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Born: 17 March 1981
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alias: Katie
age in ##: 35
story: Peter Pan/Neverland
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Killian Jones

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Jun 11 2018, 02:05 PM
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Killian knew that this needed to happen sooner or later. He had just been hoping it wouldn't happen at all but as much as he cared about Anna, Killian knew that the spark had died just as quickly as it had been lit. The sound of fingers drumming and a metal hook tapping against a table-top in Granny's Diner probably annoyed the other customers but Killian knew they would all give him the benefit of the doubt as he waited for Anna to arrive. He didn't have to wait very long before her braids came into view – cheerfulness in the way she walked & in her expression once bringing him silent delight – and she was sitting down across from him. “Hello, love.”<p><p>As much as Killian wanted to reach for her hand with his good one, he knew that their relationship wouldn't end if he touched her in any way. It would mean that he wasn't giving up on fighting for their relationship. But he had to. He had to let her go.<p><p>“How have you been lately?” They had been spending less time together and more time solo. Just like she had asked, and Killian had respected her wish of.<br><br>tag: Anna<br><br>words: <br><br>notes: I hope this is okay! The feels killed me writing this.<br><br>outfit: His usual attire.

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Apr 12 2018, 10:50 AM
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<h2>Cursed Personality:</h2>
Protective, gentleman, quiet, handsome. Those were just a few things to describe Officer Conner Rogers, along with being a friend to many that need his help, both as a police officer and as a man. Always willing to come to someone's rescue.
<h2>Cursed Life:</h2>
Due to his weak heart, Conner Rogers often had to limit his activity out in the field. He felt that he'd lived a good life even if most of it was spent searching. Searching to find out what's wrong with his heart and whether or not he was worthy of love & romance. Working as a police officer in Hyperion Heights – most of his time spent behind a desk – was something he loved doing, and he was often paired up with Detective Weaver.
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Feb 20 2018, 08:43 AM
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Ah the bliss of freshly brewed coffee in the morning, it was his favorite smell. As Killian made his way into the diner he was constantly frequenting, his eyes drift around the familiar setting; stopping short at seeing a woman sitting alone. Her reason for standing out? Killian swore she could be Anna's twin if his former girlfriend had a twin. Approaching her, the pirate slid into the booth seat across from her own and gave her a hard stare; softening it a little as he pulls out a photo of Anna and slid it toward the woman. “You look nothing like her, but why is it that you still have her face?” His tone of voice was not demanding, but still wavered on the edge of slipping there; waiting for an answer from her. There were a ton of questions he had for her, but that was his main one; wondering why she shared his former girlfriend's face.<p><p>A waitress came over and took Killian's usual order of one cup of coffee before he ate breakfast; placing the cup in front of him and pouring the black coffee into the cup. “Thanks, love.” She smiles and saunters off but Killian doesn't spare her a second glance, his vibrant blue eyes still focused on the woman across from him. “You might as well start talking.”<br><br>tag: Aileen Kennedy<br><br>words: 224<br><br>notes: He's super confused!<br><br>outfit: His usual attire

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Feb 16 2018, 10:13 AM
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Killian obviously didn't get out very much. No one could say otherwise but as soon as he had a minor body collision with an unfamiliar man, the pirate with one hand and who didn't carry a sword with him on a daily basis was immediately apologetic. The old Killian wouldn't have apologized but carried right on as if nothing fazed him, but this Killian…this one was trying to be a gentleman, and find the right way to apologize to people if he were ever to collide into them on the streets of Storybrooke. “Truly sorry for that, mate; wasn't watching where I was going,” the reformed pirate told the other man with an apologetic smile.<p><p>Honestly, Killian didn't know where he would be without the support of several women he had come into contact with since he first set foot into Storybrooke. However it felt awkward standing here having just apologized to the man in front of him, knowing he wasn't getting much of a response from him so Killian decided to try a different tactic: introducing himself. “The name's Killian, who might you be?”

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Feb 3 2018, 07:51 AM
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He stuck out like a sore thumb, his leather the signature attire which Killian was never without. Blowing out a soft breath, the reformed pirate with a hook for one hand left little chance for him to find romance. A soft tapping against his shoulder makes Killian whirl around, a smile lighting up his face when he saw his “date” – they were merely friends for the moment – Allison Argent. “Were you able to find a free spot to escape the crowd before the end of the night?” he asks, extending his good hand out to her and avoiding curling his fingers around hers. That was a gesture for the romantics, and Killian wanted her to have a good time while still determined to be a gentleman around Allison. “What would you like to do first, Allison?”<p><p>There were many booths around, and the choice would be hard, but he was going to leave it up to her.

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