PETER PAN IN NEVERLAND! (ROMANCE RP CLOSED!)

[Dracowolf]

Claric grinned again, "Well he does have to be fairly special for even his shadow to want to escape, I certainly wouldn't want to put stock in him. Shall we grab some others and see what we can find? The captain will never notice. As long as smee is around he doesn't check for anyone else. When does anything but him shouting and shooting someone happen on this ship anyways when that boy isn't causing trouble? He rarely causes trouble as it is, only when he feels like it."

[The True Werewolf]

Peter sat and waited

[Ƨαρнιяα Ɯσℓғ]

Wendy started stitching his shadow to his foot carefully.

[The True Werewolf]

Peter began playing his flute once more, eager to find Tink and be on his way

[horrorterror]

Zoey nodded in agreement, and thought bitterly,'I would have thought the snob would be too afraid to scuff up his suit. He doesn't belong out here. This is why Hook should be stricter with the recruitment process.' She didn't let any hint of her thoughts show in her expression and said,"Good idea. Any ideas on who we should invite to join us?" She was happy about the chance to get off the eternally rocking ship and the salty air.

[Ƨαρнιяα Ɯσℓғ]

Wendy continued to thread the needle through his skin "May I borrow your knife?"

[The True Werewolf]

Peter opened up his pouch and took out a dagger

Tinkerbell was watching everything through the key hole in the drawer

[Dracowolf]

Dereth walked over he had heard the end of the conversation, "Some time off the ship would be nice. Sides only way there is by row boat and I doubt Claric would be able to row it."

Claric rolled his eyes, "That's SIR Claric to you good sir and I may not look it but I do have some strength I just prefer to think things out rather than punch them til they work. But at least we have a volunteer."

[Ƨαρнιяα Ɯσℓғ]

Wendy took the dagger and cut the thread with it before handing it back to him "There finished." she said standing up.

[The True Werewolf]

Peter placed the dagger back in his pouch and flew up throwing the shadow which clung onto the bed to the wall until he had control of it, and when he was sure it was his again he leaped in the air and said "Oh the cleverness of me!"