Neal Cassidy

Born as Baelfire or Bae in the Enchanted Forest. That was my old life. Now, my name is Neal Cassidy. I'm the father of an amazing son named Henry, and I'm trying to make him proud.

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Changes and Updates

Hey all

So in discussing things with some of the members, most who have mentioned having lost the muse for their character(s), we are going to work on rebooting this game. However whether that means a total reboot of the original game concept or cleaning out our current timeline to make everything more streamlined still remains to be decided. 

We know a few members have some ideas, so feel free to bring up any ideas up with the admins (we are currently on skype so a group discussion can definitely work).Since it’s been a while since we’ve last spoken and had activity, we want to see who is still interested in the rpg. If we can have members reblog this onto their character(s) blogs to let us know you still want to be involved, we’d appreciate it.

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The Brewing Storm || Neal & Emma

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Emma sat there for a few more minutes, trying to get as comfortable as she could in a crashed car, and then realized she was trapped. The front of the bug had been pushed forward so far that the wheel was bent down, trapping her legs below it. The more she tried to wriggle free, the more it seemed that she was definitely not getting out of here without some help. And maybe it was just her but it felt like the car was weighing down on her legs.

And then he was outside her window, calling for her, like he had known she needed help. “Neal,” she yelled through the car door. It was jammed and she hadn’t been able to open it, she also didn’t have anything to pry it open with. 

"It’s jammed!" She pointed at the car, unsure if he could hear her through the weather. 

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Neal tried pulling on the door but nothing happened. Frowing, he thought for a minute. "Open the trunk, Em." When she hit the button and he heard the trunk pop open, Neal ran around to the back. Thankfully, the toolbox he'd put in there a couple of weeks ago was still inside. He grabbed a crowbar and a couple of other tools and came back around to her side after closing the trunk. He used the crowbar to try and pry the door open. It took several minutes but he finally got it. Opening the door, Neal's eyes roamed over her. "Are you alright?" He asked.

He saw her legs were trapped beneath the bent wheel. "Let me see if I can get you out of there. Are you in any pain?" He asked, as he dropped the crowbar and picked up the wrench, working on the steering wheel.

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The Brewing Storm || Neal & Emma

The weather had been crazy lately, and that was saying something for Storybrooke. But Emma would take freak thunderstorms over purple magical clouds who contained who knows what the fuck any day.

Though with the way the ran pounded against the windshield of the little yellow bug, she waasss starting to miss the purple clouds. Just a tiny bit.

Her headlights barely penetrated in front of her but a sudden flash of lightening left her startled. especially when it illuminated a falling tree that came down hard across the road. She slammed on the breaks, jerking the wheel to the left to try and avoid it, and ended up in a ditch. The air bag exploded with impact and she went limp against it, her seat belt tight against her torso.

"Fuuuck," she groaned, pulling back as the airbag deflated automatically. What was she going to do now? She took a moment to gain her bearings, her head still spinning from the crash, but the first thought had was Neal. She reached over to the passenger side, searching for her phone and took a moment to fetch it from the floor where it had fallen. She dialed his number but was halfway through it when she realized that there was no signal. With a sigh, she looked outside. She didn’t want to get out in this. Maybe it would clear up soon?

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Neal knew Emma was on her way to his place. And he'd been watching the news ever since she left. The weather was on the fritz, going from sunny, to rainy in the blink of an eye, a couple of times a day. Neal didn't want a storm to break out while Emma was on the road.

But, sure enough, it did. He tried calling her several times but was unable to get through. Glancing at the clock, Neal realized she was late and an unsettling feeling flowed through him. Without a second though, Neal grabbed his keys and headed outside. 

The rain was pouring down but he didn't care. Getting to Emma was his only though. He climbed on his bike, putting on his helmet and drove off, searching the streets for any signs of the bug. It was difficult to see, even more so with his helmet on, but Neal kept going.

Just as he was getting ready to head back and try calling her again, he spotted a flash of yellow in a ditch. Immediately pulling over and parking, Neal made his way over to what he could now clearly see was the bug. "Emma!"

