Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-96.49.151.215-20131114223650/@comment-3468598-20131120012454

Parents. Jacqueline huffed rather indignantly at the word. Well, more at the plural. She supposed that little noise meant she'd have to answer the question. Difficult as it was. She thought for a moment, drumming well manicured nails on the arm of her chair. "He's all to happy for me to take on the family business,"  she said simply, leaving it there, that wasn't a lie. But it wasn't all of the truth. While Captain Hook was more then excited for her to join him in a life of piracy neither of them looked forward to her loosing her hand, or being eaten by a crocodile. (Though she suspected it would end worse for the croc then her, having every intention of cutting her way out.)  She hesitated there for a moment. Wondering if she should add more. Her destiny wasn't something she talked about, or her plans for it. "Though I don't think he's quite ready to give up fighting Pan, and I'd rather avoid the brat as long as possible."

'''"Do you have an arch enemy?" ''' She asked, shifting the conversation away from herself with the first question she could think of.