Indefinite Hiatus.

This blog is on indefinite hiatus. I am re-enabling it soley for reference purposes. You can mostly find me here from now on.

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if people would tag their fucking hate this website would be a better place.

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[text] Well, then…Thanks? That’s really encouraging [text] Really? I’m the stranger who sent a message now?  [text] I’m pretty sure you were the one texting me first, I just replied [text] Maybe that’s just your way of trying to avoid the situation, and admit you were thinking about it. [text] But whatever helps you sleep at night, I guess

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[text] I'm not here to encourage you, I'm not your mother. [text] Well, someone put your number in my phone and it wasn't me. [text] So I assume it was you. Therefore I'm still blaming you for this little encounter. [text] Admit I was thinking of sleeping with you? [text] In your dreams, pal.

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It took Iain a moment to reply to Emma’s question since he had needed that moment to even register that she had said something to him and what.

"Not all worlds… ‘re friendly…" He mumbled his words a bit slurred.

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     She wasn't sure if talking to him was making any sort of progress, but she had to try -- if for no other purpose than to keep him awake and conscious of her presence. "Trust me, I'm aware -- I've seen other worlds," she told him, trying to speak gently but still loud enough for him to hear her. "Do you think you could be more specific?"

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“When they’re visible, yes,” Killian responded as he looked up at the sky, the way the stars all melded together into a glittery shining light. “It’s even more beautiful out at sea, when the moon has set and the ship is anchored and most the lights are put out.” Night watch was one of his favorite times on the ship, talking about it came easily, softened his expression with one of wonder before he looked back down and realized how he must look to this lady, the one who, very likely, held the other half of his soul.

Blue eyes shifted downward in nervousness as he fidgeted slightly where he stood, especially where they touched, his arm having difficulty staying still. Bad form, surely, but he could not help it— he could feel her eyes on him as she mulled over her own thoughts. “What could a lovely young lady like yourself be trying to get away from?” he found himself asking as he glanced back up at her through thick lashes.

Was she the same as him, trying to avoid the numbers counting down and what they meant? He loved the nightwatch, surely, but he’d requested tonight for that very reason. If his brother, his captain, had realized how close his numbers had gotten, he doubted his request would have been accepted.

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She hummed in response to his words, tilting her head a bit to watch him as he spoke with such reverence regarding the sky. It was refreshing to speak with someone about something other than her life at the castle and her plans for the future, and she was captivated by the way he held the stars in such high regard. "I can imagine, though I have sadly never had the pleasure." 

Emma chuckled as he reverted back to something of the nervousness he had been exuding before, and returned to avoiding her gaze. In response, she simply smiled, though she turned to look over the water briefly -- quite possibly hiding a blush at his words -- before meeting his gaze to answer the question. "Ah, well, the responsibilities of family and the like." It was true enough, though perhaps not the entire truth. 

Frowning slightly, her eyes cast down along his arm to where his sleeve covered the place where his numbers would surely be. It was curious how she was interested, now, in whether or not he truly was intended to be her match -- when just an hour before she had no interest in such things whatsoever, but she worried her bottom lip with her teeth to keep from saying anything on the subject. Instead, Emma smiled back up at him brightly. "Where do you come from, Killian?"

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                 ”Good, because you should know that he is perfectly safe with me. Sure, he might get a few cuts, 

                         But the blades that we are practicing with are clean.” 

       Sure he knew that most did not practice with the real thing, but Jace was anything but impractical. After all, how was the lad supposed to learn how to fight with a stick, when clearly he needed to feel how heavy the object really is.

                        In this case though, he had brought a light sword so that Henry could practice with. And besides that, he knew that the boy was more then thrilled to be actually learning then by playing at it.

               ”Sure — Keep your elbows in!” He called out to the boy who took his instructions with ease. “One piece. Oh is it alright if I give him a quick bite to eat? Training tends to make one very hungry and I was thinking of burgers — Unless of course you care to join us.” 

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    "I trust you, Jace I just -- She froze in place, bringing the phone away from her face for a moment to calm herself before speaking again. "What do you mean blades, I thought you were teaching him hand to hand combat. What if he gets hurt?"

     Emma was trying to keep a clear head about it, and not get unreasonably angry. She knew Jace knew what he was doing -- if anyone was going to teach her son how to defend himself, it was him -- but that didn't make her feel much better about it. She took a deep breath.

            "I'm serious about the one piece thing, he comes home missing any body parts and I will personally see to it that you lose one of your own."

