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Harry Hook is chaotic neutral (ง'̀-'́)ง (callemfishbait) wrote in somerealityrpg,
@ 2019-10-23 17:53:00

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inactive: harry hook, inactive: mal bertha

WHO Hook and Mal
WHAT. snow, shennigans, and acting like two kids from the Isle
WHEN. this afternoon
WHERE. in the snow
WARNINGS. Swearing, antics, etc.
STATUS. on going

The trick with hunting prey was not to let them see you first.

That was also the trick of sneaking past drunk fathers who had nasty sharp hooks. Harry had gotten extremely good at sneaking in his life, something he was using to his advantage at the moment. Life in Goodland was ripping his mind apart lately. He had attachments, people he would fight for, and he knew that was a weakness. One several people on the Isle would exploit. Harry Hook had enemies. Be it adults that had tasted his hook when he protected children or be it rival gang members.

Harry had done his best to only be attached to Uma, Gil, and the crew back on the Isle.

You remove each person your enemy cares about. You make them lose every single person they turned to for comfort and strength.

He patted the snow together into a sphere shape between his gloves as he hid around the side of a cabin. His father's lessons seemed to overlay his thoughts a lot lately and it was probably because there was a version of the bastard in Goodland now. Except, well, sodding Killian didn't actually seem that bad. Harry winced as the snowball in his exploded between his fingers thanks to the pressure he had been applying.

You make sure your enemy has nowhere to land.

By Evil, if his actual father actually showed up? Harry would drive the man through with a sword before the Captain could harm Freddy, Aracely, or even Mal of all people. His father would try to steal Cleo and use her. Even Barry... Harry shook his gloves out as he scowled. When had he gotten so bloody attached to people? What was wrong with him? There were more names to the list of people he'd want to protect and that was wrong according to the Isle.

The sound of crunching caught his attention and he peered around the edge of the cabin. Perfect. Harry didn't make a sound as he pounced so he basically tackled Mal into a drift of snow. His arms went around her so she didn't have time to escape from the outcome of this fall. He got a face full of snow for his trouble as he also slammed into the snowdrift. Hope's suggestions for clothes had been well worth it, even if they weren't his normal style. Warmth was far more important then looking like a menacing pirate at the moment.

Take away your enemy's ability to laugh.

Harry rolled off of Mal and sank back into the snow as he burst out laughing. He pushed snow off of his face as he continued to laugh.

"Is there snow in Auradon or do ye have to go to Arendelle? Diz would love this... Actually, I can think of a pair of twins that would probably shiver in their wee boots before finally enjoying themselves in this here snow. But, ta be honest, I think Uma wouldn't know wut to do with this weather." His rambling words were a clear sign he was trying to keep his thoughts at bay.

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2019-11-04 03:53 am UTC (link)

The color in her face grew from a flush to a full-on blush, something undeniable - though she would certainly try. It took her a moment to regain her composure, to snark back at his comments, "If I wanted you in this position, I'd have to be out of my mind." For some reason, the sharpness that was usually found in any retort toward Harry wasn't there this time. It was dull and soft, more akin to a butter knife. There was a panic rising up inside her at the realization that she didn't actually mind this. What the hell was going on?

In her flustered state, Mal had almost forgotten about the deal they'd struck - until he lifted a hand to her cheek and leaned in. Watching his hand out of the corner of her eye, they widened when his lips touched hers. It hadn't been at all what she was expecting - not that she had thought about it enough to be expecting anything, of course; but she had pictured a quick peck or something silly, sloppy, and gross. One to get it over with or one to annoy her. The tenderness in it was another shock to her system.

Once again, it took her a moment to get out of her own head and the result of that surprised even her as she found herself kissing him back. Just a reflex, like something hitting your knee in just the right spot and making your leg kick. Uncontrollable, unstoppable. It really wasn't her own doing.

When he pulled away, she simply stared back down at him again, blinking a couple of times before swallowing hard and allowing her eyes to dart elsewhere. "Yeah, well. Deal's a deal." Pursing her lips together, she was grateful that he kept talking and suggested going inside to warm up. It gave her something else to focus on besides how...not terrible the kiss turned out to be - and most importantly, how different it felt with Harry than with Ben. That was something that was going away in the vault of her mind, never to be brought out again.

Nodding and unable not to smile back at him just a little bit, despite wanting to scowl instead, Mal forced herself up and off of him with a groan, brushing the snow off herself and once more reaching out her hand to help him up. "Hot chocolate with a ton of marshmallows sounds really good right about now."

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