emma swan

emma swan belongs to storybrookehasfallen rpg

[operationwhiteswan]

“Yes, I am Jefferson’s wife. It seems I have a reputation without being aware of it.” She chuckled, had he talked about her a lot? Enough that so many knew of her? It made her fall in love with him even more. If that was possible… and she didn’t think it was of course. “I’m Priscilla. And who are you?” She asked with a curious nod of her head. This woman seemed nice at least.

"He didn't say much, honestly. We didn't exactly start out as friends.." She probably wouldn't mention how he held her and her mother hostage in Storybrooke. "I'm Emma Swan. It's nice to meet you." She didn't exactly know what to speak to her about and she figured bringing up Grace would only upset her. "So.. I have sort of a weird question. Have you seen a one-handed pirate at all down here?"

[operationwhiteswan]

@freshfallensnow Snow’s heart broke as she watched her daughter melt down. She remembered the torture of being separated from David, but it was worse to watch her daughter lose the man she loved. “I know it’s hard Emma…but we came all this way…” She stroked Emma’s hair gently, pulling Emma into her chest to comfort her. “We’ve come so far, we’ve been through so much…we’ll get through this too. Your father and I will help you, and we have plenty of help planning for the tasks.” She closed her eyes, rocking her daughter gently. “It’s okay to cry, just let it all out…”

Her tears seemed to fall clumsily onto the floor as she couldn't help but sob. Most of the people there resented the fact they had to join on the journey and there had been no clear sign if Killian was even okay in that mysterious vault. Who knows where he could be by now? She held onto her mother as she finished her brief mental breakdown. Her hands went up to wipe her face as the tears seemed to halt to a stop. "I just-- I don't even know where to start. We've been here for about a week and I lost him again." It's true that they found him for a brief moment, only to lose him yet again to Hades.

[tasteyourdread]

Doubt || Emma & Jabbers

[operationwhiteswan]

Frustration started to flavor the fear, leaving a sour taste in her mouth. It wasn’t bad, it just wasn’t what she wanted. “Of course not. There’s no fun without guessing.” Simpletons. Maybe one day she’d meet someone who challenged her like Jafar had. “You don’t carry the same fears that the souls trapped here do. There’s no pungent odor of loss and longing. Well, actually…” she hooked her legs on the branch she was perched on, spinning back onto the ground and sliding up closer to Emma, “Killian. Ah, now I see why you’re here. The pretty pirate with the grumpy face. He was… interesting.”

Emma wouldn't even know where to begin guessing who this creature was. She hadn't read numerous books on the subjects of the Underworld, and overall she was a little misinformed. She felt her right foot immediately shoot backwards, shifting her weight as they came closer to her. As the sound of Killian's name, her eyebrows shot up and her heart rate began to quicken. Her immediate reaction was to push the beast up against the tree trunk near them and bring the sword she was holding up to their throat. The force of her arm holding up the sharp-tongued woman. "Where the hell is he? Killian, where did you see him?!"

[dreamcatchersswan-blog]

"Do you have any ideas on the first labor yet?" - (operationwhiteswan)

David shook his head. He had been doing some research, but he wasn’t sure it was going to go the same way Hercules’ labors did. However, he knew what Hercules had done, and that was as good of a place to start as any. “Hercules’ first labor was the Namean Lion. I don’t know if Hades will give them to us in the same order, but if he does, we have our work  cut out for us.”

[operationwhiteswan]

“It’s not as simple as being just a lion. It couldn’t be killed by mortal weapons. Perhaps magic would work, or we could enchant my sword, but we could talk to Hercules about it? Maybe you and I should head out to look for it, I mean, like I said, if Hades is going in order, if he’s not, there are several other things we need to be looking for.”

Emma couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. If there was any chance that one of them could figure out the labors in order, then he had to be doing something different. He was playing a game with them, and Killian just happened to be the pawn. "What if.. he's made up completely different obstacles and we're searching in all the wrong places?" She couldn't help but feel they were reaching a dead end. "What does Hades want out of this?"

[operationwhiteswan]

A slightly amused grin crossed his features, and James folded his arms. “You still can’t tell us apart, can you, Emma?” He asked. “I’m not David, but maybe I can help. I have been here for quite some time, after all. And that gives me a bit of an advantage. The only thing I ask in return is that you consider the possibility of taking me back with the rest of you. Especially considering your father and I are on better terms now.”

