Killian knew that his daughter held a darker side than her mother ever did and it had concerned him only briefly. The smirk lingered on his face as she moved back towards him. “I imagine that he’d not have made it home t’night should you have brought yer cutlass ‘round,” Killian chuckled lightly as his hand brushed through her hair. At least he dind’t have to worry about his daughter ever being without protection.
If the situation required it, Isabellé knew how she had to defend herself. Being the child of a pirate had its advantages. “Certainly, but he can be lucky that I’m a lady after all,” she chuckled in return after her father’s hand slid through her hair. Then her features softened and a warm smile pulled up the corners of her mouth as her gaze dropped down to the blue gem that was resting around her neck. “Shall we return to mother and the crew?”
Character Picspam →Gretel [Hansel and Gretel: Witch Hunters]
" I hate to break this to you, but this isn’t gonna be an open casket. ”
My star is
f a d i n g .
“Me and my sister… we have a past. We almost died at the hands of a witch. But that past made us stronger. We’d gotten a taste of blood. Witch blood. And we haven’t stopped since.”
“Never mess with a pirates daughter.”
She took a lot after her father than anyone had expected.Usually she was a gentle nature just like her mother, but a complete different side could surface , if you wrongfoot her. “I should ‘ave taken my blade with me,” she said, slightly sighing and yet grinned as she stepped back to her father’s side, wiping the blood off from her bleeding lip, “Perhaps ‘e wouldn’t have even tried to mock me, then.”