Other characters by H: Clary Fray @fromclary Elektra Natchios @fromelektra Yelena Belova @whxtewidxw
HIGHLIGHTS
( once upon a time , jennifer morrison , she/her , cis female ) ā® the census states that EMMA SWAN has been living in town limits for ONE MONTH . it makes sense the MAGICAL HUMAN can be found hanging around THE TOWN SQUARE . Ā SHE must be close to THIRTY-FOUR by now , do you think theyāre still as BRAVE as they were before ? i overheard they DO NOT remember everything leading up until their arrival . nothing reminds me of them quite like RED LEATHER JACKETS, LIGHT MAGIC, LONG BLONDE HAIR . ( H , 21+ , pst , she/her , removed)
BIOGRAPHY
Emma was raised in the foster care system, hoping to one day get adopted. Unfortunately it never happened- and so she learned how to rely on only herself. She lived a life of crime for a while, petty theft and breaking and entering mostly. When she was eventually jailed for getting caught with stolen goods- she found out she was pregnant. Knowing she wasnāt ready to be a mother, she gave up her son for adoption. After she was released, she traveled to New York where she eventually became a bail bonds-person. One day, a young boy (the son she gave up ten years prior) showed up on her doorstep and convinced her to come to his home-town with him, a place in Maine calledĀ āStorybrooke.ā There, much to her surprise, she found out she was the daughter of Snow White and Prince Charming. Yes, that Snow White and Prince Charming. The rest of the Storybrooke population was made up of various other fairy tale characters, all of whom had been cursed to lose their memories by the Evil Queen. Emma, it turned out, was the savior who would break that curse.Ā
PRESENT DAY
Emma has no memory of ever being in Storybrooke, only those of her life leading up to arriving in Lock Hollow, where she ended up on a lead in finding someone who had skipped bail. She has no memory of her real parents, or of her son (other than when he was born.)Ā
PERSONALITY
Emma is skeptical, and at least believes herself to be rational and down-to-earth. She believes in herself alone, knowing (at least in her opinion) that everyone else will either betray you, or let you down. She trusts no one, because thatās whatās kept her alive. Sheās jaded, and a little cynical, but who can blame someone with this much trauma? She also is a human lie detector, and can tell when sheās being had.Ā
APPEARANCE
Emma is five feet and five inches tall, with blue eyes and long blonde hair. Sheās got one hell of a poker face, and smiles only out of sarcasm or the rare, genuine display of happiness.Ā
MISC HEADCANONS
She sometimes has strange dreams about people she has never met, or at least believes to have never met. Sheās strangely drawn to fairy tales but canāt explain why, because sheās not much of a fantasizer. She believes in only what she sees for herself.Ā
hermione sidles up to the bar, glancing around the room expectantly. it took a lot of internal motivation to pull herself away from the library that evening ( something about her reading being too riveting to take a break ), but she'd promised herself that she would spend at least an hour at the event. new years resolutions, and all that. noticing a vacated drink resting on the counter, the witch looks to the nearest person and taps them on the shoulder. " um, sorry ? is this yours ? " maybe she was just being nosy, but she didn't want the drink to go to waste.
āUmm....ā Emma narrowed her eyes at the glass she was offered.Ā āYou know...it was.ā She frowned at it slightly, noticing how the various liquids inside the glass had begun to seperate. It no longer seemed very tempting.Ā āI think I could use a new one. Whatās your poison?ā She offered a smile.