     Sighing into the phone, she conceded. "Yeah, that's fine. I'm not sure when I'll be done working but let me know when you're going and I'll see if I can meet you guys."

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“Worried about?” he scoffed at her question, raising a brow. “When have I ever given you cause to be worried, Swan?” a sarcastic smirk danced across his lips as he looked her up and down. “You smell like a brewery..” he remarked, leaning into her and sniffing. “Long day as town savior, I take it?”

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            "Should I name all of the times for you? It could take a while," she muttered dryly in response to his question, rolling her eyes. Her inebriated state was causing her to be more impatient than normal, apparently. "We don't have a brewery, unfortunately, but I managed to find the second best thing at the Rabbit Hole -- until they cut me off." She hadn't had that much to drink. Emma was pretty sure the bartender was just getting sick of hearing her complain. She smiled a wry smile. "Well, you know what they say -- a saviors work is never done." That might not be exactly what they say, but it was close enough.

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Loss and Gain || Emma and Jace ||

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      With a pack of spare clothing in the pack on his back, Jace fell behind his new American guardians, who seemed to be more then eager to drop off his things and leave. Part of him wondered why they bothered to pick him up in the first place, despite the fact that he was a ten year old boy from a different country waiting within a foreign airport. 

                   Sighing, he noticed as he made his way up the porch of his new home, a young girl who seemed to be around his age, moving to go next to him. And though he was new to speaking with others his age, he could not help but raise a golden brow in curiosity. 

                          “How can you be so sure?” He asked, keeping his tone low as he sent a dirty glare to the male before them, before he once more looked at her, thinking she seemed a little to small to be so knowledgeable about this sort of situation. “It is not like this is home.”

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     Emma shrugged, giving him a little bit of a smile. It was hard to explain. "I've been to a lot of different families," she said quietly. "These people are nice, and they give us food every day and let us play outside when it's nice." It had -- so far -- been the nicest home she'd had the opportunity to live in, other than the first family that had sent her back.

          "I guess I'm not really sure, I'm just telling you, there's worse places you could have ended up." She'd been in her fair share of those as well. But that was the kind of thing you didn't share with strangers.

          "I'm Emma," she offered, another shrug. "And I never really had a home, so this is as good as anything, I guess." Emma frowned, wondering if that wasn't something she should be saying.

          "What happened to your home?" And she was sure that was being nosy, Mr. Swan used to talk to her about how being nosy was rude. But the Swans had sent her away, so she supposed she didn't have to listen to them anymore.

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          Calling her by her name should not be much of a big deal, but he made it out to be. He had always been a prim and proper man who always remained respectful at all costs. The only times he broke form was when he absolutely had to—and those times were far and few in between. Sometimes he crew liked to play a game of ’ who can break the lieutenants form first ’ and there was rarely a winner. And the winners usually ended up with an extra load of chores that would no doubt keep them busy for days.

        As soon as he finished, he stepped back, hands clasped behind his back. Nodding his head in response, a small and simple smile seemed to touch his lips. “Not a problem, lass,” he assured, though cerulean hues narrowed for a moment—more in thought than anything else. “Not like I have anybody to tell, Your—Emma." If she truly wanted to keep it secret, than he supposed he had no choice but to oblige. it wasn’t any of his business, after all. 

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     She watched him as he stood at ease, looking awfully professional and Emma was worried for a moment that he would refuse her request, his code of honor preventing him from keeping her secret. So when he agreed to not only call her by name -- but to also keep her presence near the docks between only them, Emma offered a relieved smile, biting back a bit of laughter when he nearly slipped and repeated her title rather than her name.

          "Thank you, lieutenant -- I appreciate your discretion in this matter." She smiled a little bit more brightly as she offered her thanks, a polite nod in response, before taking a quick look around the docks. "Are you on guard duty today?" There seemed to be few men around the ships that were docked there, she idly wondered where they had gone. 

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Sands of Time || Emma and Jace ||

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                The confession did not shock him — especially since she had confessed earlier, that she was the sheriff. Yet what did shock him was her open distrust of his presence. Part of him wondered what could have possibly happened here to make her appear so cold.

     Still though, he decided to play it cool as he lifted both brows into the air as he asked her with a teasing grin,

                         ”So you finally decided to settle down, huh? Can’t say I blame you, moving around all the time is a real pain. Though, I will confess that after I left, I did stay with the Lightwoods for a long while…”  

                He did not however add the fact that he found out who his real family was, nor did he bring up the war, battles and deaths he had both seen and committed. She — No matter who she was to him — Did not earn that trust yet. 