Emma sighed as soon as he spoke to her. She knew as soon as that smirk came across his face that she had mistaken the two. "It's not my fault you're twins!" She leaned against the table as she thought about his proposal. Maybe he had changed, maybe he hadn't. In her experience, most people aren't capable of change. But, her father knew him better than she did. After all, he was her family. "I will think about it, alright? But first.. you have to help me."

[operationwhiteswan]

             "Hey, David you got a second? There are a couple of things I want to run by you about these-- labors we have to complete. I've been talking to Belle and I have these plans.." Emma had quick the stack of papers in her hand as she began to spread them out on the surface, while she was talking.

( uncle )

[operationwhiteswan]

In her huff to get as far from Regina as possible she neglected to look before crossing into the road and now she is face to face with the persons she wants to see most but isn’t supposed to.

“Emma, I am so glad to see you!”

In a few strides, her arms are wrapped around her friend’s neck in a tight hug, “Regina wanted me to wait until things were in place but I’ve wanted to find you so manty times. You’re why I’m here. I want to help you save Killian and get everyone back home again.” She can’t help the tears welling in her eyes as she pulls back. “I have really missed you.”

Emma moved forward towards Elsa as well as they both embraced each other. Her arms wrapping around Elsa's back. She pulled back at the words coming out of the Queen's mouth. "Wait----"

"You came all the way here to help me? How did you even find out, who's watching over Arendelle?" She had so many questions, but she couldn't even be mad at her for going to lengths such as this to help her. She was so happy to see her. "Thank you.. for coming down here. I missed you too." Elsa mentioning Regina's name was a complete shock to her. What did Regina have to do with this?

[tasteyourdread]

Doubt || Emma & Jabbers

[operationwhiteswan]

Already so afraid and she’d barely said anything. It was nice and refreshing to find someone who actually feared her in the Underworld. Most of them were already desensitized to the monsters that lurked in the dark corners. But then the living people didn’t have that fear just yet. “My, but isn’t it fun to meet people who have no idea who I am.” Her tone was giddy for the briefest of moments before falling back into its usual husky tone. “And how did some who still lives get down here, I wonder?”

Emma wasn't getting as much out of this 'person' as she would've hoped to. She figured using her reason would prove easier than using her sword first. Especially if what she needed was information. "Would you even tell me who you are if I asked?" She knew the answer to that question, but it was more of a challenge. "The same way everyone else does.... Death." She wasn't lying, but it certainly wasn't the whole truth.

[operationwhiteswan]

Have you ever tried popcorn and gummy bears together?

           “Does it taste as crazy as it sounds?”

[tasteyourdread]

Doubt || Emma & Jabbers

[operationwhiteswan]

The humans and their stupid swords. Part of her wanted to antagonize the woman until she lashed out, just to show off, but they were too early in the game. “Not a lot of blonde girls coming and going, you know. And I hear you people. Jabber, jabber, jabber, all your jabbering, and you never think to look,” she vanished, reappearing on a low branch above Emma’s head, “up.” Her lips pulled back in a mock form of a smile, “My, my, my… alright so afraid, and we haven’t even started.”

None of this seemed to make sense. This.. person, she assumed, seemed to know her without even a question. And, the feathers indicated a bird of sorts, but their demeanor suggested a human. Emma jumped slightly as they disappeared and reappeared above her on a nearby branch. She walked backwards slightly and moved her sword slightly in front of her. "Started? What are you talking about?" Emma realized her fear might have been obvious, but why was that their main concern?

[operationwhiteswan]

                It had been difficult to figure out their current plight. Emma wasn't all that skilled in Greek Mythology, and she had to rely mostly on others to inform her about certain things. The worst part was, they weren't quite sure what curveballs Hades would throw at them. Her thoughts were interrupted by the figure that had run into the middle of the road they were standing in. It was hard to miss the colorful figure in the midst of the darkness. It didn't take long for her to realize who had joined them. "Elsa! Hey!" She ran towards her in fear that she would soon run in the other direction. Her guess was that she stayed hidden for a reason, or maybe she had just arrived and needed help.

                                                           "What the hell are you doing here?"

( elsa )

[dreamcatchersswan-blog]

"Do you have any ideas on the first labor yet?" - (operationwhiteswan)

David shook his head. He had been doing some research, but he wasn’t sure it was going to go the same way Hercules’ labors did. However, he knew what Hercules had done, and that was as good of a place to start as any. “Hercules’ first labor was the Namean Lion. I don’t know if Hades will give them to us in the same order, but if he does, we have our work  cut out for us.”

