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uncurse) wrote in
knightsoflegend2013-01-31 09:54 pm
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CLOSED ♔ THIS AIN'T A FAIRYTALE
WHO || Emma Swan, some NPC bitches [closed]
WHAT || Where the fuck is Storybrooke.
WHERE || Not-Storybrooke, Middle of the Fucking Woods, Maine
WHEN || January 26th, 2013
HOW || However the fuck Arden wants
This is a story all about how the savior's life got flipped, turned upside down. And let's take a moment and just sit right here and hear about how she stumbled upon NOT FUCKING STORYBROOKE.
She'd come out of the Veil in Canada - Vancouver, to be exact. And not gracefully. She'd staggered out of the portal, compass in hand, and found herself in the middle of the city - a city she didn't remember.
A city she was fairly certain wasn't the Vancouver she'd left behind, either.
The Shadowkind references were hard to avoid, and as Emma navigated her way from bus stop to bus stop, and finally a rental car shop, it became exceedingly clear that something had changed - and she couldn't help but make the assumption that it had something to do with the fact that magic had been brought back to Storybrooke. Just who else had come back from other worlds?
It only made her more eager to get back to it and her family. Mary-Margaret was going through the portal with her, she should be there - and she should be rescuing David from his sleeping curse. But, when Emma pulled the car off the road at the part of the highway where the exit for Storybrooke was supposed to be, she found that there was no exit. She found that there was no sign for Storybrooke.
It was possible, of course, that they'd torn them down. That the magic had spread and that something had changed. She took to hoofing it, out into the woodlands of Maine, snow jacket belted tightly around her, rubber boots on over her jeans, and beanie pulled low to cover her ears. Each heavy exhale from the hike in the snowy, wooded area caused a puff of chilled air to be visible in front of her face.
Mostly, she was just hoping she'd be able to find the road.


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Emma repressed a sigh, though the look of reluctance made it onto her face. She couldn't help feeling it was no accident she'd been dragged into this, and she just wanted to find her parents.
Still.
She worked her jaw for a moment, then straightened up.
"What do you have in mind?"
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"You better have a way of sneaking that thing out." She sighed and made her way toward the door. "I can get them away from here, but not more than a mile or two before they catch on."
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He scratched the back of his neck, apparently eager to move on from the subject he'd brought up. "Two miles to the southwest."
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Realizing that admission was perhaps more than she intended to give, she waved a dismissive hand.
"I'll meet you."
Without another word, or leaving room for discussion, she turned and slipped out the door, jaw tight and shoulders squared.
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"Hey! You find anything in there? We noticed tracks covered up around the yard here. Something's mighty fishy."
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"What a good idea. Why don't you go with Jake?" he suggested, so that Arden didn't have to keep calling him Tom Selleck mustache guy.
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"I'm a big girl, I can handle myself in the deep dark forest. How about you head North, I take the South, and your buddy Jake here heads straight East. We can all swing around and hopefully converge on this thing together." (diplomacy 21)
After all, she didn't need to lead them in the opposite direction entirely. Fighting them about it would be just as much a distraction to give Max the time he needed as anything else.
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and clearly thick headed. He still looked mighty suspicious of her quick agreement but didn't have any way to argue with it, so he took a few steps backwards and then nodded."Fine. Let's take care of this damn thing once and for all."
And with that, they broke off in their separate directions.
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Wow guys. Wow.
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"They're gone. They won't be able to follow you further than this. Now, make sure your saurial friend doesn't terrorize any more towns wherever you send him."
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