Emma was supposed to be taking the night off. Enjoying herself. Allowing the security working the event to do their jobs and keep everyone safe. But she couldnāt just hang up her sheriff's badge entirely. Not ever. She was doing her best to relax and have fun, but it was extremely hard for her to separate the two.Ā āAre you having fun?ā Emma was attempting to mingle. It wasnāt her strongest ability.
jinx was expecting the sheriff to draw a weapon immediately , a pistol or something , but she didnāt . she simply put her hands up in defence before her , which made jinxās eyes narrow even more . flipping the switchblade through her fingers , she took a couple of steps towards the other as her eyes assessed her from top to bottom .Ā āyou seem new to the role ,ā she noted ,Ā āany other police officer wouldāve put a bullet between my eyes already .ā
her mind was racing . this strange sheriff could be useful , but not if she was locked up in a cell so she stopped about ten paces away from her .Ā āmaybe you can help ,ā jinx replied ,Ā āwhat do you know about this town ?ā keeping her questions vague would be best bet for now . she was tough and a survivalist , but she did not want to end up in jail . or even worse , a psych ward .
@inredleather
Emma took a step back when the young woman moved forward. Blue eyes darted between the blade, and the stern face before her. She kept her hands up, but began to lower them- slowly. It didnāt seem like she really wanted to attack her, and Emma had a good sense of these things. She could easily see this girl was heavy on the defense. Sheād seen some serious shit, and been through worse no doubt. It made Emma think of herself when she was younger. Growing up in the system, spending time in jail. She knew what it felt like to have to keep your walls up all the time, trusting no one, and assuming that anyone and everyone will stab you in the back the second they get the chance.Ā
āIām a shoot later, questions first kinda gal.ā Her expression was stable, emotionless. She wasnāt yet certain that she was making the right call by letting her guard down, but intuitively- it felt right.Ā āIām new here, thatās true. I think itās a town with...good intentions. Kinda weird, but...a lot of good things are, right?ā She shrugged slightly, very slightly.Ā āI canāt say I know very much about itās history...and...not many other people seem to..... either.ā Come to think of it....it was a little strange that nobody seemed to know itās origin story, or the population count...or.........her mind trailed off, but she remembered herself in the present.Ā āWhereās your family? Are you here alone?āĀ
jinx had been out almost the whole night already . she had scouted as far as her legs would take her , trying to find something , anything . whether that be a fence or a giant wall , or hell , maybe even a giant forcefield around the town keeping everyone in . her mind was racing as she tried to evaluate everything that happened since she got here . it seemed no one was more alarmed than she was .
she had soon started to get tired . even though she had a body that was chemically enhanced , she did still have limits . she wasnāt invincible . so eventually , jinx ended up at the park , carving her signature symbol into almost every tree . it was a messed up face of a monkey , but not a normal monkey , the type that was a wind up toy and held cymbals in their hands . jinx whipped around to face where the femaleās voice had came from , her switchblade knife grasped tightly in her hand .Ā āiāve never had a chaperone my whole life , and i certainly donāt need one now ,ā she snapped , her eyes narrowing as she spied the badge resting on the otherās hip .
@inredleatherā
āwoahhhh there.ā Emma raised two gloved hands in an attempt to put the girl more at ease. She could tell something was wrong, the girl was distressed in some way- but it wasnāt clear if it was mental in origin or if something very real had pushed her to this state.Ā āI can see something is....troubling you.ā She spotted the strangerās eye-line shoot to her badge. It was probably safe to assume the girl wasnāt a fan of authority.Ā
āI just want to know if youāre ok, and if I can help.ā The blonde shrugged a little, almost sheepishly. It sounded a little silly out loud.Ā āYou can put the knife down, weāre just talking here.ā
Emma adjusted the gold sheriff's badge on her left hip. She still had trouble believing sheād basically stumbled into this job. sheād tried to reject it at first but quickly realized, she was needed. Her skill set was needed to keep this town safe. Well, it was clear she was definitely sticking around a while. Something she tended not to do. Not if she could help it at least.Ā
At least no one here knew she was an ex criminal herself.Ā
Walking through the park, she came upon someone walking, all alone. āHey, itās getting kind of late. Do you live around here?ā The blonde glanced around the area.Ā āI can walk you home if you want.ā She shrugged. She wasnāt out here trying to make herself feel important, she just wanted to make sure everybody was taken care of.Ā
