doesn't like that word because of it. Mind, there are lots of things he don't like!"

He picked up the dress on his lap. It was an absolute confection of red velvet and black lace, trimmed in real gold thread, embroidered with pearls and bright sea blue sapphires. It was clearly cut for a much taller, slimmer girl than Esmee.

"Well, now, look at this! Isn't my little sage dumpling a magician with thread? Ah, she's ship shaping up to be the perfect right hand man- um... I mean right hook girl for Jane, eh? Speaking of, how did little Janey go, Cap'n?"

Hook was holding up something that MIGHT have been a garment... at least it had been in concept. It currently looked a like a lop sided knapsack with dead snakes attached to it in unusual places that had been run over by some kind of heavy miltary vehical and slashed with a cutlass.

"Well... Um, you can't expect wee Janey to sew with only one hand, can you? It's a bit unfair, isn't it? Besides, she's got more important things to think about, like running a ship..."

Hook poked his hook hand through one of the holes. It fit perfectly.

"Seems Janey takes her frustration out the same way ol' papa does, huh? A bit of hack and slash? Nothing wrong with that!" He turned to Ari's parents "how did your nipper go?"