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Post by Emma Swan on Sept 25, 2015 13:40:35 GMT -5
The way Killian bandaged the cut at her hand was exactly the same way as he’d done before when they had climbed up a giant beanstalk and had to work together in order to find a magical compass. It was also the first time that she truly spent with him. He’d changed a lot since then, but there were quite some parts who stayed the same. His way of sassy comments and timing for flirtations. “I swear that I’m fine Killian. I would tell you if I wasn’t. I’m actually more worried about you. I thought I’d lost you back there.” Her eyes locked with his and the feeling of worry reflected itself through her eyes. She reached one of her hands out to his stomach, checking if he was truly okay now. “I saw that piece of glass in your stomach and then all that blood…” her thumb caressed over his stomach but Killian managed to form another smile on her face with the mention of the both of them on the Jolly Roger with some wine. For some reason he always seemed to find a way to take her worries away and make her relax. It was then that Robin arrived at the both of them, explaining his concerns of a mob that was forming. One that definitely wasn’t happy with the way things have been going and that got fueled by fear of who that man was together with his purposes. “Killian’s right. David and Mary Margaret have always been the ones to keep the people calm. They can explain to them what was going on and we can add things to it when necessary.” Emma let Killian take a hold of her hand and walked next to him towards her parents who were being safe and holding her baby brother even closer than they already did. Snow White/Mary MargaretKillian "Hook" Jones
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Post by Snow White/Mary Margaret on Sept 26, 2015 8:27:30 GMT -5
♦ ### ♣ @everyone ♠ Turning her head at a small sudden movement she spotted out the corner of her eyes. Snow watched Emma Swan and Killian "Hook" Jones come up to them. Neal Cassidy and Lily were off with Henry attempting to keep the boy with them. Regina Mills was off helping Robin Hood with more of the injured wanting to see if there were any more of the dead that needed to be brought out. Emma , are you alright? fighting with herself not to go and check her daughter for more serious injuries. Noticing the looks on saviors and Killian's face Snow began to question if something wasn't more seriously wrong then what transpired What? Is something else happening? she questioned not able to hide the concern in her voice. Rocking Neal in her arms it was more for her then the baby itself. Neal hadn't cried or cooed just slept peacefully since being back in her arms. That where he would stay as well. .
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Post by Neal Cassidy on Sept 27, 2015 7:54:47 GMT -5
THERE ARE NO COINCIDENCES. EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENS, HAPPENS BY DESIGN Neal was just glad that Lily was safe. But, he was also glad that he had been able to keep Henry safe from the madness of all of that. Neal knew that Lily could take care of herself, especially with her mother here. Henry had needed him, a lot more then she had. He wasn't even sure what was going on, but, he was sure that it involved yet another bad-guy wanting something from the town. Neal awaited an answer as to where his father was, not that he thought he should even care. “Well, them knowing each other wouldn't surprise me. So, the person I've got to talk to is Regina, to get the information on my father. He didn't even stick around long enough to see if I was out of the way himself. At least Regina's ok though.”Neal smiled softly as Lily wrapped her arms around him, and, didn't hesitate in wrapping his arms around her too. Glancing down, he just looked at and enjoyed the feel of Lily's face in his neck “Of course we can. I'm always avaliable for distractions.” Neal gently stroked her hair with his finger. He was just glad that he hadn't lost someone else he cared about, well, the problem was he could've lost his father if this Sariel guy really got him on his side. words: | tags: @lily @everyone | notes: |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 15, 2015 10:41:34 GMT -5
Relief of hearing Neal say he would help distract her made lily release the breath she was holding. The danger of allowing her darkness to play was more tempting now. Here was a guy who going after the hero's and when it came to snow white . She had enjoyed watching the woman get tossed about. Regaining her breathing leaning back staring up at boyfriend. thank you smiling sadly unsnaking herself from Neal. Instinctively reaching out for his hand needing still more comfort. Almost falling to ones death has a way of making walls seem lessen. yeah my mom she saved Regina . She is hero lily glanced over at Maleficent with awe . The young dragon was proud of her mom. Shaking her head to clear away the cob webs yeah I don't think your dad even came down here to the ground. Maybe you should find him to discover what's going on. knowing that parents was a touchy subject for Neal not wanting to push the guy into something he didn't want.
