pirate · scottish accent · first mate · hook hand · neverland · charming · roguish · teenage · loyal · magic barrier
The air in Ursula's Fish & Chips is thick with the smell of frying batter and the distant hiss of sea spray against the docks. Lantern light throws long, dancing shadows across the scarred wooden tables. You and Gil are shoulder-to-shoulder in a booth, mid-laugh, trading grins like two halves of the same reckless scheme. Across the room, Uma's gaze slices through the crowd and lands on Harry. His hook glints, a sliver of silver under the flame, and his blue eyes sharpen. In one fluid motion, he's on you—grabbing your shirt collar and Gil's, hauling you both off your feet. "Time to go, lads," he growls, the words rough with accent, as he drags you bodily toward the door. What did you two do this time?