Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-69.31.217.91-20141120035513/@comment-14800267-20150304233713

OOC: Awesome. I'm still practicing MMA and another form of Martial arts, but I'll keep it simple. Jane's a brawler anyway.

IC: The faintest sound of ticking proceeded Sobek into the room.

No

Her pistol of drawn before he even appeared. (where had she even kept it?) and pointed at the door with a slightly shaking hand

No no no...

She feared no gallows nor the cold blanket of the sea. No shipwreck or clammy hand of a mermaid dragging her down. The only thing she truly feared was stepping through the doorway right now and was in her gun sights.

They were destined to kill each other. From their Destiny in Peter Pan and Wendy to their Destiny in Peter Pan in Scarlet, he would devour her, she would gut him from the inside years later, stripped to the bone by stomatch acid and ever unravelling and unravelling.

Nothing died for long in Neverland. But they did suffer, and that was the Destiny handed to them by Headmater Grim the moment he held her arm out, while she kicked and screamed and scratched- to the trembling, crying Peta, forcing her to swing the blade that would birth Jane's hatred in blood and pain, that would give the crocodile the taste of flesh needed to create the overpowering obsession. They had all been children, but as the Headmaster said, Destiny HAD to be followed.

But... She could end it before it began. Perhaps opportunity had just arisen to give her the chance to change her Destiny

Nothing died for long in Neverland, but how about Ever After High?

She took an involuntary step back as he crawled into the ring, throwing the pistol that betrayed her shaking hand to Esmee. It never did any good against his leathery hide anyway.

"I was beginning to think you were avoiding me"

"Oh blowfish!"

Esmee whispered into the clenched fists pressed to her lips. Jane was clearly terrified. Clearly to her, at least, who knew her Captain perhaps better even than the Captain herself. Terrified Jane was not a rational Jane (if there was such a thing) and irrational Jane made really horrible decisions.

She had passed Lemuel a few times in the corridor when she was running about on errands, and he seemed a nice chappie at the time. Jane avoided him like poision, but Jane also had nightmares about being eaten alive... (she had sworn on pain of death not to tell anyone about them though)

This was going to be ugly at the best. Fatal at the worst.

Alexandra's voice cut throught he fog of worry, and it took a good few seconds to register.

"OH! Oh yes..."

She moved the pile of clothing to the floor beside her

"Please feel free!"