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Post by Neal Cassidy on Oct 19, 2015 6:35:34 GMT -5
Neal would happily distract Lily all she wanted, he could use his own distractions as well. He had been far away from all of the chaos and keeping Henry safe, but, there was still some things that made him nervous. Especially when he wasn't sure what his papa had done right now, or whether he had harmed anyone else again.
Watching Lily look up at him, Neal smiled softly at her. “No problem.” Neal said, before noticing Lily unsnake herself from him. Neal kept a light grip on Lily's hand, as she held onto his. Neal squeezed it gently. The two of them were putting their walls down around each other, which is something he'd been doing a lot more of lately.
“Sounds like she is.” Neal said, with a small smile on his face. He was happy to see the relationship Lily and her mother were starting to form with each other. “That would be right, he normally did like to disappear away as soon as he could. Um, maybe... maybe I'll go later.” Neal would rather just stay away from his father when it came to this topic. He didn't want the answer to be what he was thinking it was, since he wasn't sure he could handle anymore heart-break or disappointment from him.
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Post by Emma Swan on Oct 24, 2015 16:11:50 GMT -5
“Yes, I’m okay. Other than having a cut at my hand I’m doing okay. I could have been way worse if it wasn’t for Lily.” Emma looked around once more to check where Lily was. She had to thank her for what she did. It would be the most honorable thing to do. “Well….” Emma paused. “… not exactly something else that is happening but…” her eyes wandered towards Killian before proceeding. “… me and Killian think that it would be a good idea if you and dad would talk to the people of the town and try to explain them what has been going on and calm them down a bit?” Emma gave her mother an expectant glance while tightening her grip onto Killian’s hand for only a few seconds. “I think that the people of the town would be listening to you and dad the most. I mean… back at the Enchanted Forest it were the two of you that kept them informed and led them. I’ve never been a part of that….I’m sure that they trust you two more than they trust me.” Emma might be the savior, but the people of this town were stuck on tradition. Tradition that made them listen to a former king and queen way more easy than to a princess. Snow White/Mary MargaretKillian "Hook" Jones
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Post by Regina Mills on Oct 26, 2015 0:41:01 GMT -5
Bring Henry over so e could see his other mother. Listening as Emma spoke to Snow . The princess was more logical of choicest. The woman sprout off about hope and fighting for honor as if she got a secret commission .
I agree with Emma on this seeing the shocked faces on everyone oh shut up everyone . Snow can reach the people calm them down. I or Emma would only excite them.
Nodding her head kissing Henry's forehead before she went off to help pull people from the wreckage.
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Post by Snow White/Mary Margaret on Oct 28, 2015 11:44:44 GMT -5
Snow nodded her head understanding what Emma was saying . Did it make it any easier no , this was devastating blow. Not to just a few but to the whole town. Handing David the baby making her way toward the front of the crowd . the jeering , shouting of questions and demands for blood was to be expected. there were two sides to every person when threaten , one was to fight back with with great passion . the other was to hide and calculated there next move. the art of battle was that a art each attack had a precise purpose much like artist wielding a paint brush each stork of it had a purpose on the canvas. So this was just the beginning of Sariel's master piece.
Despite overwhelming odds, we the town have fought back heroically today. We stood our ground against man . who would enjoy to see our peaceful existence end. I come to you not as royal not as hero but one of you . I ask not for you to go and seek this man. do not put your lives in danger, we will defeat this adversary. Fear not in that , he remind us that no challenge is too great when we stand together as one . Have faith and hope we will rise above this thank you good people of StorybrookeEven when your voice shakes speak loud speak clear. the voice of her father had once told her those words . never had they rang so true . bowing her head low not out of shame but toward respect to each and every man , woman and child. They would need to be united if they would win.
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