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Post by Neal Cassidy on Sept 14, 2015 3:01:36 GMT -5
Neal Cassidy  | Night had fallen on Neverland, and, Neal knew that this may mean different things, either Pan was letting his Lost boys sleep, or they were striking and doing his dirty work until all hours of the night again.
Neal was tossing and turning, his inability to sleep at night on this island was just as strong as it had once been. Also the worry that Pan would actually convince Henry to do whatever it was he wanted him to do.
The problem was he knew better then most how tempting that Pan could be. Feeding on the hope of a young lost boys wanting for home. Neal had been able to resist it, after a while, but, it didn't mean it wasn't there.
Since reuniting with his father things had changed, but, now here he was back on the island for lost little boys. All it brought back were the memories of when he was a lost boy.
Opening his eyes, Neal needed a private place to sit and think some things over for a while, and, he knew that there was one place that Pan didn't know about. His old cave.
Slowly sitting up, Neal straightened up his shirt and then stood up. Neal looked around and noticed everyone was still asleep, so, he placed a few logs on the fire to keep it going, before going to make his way over to where he remembered his cave was.
Reaching it Neal went inside and just sat down on a log, as he looked at the place that had once been the closest thing he'd had to home here.
Neal soon heard another noise coming towards the cave, and, he took a hold of the spear he still had in here, and, held it up, waiting for whoever it was to come into sight.
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Post by Snow White/Mary Margaret on Sept 22, 2015 17:32:19 GMT -5
The hurried footsteps of someone leaving the camp awoken the exbandit. Cracking open a blood shot eye untangling herself from David's arms. Smiling giving him a quick kiss . picking up her bow and arrows following the the tracks in the sandy dirt. What Snow could tell from them a single person leaving in there own regards.
The tracks lead back to the cave Neal had grown up in or at least stay a child in . deciding not to ready her bow so the she pulled the bo string over her head allowing it to drape across her body.
The area was quiet no lantern light nor fire illuminated the cave making the scenery difficult to spot. Which was why Snow stubbed her toe on rock. Lifting her leg up hopping about holding her boot. The pain quickly faded as soon as it appeared thank goodness.
Venturing further in only to be face to face with a sphere head pointed at her and the holder of it Neal. Holding her hands up its me Neal griped at him limping closer so she can join him on the log. you if any one knows you shouldn't wander off by your self .
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Post by Neal Cassidy on Sept 27, 2015 3:35:48 GMT -5
Neal Cassidy | Keeping his gaze on the entrance of the cave, and, spear in hand. Neal waited to see who it was, and, he opened his mouth in shock as he heard Snow's voice. “Oh, sorry Snow.” Neal said, as he lowered the spear.
Neal sighed softly at her other words “You're right I do know that better then most of you, but, I also know the island itself. Which is kind of why I found it hard to sleep.” Neal remembered that when he first lived here, the paranoia of Pan and his lost boys watching his every move had made it hard to sleep, which was why he had moved from the camp to this cave in the first place.
Neal made his way towards the old fire pit and grabbed the lighter from his pocket, and, lighting up the fire bringing some light into the cave. “That, and, I needed a place to sit and think. And well, this cave was always the best place to do that when I was living here.”
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Post by Snow White/Mary Margaret on Nov 21, 2015 20:45:02 GMT -5
Understanding the desire to be alone to think to clear the mind. So much had been confessed and much had happen with there short time here. Staring at Neal folding her hands together in front of her . snow wondered if she should leave give the man time alone . brushing back some strands of her bangs. would like me to go or do you wish to talk some Neal . evidently you have much on your heart.
Smiling kindly shuffling her feet waiting for a answer not sure if he would even want to discuss what's on his mind. The petite woman knew that a great many things had to be . such as the man's father Rumpelstiltskin and Emma basically admitting she wished Neal was dead so she wouldn't have to feel. That had to been the hardest to stomach and now with truly knowing about what was happening with Henry. Hope was dwindling Snow could see it on many of the groups faces..she just hoped that they can rise above it.
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Post by Neal Cassidy on Nov 27, 2015 9:54:38 GMT -5
Neal Cassidy | Neal had never really wanted to be alone, but, he'd never really had much of a choice. But, ever since coming back here, with everything that had happened all Neal needed to do was clear his head. Sitting upright on the log, Neal looked at Snow, and, sighed softly. He wanted to tell Snow to go, but, at the same time he didn't want to be alone right now. “Actually I do kind of need someone to talk to.”
He had had so much happen to him. Going from Tamara having been using him, to everything that happened with his father, and, this island. And with Emma saying she wished he was dead. Neal's hope had never really been there, but, it had just weakened since he came to this island again. “Do you mind staying? I don't want to be, and, can't let myself be alone right now.”
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Post by Snow White/Mary Margaret on Nov 30, 2015 4:55:21 GMT -5
Swiftly Snow moved to sit next to Neal on the log. The crickets and in the distance pops of the fire wood crackled. The princess stared at Rumple's son with great sadness, often wondering if this was what Emma felt. Spinning the peridot ring on her hand, the action was soothing to her. Emma never really explained what has explained her past Snow wasnt sure if she wanted to know . this was not meant in a vindictive way , but what good would it do? Make her daughter cry and snow would feel miserable that's all it would do.
you do realize your never alone even when you feel like it. right now it went double for that. Maybe Neal just had to be reminded of H.O.P.E. which stood for hold on pain ends. Thinking back to their first meeting at the line. you know you once told me you were afraid you wouldn't be good in Henry's life . kidnapping a side I think your doing good for him and vise versa. We all are mostly stuck in our own sorrow, doubt and minor problems that we are kind of loosing sight why we are here ..for Henry. You know the island extremely well isn't there some kind of loop hole in to get Henry so we can get out?
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Post by Neal Cassidy on Dec 20, 2015 23:01:53 GMT -5
 Neal slid along the log as Mary Margaret sat down next to him. The pain was obvious in his eyes, as his memories came back. Neal spun the crystal from his necklace through his fingers, like he used to do as a kid. It was kind of soothing in a way. Neal didn't like reflecting back on his past, but, this island was a big part of it, and, it was kind of hard to avoid focusing on it now. It was hard talking about it with anyone, especially his father, since all that brought was sadness for him.
“Well, it's been a long time, and, I've been pretty much on my own.” Neal said, sighing sadly. His hope had died a long time ago, and, all he felt inside was loneliness. “Yeah, I remember that. I'm not sure I believe that. But, I felt better when I was with him. Oh believe me I never lost sight of that. My family will always be the most important thing in my life.” Neal said, pausing for a moment before standing up. “Don't you think if there was I would've done it already?” Neal felt his anger getting the best of him, as he ripped some of his old drawings off of the wall. | | Table by BRY of W&&R and ADOX |
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