                                  And with a sly smile, Jace removed himself from the wall, crossing the distance between the two. “I’m working.” 

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         "Settle down -- I guess that's one way to put it." She hadn't exactly thought of it that way. In fact, Emma had never really considered settling down at all, truth be told. But it appeared as though that was exactly what she was doing now, for her son. "There's a lot you've missed," she said, rather than explaining, it would take a while and she wasn't exactly sure where they stood at the moment. "And a lot I've missed, probably."

     He was keeping the conversation light, for the most part, by tone at least. He claimed to be working, and that just made her suspicions rise even further. What kind of work could he be doing that would bring him to Storybrooke of all places. 

          "Doing what?" she asked him point blank. There was no need to beat around the bush here, there was an explanation for his presence and she needed to hear it.

          "Don't get me wrong, Jace -- I'm happy to see you -- but we don't exactly get visitors in Storybrooke, and it would just ease my mind a bit if you could tell me what you're doing here. There are people here that I need to protect." It might have been too forthcoming, but it was the truth, and she figured she at least owed him that.

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I have seen the brighter side of the roads that lead to hell. || @ihavethatthingwithlies

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To say James was surprised by Emma’s reaction was an understatement. He couldn’t recall a time in his past when someone didn’t simply get short with him in return, or walk away. Not that she could walk away, but he was expecting an insult to be hurled at him, for his words to dampen her mood in some way, but it seemed like he’d had no real effect on her. 

His instinct was to be annoyed by that at first, but as he watched her lean back and assume a posture of what could only be described as nonchalance, his curiosity was piqued. His only thought was that maybe she’d been through some kind of hell in her past to understand the protectiveness which could be evoked when someone tried to probe too deep. 

He still wasn’t sure he wanted to give her much of anything, but if he was right, maybe there was more to her than he’d originally thought, and maybe she wouldn’t try to feed him bullshit about letting go of the past. “We gonna be honest with each other?” He finally asked, wanting to know what she would give him in return if he told her the truth.

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He was taking the bait, she could see it in the way his expression immediately relaxed -- if even just slightly, though there was still a tightening in his jaw and an obvious wariness to his eyes. She could play a game of tit for tat with him if that was what it would take. What would he do with he secrets, anyway? She'd already done her time, she couldn't be used as a bargaining chip for him. What was the harm?

If nothing else, it would help to pass the time. That was at least the excuse she was using in her mind, because she didn't owe him anything and she certainly shouldn't care about his side of the story, she was just supposed to bring him in. So that the people who did care could make his serve whatever sentence they deemed fit.

Emma looked him squarely in the eyes with a shrug. "I've got no reason to lie to you," she replied simply. It was the truth, and she had no intention of going back on her statement. And then, thinking maybe it would work best if she offered herself up first, she asked; "What do you want to know?"

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Remembrance [AU] || Closed

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"Maybe not, I’ll stick with the lasagna then." She put down her menu and smiled. "I don’t doubt that I will love the movie, maybe we should watch that one." Looking at everyone at the table, she noticed something was up. "Tell you what Henry, we will watch Snow White one day this week, maybe after school, just you and I?" She looked over at Emma as to say if that was okay.

Henry’s face lit up and he nodded rapidly. “Deal! So I guess we can watch X-Men then?” He looked to Emma and then back at David. David nodded in agreement. 

"So X-Men it is then?" Mary asked. "No we can do the shopping after we eat, while the boys go set up? I don’t think I will need more than a few staple items."

Ruby took their orders and they sat there in silence, it wasn’t uncomfortable but still Mary could sense David staring at her, which made her heart race. 

Henry poked Emma’s leg and gave her a look. “I need to talk to you.” He whispered really hoping Mary and David couldn’t hear.

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     Well Emma would rather have Mary and Henry watch the movie together, rather than him sitting there trying to play matchmaker between Mary and David if they all sat down to watch it, so she supposed that was as good a  compromise as any. She offered a smile.

          "Sounds like a plan to me, and it's been a while since I've seen X-Men anyway, it's a good one," she encouraged, giving Henry a bright smile. "Oh yeah, it won't take too long I'm sure, we'll let the boys go back and get things ready, and we'll hit a couple stores." 

    She regarded both Mary and David carefully. There was definitely some kind of chemistry between them, it was strange after such a short time, but she wasn't going to credit it to some strange fairy tale theory. 

    At Henry's prodding, Emma turned to give him a confused look, brow knitting together. "Okay.." she turned toward their company. "Henry thinks he left something out in the car, we're going to go check," she said quickly, nudging him out of the booth so that they could talk outside.

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