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Meeting Ruby||Neal & Ruby

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Ruby’s brow furrowed. “A deal? What kind of—” she paused, Granny catching her attention out of the corner of her eye. She must have been at his table for longer than she thought. “One sec.” she said, hurrying to the counter and dropping off his order, stopping to a new table to take and submit their order before coming back.

"Sorry." she said as she came back, setting his plate of food in front of him. Pausing, she worried at her lip, settling the tray she used over her hip. "You had said something about him breaking a deal?" she asked.

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Neal nodded. "Yeah...that was our deal. If I could find a way for us to start over, for him to get rid of his magic so no one got hurt, we'd take it. We made a deal, even shook on it. Well, I found a way. A magic bean from the Blue Fairy." He said, sighing. "When he let go of my hand over the portal, he broke that deal."

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May I Have This Dance?|| Neal & Emma

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She wasn’t sure if he was being sarcastic or not but laughed. “Storybrooke doesn’t need any help from me in falling apart.” Emma stood and headed for the door. “I’ll… see you later. I may bring over some things so I’m not always heading back to my apartment.” It wasn’t like she was moving in. She just wanted to bring a few things over, like a spare toothbrush or a spare change of clothes. That was all.

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"Yeah, well, it is kind of a mess." He agreed. He nodded and walked with her to the door, giving her a soft kiss before she left. "Definitely. Have a good day at work, babe." He said, with a smile. The fact that Emma wanted to bring some things of hers to his house meant a lot to him. Sure, it wasn't her moving in, just yet, but it was a step in that direction.

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May I Have This Dance?|| Neal & Emma

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She sighed and nodded. “So much.” Time would take care of the rest of her headache and rumbling stomach. She looked around the table. “You need help cleaning up?”

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"Good." He said, smiling. "Nah, babe, don't worry about it." He shook his head. He'd get it later. "I don't want you to be late for work. After all, this town would fall apart without its sheriff." 

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May I Have This Dance?|| Neal & Emma

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Emma nodded. “I’d like to meet him sometime.” The man who Neal considered a father figure. He sounded nice, and she wanted to meet someone so important to Neal. 

She finished off the rest of her breakfast and then picked up her orange juice to finish it off. When she was finished, she sighed in relief. She still felt a little out of it, but overall much better.

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"Definitely. You'll meet him soon." He promised. Emma and Henry were, of course, the two most important people in Neal's life, so of course he wanted them to meet someone who had been like a father to him for part of his life. He smiled. "Feel better?" He asked.

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May I Have This Dance?|| Neal & Emma

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She munched on some eggs and thought about his question. “I’ll probably head back to my place and get a chance of clothes first. Then I need to head into work and take care of some things. How about you?” She look over at him, taking another bite of her food. 

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"I don't really have very many plans. I'm gonna sketch for a bit, and then I'm gonna head into town. I need some groceries. I might stop by the library and talk to Belle. We haven't really talked since I moved into this place and I am curious to know how my father's doing. That or I may go see Claude." He said. His former mentor was still in town, after all.

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May I Have This Dance?|| Neal & Emma

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"Starving," she said, shaking the last thought from her mind. She took a seat and piled some food on her plate, biting into some bacon before she’d even finished getting all of her food. Her stomach still felt like it was rolling a little, but having food in there would help it settle.

"Thank you," she replied, smiling at him. "It’s really good." She had forgotten he knew how to cook.

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"You're welcome." He said, taking a seat next to her. He began eating as well. It was pretty good, he had to admit. "So, what are your plans for the day, now that we both have to face the real world?" He asked. Emma probably would have to leave for work soon.

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May I Have This Dance?|| Neal & Emma

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Emma took the ibuprofen and laid in bed for a bit longer, her head covered in pillows, before she finally slid out and started to dress. Once she was back in her normal clothes she walked to the kitchen.

She paused as she neared it, taking a moment to just watch Neal cook. Emma leaned her head against the wall, smiling, It was almost like there were…

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Neal felt someone watching him and turned to find Emma staring at him. "Hey, babe." He said, with a small smile. "Take a seat, breakfast is almost ready." He told her. He'd made bacon, eggs, toast with jelly and orange juice. "I hope you're hungry."

