A nice day's stroll [Active, Open]

[pinkmeansevil.livejournal.com]

Characters: Dahlia Hawthorne, Captain Hook and Setzer
Content: Dahlia waits for Captain Hook and Setzer so that they can go for a little walk.
Setting: Outside the City Hall
Time: On a jolly afternoon
Warnings: Dahlia and Captain Hook.

 

Dahlia stood outside the city hall, waiting for the two men to come and greet her. They’d better not be two more freaks, she thought. It was disturbing enough having to encounter a frog and a person with a tail and now, from what it looked like, there was a meerkat who was running for mayor. A meerkat. And there was a talking candlestick. Dahlia could not help but wonder if the city was trying to torment her.

And so she stood patiently waiting for Captain Hook and Setzer to come. Needless to say, she was not interested in the joy of their company – only to find out more about Paixao and this ‘Organization’. And to have somebody that she could rely on to help her, should she have to do end up doing something extreme.



 

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[withwingstofly.livejournal.com]

Fortunately for her, at least one of the two was perfectly normal. A little quirky, yes, but that was only to be expected for a gambler. Apart from that, however, he was perfectly normal and - conveniently enough - quite easy to pick out in a crowd. Silver hair tended to do that.

Finding who he was supposed to meeting, on the other hand, would be a little bit more troublesome, but he figured the woman who looked like she was waiting was a good place to start.

[handnorhook.livejournal.com]

Hook had been hesitant to leave city hall. It had been at least a week, perhaps two, since he had last ventured out… since he had run into that treacherous crocodile. And even though he knew it had been outside the city walls the monster had chosen to reside, he could not help but fear the chance of it ever wandering inside. If it did it would find him. It always did. Always. He did not understand how but regardless where he went the crocodile was not far in pursuit. It made him question whether or not the horrid beast would ever leave him alone. Would he follow him even in death? The pirate shuttered at the thought and quickly made haste out of the building. If he did not leave now to meet this young lady and ‘Mister Setzer’ she had mentioned he never would.

So not to cause suspicion, the captain emerged some distance away from city hall. He approached the building slowly, feeling the slightest amused that it had been in fact his ‘secret’ residence they had agreed to meet before. A dark chuckle escaped him as he approached Dahlia. He removing his hat and bowed before her respectfully. “A most pleasant afternoon, me lady.” He began before pausing to turn and face the man advancing toward them in both curiosity and suspicion. “And this must be this ‘Mister Setzer’ you mentioned, yes?” The pirate asked, gesturing at Setzer.

Bawww...late. :(

[pinkmeansevil.livejournal.com]

Dahlia saw a white-haired man coming towards her and looking at her. She was not exactly sure who it was but it was probably one of the two men. At least he looked somewhat normal, apart from the weird clothes (but then nobody seemed to dress normally here).

"Oh, Mr Setzer, is it?" she asked, seeming awkward. "Or are you the other man? I'm sorry, I-"

Then Captain Hook's voice caught her attention. Dahlia turned around to see an older man approaching her. Again, clothes aside, he seemed more normal....or was he? He may have greeted her politely but there was something about his manner that was a little, well.....off. Well, as long as she did not show her suspicion, Dahlia was confident that she could handle him.

"Oh, yes, this is Mr. Setzer," she answered, smiling. "You must be...oh, sorry. I didn't catch your name on the journals."

[withwingstofly.livejournal.com]

Ah, so it wouldn't just be the two of them. Well, Setzer certainly wasn't going to complain. He hadn't intended to anything that required there to be only two people. It would have been ungentlemanly and for all that he was a gambler he certainly wasn't unscrupulous (or at least, not that unscrupulous).

"I am," Setzer answered with a polite nod, at about the same time as Dahlia. For now, he'd leave of the part about being a gambler. He could bring it up later, should the conversation happen to take a turn that way.

[handnorhook.livejournal.com]

“Captain James Hook.” He announced proudly as he placed his hat back onto his head. “A pleasure to spend an afternoon as pleasant as this in such fine company. I am afraid to say I had my doubts about coming out but you have put them to rest. My last experience was… Less than enjoyable.” The pirate frowned at the thought before turning his attention back to the two. “I gather you two are fairly familiar with the city, yes?”

[pinkmeansevil.livejournal.com]

Dahlia then realised that she had not told Setzer that another would be coming. Oh, well. He did not seem to object. No need to 'apologise' to him.

Captain Hook? Dahlia did not know what he was captain of. And the feeling that the man gave off made her unsure if he would actually tell her. "Not really," she answered him, looking awkward. "I only came here a couple of weeks ago and it's so easy to get lost here."

[withwingstofly.livejournal.com]

'Captain' was it? An odd thing to find in such a place, given the lack of both seas and skies, but Setzer supposed that if could still call himself a airship pilot then this man could call himself 'Captain'. Probably a ship's captain, if that lovely hook was any indication, although Setzer would hardly be commenting on that.

"Oh, I've been here long enough," he answered with a slight shrug.

Long enough to have gotten thoroughly bored of the whole affair, but those details were, again, going to stay with him.

[handnorhook.livejournal.com]

Hook raised a brow at Dahlia’s response. “Well, perhaps Mister Setzer would do us the pleasure of giving us a tour of sorts around the city?” he asked before turning his attention to the gambler. “Although any helpful information or precautions you know of would work just as well. I have heard greatly of these creatures called ‘Heartless’ but nothing about them nor this abomination.” The pirate gestured to the wall of thorns surrounding city hall in dislike. He never could understand Maleficent’s decorating, even if the thorns themselves were intended to keep people out.

He was fairly familiar with the city himself but was rather curious what its visitors had discovered themselves. Perhaps they knew something he didn’t, most importantly about this so called ‘Organization Thirteen’. They were a most intriguing group.

[pinkmeansevil.livejournal.com]

So the man did know much about the city - or did not appear to, anyway. Dahlia felt that he probably knew more than he let on. Sadly, she could not push him without risk of being her cover being blown.

"That might be a good idea sir," she said, smiling before turning to the gambler. "Mr. Setzer, I hope it won't be too much trouble for you."

[withwingstofly.livejournal.com]

Any helpful information? Most of what Setzer knew was the same things anyone could find bandied across the journals. Perhaps someday he'd take a trip beyond the boundaries the city itself, but for now he was mostly content to keep an eye on what little he'd had so far.

(Some day, perhaps, he'd remark on how sedentary he'd gotten, but perhaps that was a result of not having a real sky at hand.)

"Not in the least," he answered with a smile. "Is there anything you particularly wanted to see?"

[handnorhook.livejournal.com]

The captain looked disapprovingly at Setzer. He could only assume his silence meant the gambler knew nothing of the Organization. That or he had no intention of sharing. How unfortunate. He had hoped at least one of the two could enlighten him. Ah, well. At least this allowed him a little fresh air in the mean time. Regardless of the company, it was still pleasant to be outside again. And if that horrid crocodile showed any signs of appearing he could use the other two to distract it while he fled.

“The weaponry had come to mind.” The pirate replied, sliding his hand over his hook thoughtfully. “However, that is by no means a place to bring a lady. I would not object to anywhere that applies to the ladies interest.”