CLOSED ♔ THIS AIN'T A FAIRYTALE

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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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While Tom Selleck looked immediately eager at her tale, looking off in the direction she was pointing, Butch eyed her warily, glancing back at the cabin.

"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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Gaze flickering from Butch to Jake and back again, Emma carefully nodded. One she could handle. She just needed to make sure Butch got on his way in the opposite direction. Problem was, she wasn't sure he'd do that.

"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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"I'll take the South," Butch immediately retorted, grinning at her with a nice gold tooth exposed. "I know my way down by the creek there. Like to take my boy fishing." He watched her, as if expecting a rebuttal.

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"Good idea." Emma offered him a smile, stepping out of his way (bluff 20). "If you run into trouble, just shoot up. We'll come running. Same goes for the opposite, I hope." She cast a glance between both, considered them, sized them up discreetly to try and get an idea of how hard it'd be to knock one out, let alone both when she inevitably has to (spot 25).

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Butch looked like a pushover, despite the name, while Jake actually looked pretty well muscled under there 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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Emma leaned up against a tree as she reached a good one to hide behind, waiting for them to break the tree line into the forest (nat 20 hide check). The big one looked boorish enough. She waited a minute or two, then fired off two shots into the air. With any luck, he'd come running. She yelled, then slipped back out of the woods, running across the clearing to try and catch up with Butch to the South.

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Emma really underestimated how bad Jake's listen checks would be. But it was easy enough to find Butch, because he wasn't exactly a master of subtle stealth (4... move silently check). He was watching the ground as he walked, as if deep in concentration, having... also crit failed his listen check.

Wow guys. Wow.

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Courtesy of his fail all around, Emma was able to sneak up on Butch without a problem. She crept out from behind a tree to hit him with the butt of her pistol (ark 19, dmg 8). If nothing else, the skirmish would give Max more time. She just hoped she could shut him up and not have to worry about taking on Jake as well.

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Given that Butch wasn't exactly hero material, the whap is enough to send him collapsing to the ground, unconscious for the time being.

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Emma moves past him and starts heading southwest, to catch up to Max and his saurial friend and let them know they're clear. Assuming he's not off ransacking a village somewhere. Her gut twists with paranoia, caught up in the possibility that she's misjudged him.

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A search check of 13+ will be enough to locate the semi-truck, which Max is slamming the back doors of closed, as a driver keeps the motor running.

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With a search of 19, Emma finds the semi-truck and comes up on the back of it just as Max closes it.

"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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"I think he'll do just fine where we're taking him." He turns towards her, glancing over her shoulder to make sure she wasn't followed, before seeming to size her up. "... Thanks. You did a good thing here. The guy's just confused, and it's hard to blame him. He doesn't belong in this world."

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"I'm getting the idea not many do." She glanced behind her after Max already had, but she wasn't searching for the others. She was searching for a town that didn't appear to exist in this world. Her stare lingered and then finally she looked at Max. She gave a thin smile and nodded. "Glad I could help."

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"I guess it's only polite to ask... if there's anything we can do for you?"

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Emma hesitates. She considers whether or not it's wise to ask - whether or not she can even trust him enough to mention Storybrooke, because it's not the best place for strangers to be. But she needs to see her family.

There's a question that needs to be asked first, though, as she realizes something about the way he'd worded it.

"Who's 'we'?"

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There's a moment of hesitation on his part too, as if he's deciding whether to even be honest about it. But something in his eyes seems to relent on the suspicion for a moment, and he shrugs. "We call ourselves Knights of the Silver Dragon. It's our job to find people in trouble who aren't from around here, and make sure they get a chance in this world same as anybody else. Along with other things."

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"Knights, huh?" Her eyebrows raised. "Funny, I got the impression most everybody hated Shadowkind." Her hands ball in her jacket pockets and she mulls it over for a moment before adding. "So, what's the protocol? I mean, if I want to find someone, do you have an emergency line, or do I look you up in the phonebook under private investigators?"

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"You'd talk to Wynn, actually," he explained. "Our boss." Something seems to strike him and he looks her over, jaw cocked. "Actually, he might wanna talk to you anyway."

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That earned a doubtful look from Emma, the kind that tried to scrutinize Max's motives.

"Oh yeah? And why is that?"

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"Well, because you went out of your way for someone you haven't even met yet. He sort of keeps on the lookout for people like you."

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"Decent human beings."

Yeah, Emma isn't real big on the applause for doing the decent thing - which was all this was. It didn't put her in any inconvenience to help out, and it was the right thing to do. What decent people do. Not exactly exceptional.

Still. If finding people is what they do, maybe they could help her figure out what happened to Mary-Margaret when they got through the portal.

"How do I get in touch with him?"

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"He's not big on phone call first meets." He looked over his shoulder towards the driver, and then back at Emma. "I don't suppose you'd be up for a trip?"

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That gives Emma pause. Once upon a time, she'd have jumped in the back without a second thought. Picking up and leaving was easy for her. But, now, she looks over her shoulder, searching for a small town that just isn't there. She presses her lips tightly together, lingering for a moment, then turns back to Max and nods.

"Sure."

Her roots are gone. She reaches down to unpin the sheriff's badge from her belt, unzipping her jacket pocket and stuffing it in. There's no Storybrooke town sheriff if there's no town, but she can't bring herself to leave Graham's badge behind in the snow.

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"It's gonna get a little crowded in here," he cautioned the driver as he pulled open the passenger seat and gestured for Emma to climb in and sit in the middle. "But if anyone feels the urge to complain about it, there's always room back with the dinosaur."