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May I Have This Dance?|| Neal & Emma

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She returned the kiss with a grin, looking up at him as she pulled away.

"That kind of helped, but I’m still gonna need some breakfast and ibuprofen though."

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Neal chuckled. "Alright, alright. I'm going." He said, with a slight wink. He found some Ibuprofen for her and then headed to the kitchen and began making breakfast.

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An Olive Branch|| Neal & Regina

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 Regina smiled gently. She did love Henry with all her heart. “Thank you, Mr. Cassidy,” she breathed. Granted, she only felt as though she could stop seeing Emma as an enemy if the other woman stopped undermining her part in Henry’s life, but she wasn’t going to go down that road again. She’d made too much progress in this conversation.

She also didn’t mention that Henry didn’t love her nearly as much as he loved Emma.

"I should be going," she replied, scooting from the booth and standing. "Thank you for meeting with me. And for understanding where I’m coming from in this situation. Again, I’m sorry I misjudged you."

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"You're welcome, Ms. Mills." He said, nodding. He knew that she and Emma were never likely to be the best of friends, and honestly, he'd probably feel as though he was in some kind of parallel universe if they were, but he felt that they could both at least get along. They did both love Henry, after all.

"Thank you for allowing me to apologize." He said. "And I'm sorry I misjudged you." Perhaps the new understand they had reached would be beneficial to Henry. After all, it couldn't hurt for him to have all of his parents getting along, right?

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May I Have This Dance?|| Neal & Emma

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Hangover concoction? That didn’t sound shifty at all. “How about a greasy breakfast?” That was usually Emma’s go-to when it came to hangovers. “And the ibuprofen would help too.” 

She smiled softly as he pressed his lips to her forehead. “Or maybe you can kiss it better,” she joked. 

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"I can do that." Neal said, nodding. Raising an eyebrow, he laughed lightly and leaned down to capture her lips in his. Her tone may have been joking but he didn't care. Besides, what better way to cure a hangover than to kiss it better?

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May I Have This Dance?|| Neal & Emma

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Something about ‘taking her home’ struck a chord in her, but she swept it aside. Instead, she pursed her lips together to keep from laughing at Neal too hard. It was sweet how concerned he was over what ha happened.

"It’s fine, Neal." She looked up at him. Her hair was an utter mess and her eyes were bleary from just waking up. "Trust me, I wanted it too." She snuggled her head into the pillow and sighed softly. "Didn’t want the headache though." Her eyes squeezed shut.

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He offered her a small smile and nodded. "Alright. If you say so." He said. "I'm sorry, baby. I can get you somethin' if you want. Ibuprofen? Or I can make my hangover concoction. It tastes awful but it usually works." He said, with a slight chuckle.

He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to her forehead. "Whatever you need, babe."

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An Olive Branch|| Neal & Regina

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She tilted her head at the show of insecurity by the son of Rumplestiltskin. His admission to the sadness in her life had her nodding in recognition. “It seems we have more in common than it initially appeared, Mr. Cassidy,” she told him with a smirk.

"Henry was my chance to start over, too. And I - " quite royally " - messed that up. But I do love him…" She leaned forward, resting on her forearms. "And that’s why I won’t fight you on this anymore…with one condition."

Regina took a deep breath - she hated asking for favors. “Will you try to get Miss Swan to understand that I really am trying?”

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"It appears we do." He said, with a small smile. "I believe that. That you love Henry." He told her. He knew that being a parent could change a person, that it made you want to be better. At least, that was his experience. Besides, how could anyone not love Henry?

He quirked a brow, curious as to what she would ask of him. He was silent for a moment, thinking it over. He had already said he'd talk to Emma, and would it hurt to try? Nodding, he spoke. "I will. So long as it's not a detriment to our relationship. I'm not gonna screw things up with Emma again." He told her. "But, yes, I will talk to her and I'll try and help her see that you love Henry and you're trying to change for his sake."

"If this is gonna work, you have to stop seeing Emma as your enemy or your competition. You are both Henry's mothers, and he loves you both the same." He said. "Just because I had a mother who loved me, who raised me, it doesn't change that I loved Milah, even if she didn't love me enough to stay." He said. "My point is, Henry should never feel like he has to choose."