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Post by Deleted on Oct 18, 2015 20:53:23 GMT -5
Lancelot had no clue where he was or how he had gotten here. The only thing that matter was warning the people of Arthur. He was not a good man. No he was tyrant oh how Merlin had gotten this wrong. Reaching for his sword but felt nothing. His blood boiled knowing the bastard had done something to Guinereve and the people's of Camelot. Snarling out looking out the bulleted board noticing the signs and pictures. But what caught his dark eyes a picture of Charming and Emma ...could he truly be here in Storybrooke? He entered through the forest maneuvering around the main street. It would less like caught that way. Yet if he , unpinning the picture if here he was amongst friends then perhaps just perhaps there was hope . Then Arthur can be stopped and all freed from that's kings spell. Holding the picture in his grip pinning it back on to the cork board. Prince Charming /David Nolan
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Post by Prince Charming /David Nolan on Oct 23, 2015 8:41:12 GMT -5
David entered the sheriff station while his hands were filled with papers where every single person that came from Camelot was written upon. That way it gave him and the others an idea of how many food and drinks they had to prepare for them. Tents, sleeping bags and other basics had already been given to all those people earlier that day. David stopped in his tracks when he saw a familiar face placing the photo of him and his daughter back upon the bulletin board that hung at one of the walls from the station. A frown formed on his features while he spoke. “Lancelot?”
He didn’t understand any of this. Lancelot was dead. Or at least that was what Cora had told Snow. How was it that he was standing inside the sheriff station right now if he would be truly dead. “They told us that you were dead. How….” David got speechless. He moved towards his desk and placed the pile of papers down onto the wooden surface of it while his eyes didn’t look away from the man who married him and his wife. “How are you here? Did you come with the rest of the people? How is it that you’re still alive?”
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Post by Deleted on Oct 26, 2015 19:32:01 GMT -5
A upon hearing his name Lancelot spun about facing David. Smiling wide his stride shorten the distance between them. Lifting the Shepard in a bear hug happy to see his leader and comrade once more. Lowering the prince down to the floor, dead? This was news to him. your majesty I can tell you I'm very much alive. Who was this person that told you such a fabrication ? he had simply been in the enchanted forest during the curse stuck in the safe haven. But once the curse broke he ran to check on Quinevere . Her safety became number one priority over everything . Scowling thinking about the villainy that Arthur had done. I came with the curse , with the others from Camelot . I lived by coming back from Safe haven . I went back to Camelot to protect the woman I love. David placing a firm hand on to the man's shoulder. Arhtur isn't what he seems . He is villain and will harm those you love . You have to keep the dagger away from he can not be trusted.
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Post by Prince Charming /David Nolan on Nov 6, 2015 12:18:12 GMT -5
Before David knew it he was getting lift up from the ground, unable to touch the floor with his feet with Lancelot almost hugging him to death. A sigh of relief escaped the moment he was able to stand on his feet once more and the pressure of the knight’s arms around him got less and disappeared. Someone seemed to be relieved to see old friends again…. “Cora… I’m sure you have heard about her…” David pulled the edge of his vest a bit down so it was back on its place while giving Lancelot the answers he is looking for. “Snow ended up at the Enchanted Forest a few years ago. It was there that she met Cora who used magic to look exactly like you. When Snow discovered that it wasn’t actually you out there, Cora mentioned you being dead. That’s why we thought you were.” A small smile formed on David’s features. He was glad that Cora had lied, it only meant that they didn’t lose their most loyal friend.
David his smile disappeared and got replaced by a scowl when Lancelot gave him a firm warning about king Arthur and his plans. “Wait, why do you think he’s not to be trusted? He is the one who is trying to help all of us out with Emma. Arthur told us about the importance of Excalibur, that it has to be reconnected with the dagger in order to get the darkness out of Emma.” First Lancelot appeared after many years, alive and kicking and now he is telling him that Arthur can’t be trusted… For some reason David wasn’t sure if it would be wise to believe all this. The coincidence of these events was too big.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 7, 2015 19:58:12 GMT -5
Cora? The name sounded familiar but when he thought long and hard about it . Lancelot couldn't remember if he had in fact met that woman. Memory clouded trying to think about past but the 30some odd years trapped was enough to make anyone have difficulty. I am sorry but I don't recall her no how she was to change into me. had he done something to cause that. Looking away unable to meet David's eyes.
But Snow is safe now yes ? Yes I can see where that would give you reason I was dead. As soon as the curse was broken I ran back to Camelot to try an save Guinevere. She and everyone in that kingdom has been put under a spell. Arthur wields that magic that's why he collects those magical items. So no one may break the bonds of it. Lancelot hated himself for the fact he had left Guin to hand of clearly obsessed King. Pinching the bridge of his his mind wandered to the time when they were in the dark one vault. The kiss branded not only his heart but soul, she was the only one he yearned for.
Closing dark brown eyes when his friends problems with Emma surfaced into the conversation. He can't be trusted David if you trusted me once do so again. Arthur only wants the dagger to be king he has lost his way no longer doing things for his people but the fear of losing power.
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