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paixaorpg2010-08-14 06:48 pm
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Shrouding Dark Cloud [Active]
Character(s): Maleficent, Scar, and Hook.
Content: Hook introduces someone who may prove of use to Maleficent.
Setting: City Hall [I6]
Time: Nightfall
Hook had never been much of a team player. Even among the other villains Hook failed to seek the same priorities, caring little for this keyblade wielder, and only his own agenda that had yet to be revealed. He chose only to cooperate when it deemed necessary. However, times had changed. Their cohorts were vanishing and rather quickly at that. And though the pirate was rather grateful to find himself free of their ridicule and ungrateful company, he knew Maleficent would be counting on him now more than ever to fulfill the tasks she appointed him in their absents. Who knew, perhaps she had rid of the others herself on the account of their performance disappointing her? The captain would not put such a thing past her. Maleficent struck fear in even him (though he had no intention of admitting so) and remained a force he had no intention of crossing swords with.
He knew both his loyalty and worth would be put to test in the days to come but he was certain he could prove he was more than qualified to be in Maleficent’s presence. And he would start doing so with a gift: a lion he had encountered on the streets of Paixao. He had failed to catch the creature’s name, but it remained of little importance to him. With or without a name, he would remain nothing more than a foul beast to Hook. Well, a foul beast which could be of use. The lion appeared surprisingly clever and had somehow managed to obtain the ability to control Heartless. It was most intriguing, just as he suspected Maleficent would find it. And with their decline in numbers a new addition would do them well, especially when it was not another hag. Hook refused to allow himself to be outnumbered again. The likes of Ursula and Maleficent alone had taken a serious toll on him and remained something he wished never to endure again if possible. The consolidation of two female minds was dangerous business.
Contacting Scar, the lion, proved simple with the journals. It was even easier without thirty glistening sharp teeth smiling at him tauntingly, though he would be forced to face them regardless when the creature joined him under the cover of nightfall outside City Hall. His words were brief with the beast upon arrival, likely due to his discomfort. He asked that Scar remained outside until further instruction before summoning a dark portal which lead inside the barricaded building. He wished to have a word with the woman before introducing the beast.
A Corridor of Darkness opened before Maleficent’s desk, out of which emerged Hook donning a crooked smile. “Good evening, me lady.” He greeted, pausing to remove his hat and bow before the mistress. “I wish not to disturb you but I believe I have found something that may be relevant to your interest. You might consider it a little… ‘Present’ of sorts. After the unexpected loss of the others, I believe he may be of some use to us given your approval.”
Content: Hook introduces someone who may prove of use to Maleficent.
Setting: City Hall [I6]
Time: Nightfall
Hook had never been much of a team player. Even among the other villains Hook failed to seek the same priorities, caring little for this keyblade wielder, and only his own agenda that had yet to be revealed. He chose only to cooperate when it deemed necessary. However, times had changed. Their cohorts were vanishing and rather quickly at that. And though the pirate was rather grateful to find himself free of their ridicule and ungrateful company, he knew Maleficent would be counting on him now more than ever to fulfill the tasks she appointed him in their absents. Who knew, perhaps she had rid of the others herself on the account of their performance disappointing her? The captain would not put such a thing past her. Maleficent struck fear in even him (though he had no intention of admitting so) and remained a force he had no intention of crossing swords with.
He knew both his loyalty and worth would be put to test in the days to come but he was certain he could prove he was more than qualified to be in Maleficent’s presence. And he would start doing so with a gift: a lion he had encountered on the streets of Paixao. He had failed to catch the creature’s name, but it remained of little importance to him. With or without a name, he would remain nothing more than a foul beast to Hook. Well, a foul beast which could be of use. The lion appeared surprisingly clever and had somehow managed to obtain the ability to control Heartless. It was most intriguing, just as he suspected Maleficent would find it. And with their decline in numbers a new addition would do them well, especially when it was not another hag. Hook refused to allow himself to be outnumbered again. The likes of Ursula and Maleficent alone had taken a serious toll on him and remained something he wished never to endure again if possible. The consolidation of two female minds was dangerous business.
Contacting Scar, the lion, proved simple with the journals. It was even easier without thirty glistening sharp teeth smiling at him tauntingly, though he would be forced to face them regardless when the creature joined him under the cover of nightfall outside City Hall. His words were brief with the beast upon arrival, likely due to his discomfort. He asked that Scar remained outside until further instruction before summoning a dark portal which lead inside the barricaded building. He wished to have a word with the woman before introducing the beast.
A Corridor of Darkness opened before Maleficent’s desk, out of which emerged Hook donning a crooked smile. “Good evening, me lady.” He greeted, pausing to remove his hat and bow before the mistress. “I wish not to disturb you but I believe I have found something that may be relevant to your interest. You might consider it a little… ‘Present’ of sorts. After the unexpected loss of the others, I believe he may be of some use to us given your approval.”
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"It sounds rather a simple task, to simply kill those who oppose us. Are you quite sure you need me to help you?" Playing hardball with them wouldn't accomplish anything, but Scar wasn't after haggling the bargain. Killing was nothing to him, though of course these two had no idea of that. They would learn soon enough that he was quite good at planning..."accidents" for those who stood in his way...
"But don't get me wrong, I have no issues with simple at all." He turned to the human and approached him swiftly, snapping his jaws shut in a mocking fashion into a menacing smile. His voice was brimming with the same menace as he spoke. "You wouldn't happen to know how to summon the stronger ones-" he paused, and quite suddenly sat back, picking up one of his front paws and inspecting it, "...would you?"
The show would do little to endear him to either of them, but such a thing felt hardly purposeful with either of hem. It had been easy to fool Mufasa into a sense of security, but Scar's older brother had always been very trusting, and had always hoped that Scar's outlook on life would...how had he put it..."improve." These two were much less trusting, and would hesitate very little if a reason to kill Scar arose--whether they appeared to like him or not. They weren't as clever as he, not by a long shot, but they likely both thought they were, which, for his own position in this deal, would be just as dangerous for him. It would require careful planning if he was going to accomplish his own goal while working the the two of them.
At any rate, as long as he was here, he would always have the Heartless to fall back on. As a...last resort, of sorts. Or a first resort. He supposed that depended on the situation, really.