[operationwhiteswan]

She wasn't all that familiar with the labors Hercules' had to complete. All she knew was the Disney version of Hercules'. Even though she didn't grow up watching it with Henry, she had seen the movie. "Wait--- Just a lion? You can kill that with just a sword, or better.. we have magic." Magic that came with a price, but still magic. She would use it if she had to, but that was kind of hard when she didn't know what she would be using her magic on.

[shotthrxughhtheheart]

“This style is… different from what I recall…” Priscilla was still adorned in what she’d died in. Which was mostly leather and made for adventuring. Specifically for someone in the occupation of a thief. She was just sort of talking, a habit one got into when they were mostly alone for many many years. She didn’t realize anyone else was listening to her however.

[operationwhiteswan]

"Yeah, it's... it's actually not as dark as I was expecting. You're--- Jefferson's wife?" Or ex-wife? Or.. she didn't know what to call her. I mean, technically the saying was 'till death do us part, but this case was different. Jefferson had mentioned Priscilla and of course, he had reunited with his daughter after the curse, but she had never seen her for obvious reasons.

[musingxmemes]

Sᴇɴᴅ ᴍʏ ᴍᴜsᴇ “Hᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇᴠᴇʀ (...)”s. Tʜᴇʏ ᴄᴀɴ ᴏɴʟʏ ʀᴇᴘʟʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ‘ʏᴇs’ ᴏʀ ‘ɴᴏ’.

[operationwhiteswan]

As she watched him, his lips turned upwards - soft and subtle. It felt like she peered into his soul; it always felt like that and it felt so good. It made him feel wanted, needed, accepted. He could be himself around her and reveal truths that no one else knew. Although with admitting the repayment, he couldn’t help blush. “Well, yeah. I didn’t, My papa and me…it was just us and we were dirt poor…beyond dirt poor. We’d go to bed hungry some nights. On Neverland…it was me against that crazy ass nightmare,” he admitted. “After that, it was me, myself, and I. Then you came into my life. Gods. It felt like an angel came to me.”

Electric shivers trickled down his spine. Her touch. Oh her touch. It sent all thoughts from his head. For that brief moment, it was just her and him. Nothing mattered. Nothing existed. It was just them sitting by the fire enjoying each other’s company. “You are amazing, Emma. You have always been special. The second I saw you I feel in love. You stole my heart and I don’t want you to give it back,” he whispered, sliding closer to the mother of his son. “I wanted to give you the world. I wanted you to have everything you deserved and more. It killed me giving you up. But I never stopped believing in you or what you had to do. I knew. I knew you could do it. I loved you then and I love you now.”

Heart beating fast, he pressed his lips together and placed his platter of food to the side. He’d just revealed so much and saying those words filled him up. As she thanked him, his smile went sideways again and his nodded. But then Emma said something very unexpected. Never in a million years had he ever expected that nor had he ever felt more wanted. “Oh, Emma. I…I don’t know what to say,” he choked out. With shaking hands, he cupped her chin. Tilting her head ever so slightly, Neal leaned forward and kissed her with slow and gentleness. He removed one hand and cupped her lower back to offer support.

 The way he looked at her, it made her feel like it was only them in the entire world. Just them peering into each other's eyes. The old feelings she had for him continued to rush back as they made a connection and stayed in close proximity. No one had ever spoken to her so eloquently. No one had made her feel this special, not even Killian, though she hated to admit it to herself. You never forget your first. "Neal.. I love you, you know that. And, I know that I.. probably always will. I don't think I could ever express how happy you made me back then. It felt like us against the world." He brought out the honesty in her and the compassion she held back from everyone who tried to get close to her.

Her face curled into a smile when she realized how happy she made him. Of course he would come back with them. If Henry knew Neal was here, he would do the same, she was sure of it. When he died, it killed her, but this was her chance to repay him for his sacrifice.

Emma didn't have much time to react to his hand cupping her chin, because his lips deliberately followed. The kiss wasn't forceful, and it wasn't heated, they kissed as softly as possible. It was a kiss that said, "I love you." She felt his hand on her back and she was so surprised that she pulled back from it to make sure she was seeing this correctly. Her eyes looked into his as her hand moved from his shoulder to the bare skin along his throat. "I--.." Somewhere inside her, something told her that she shouldn't go any farther until she told him why she was here. She was technically still with Killian, and he was out there somewhere. What would people say if she was sitting here kissing her old boyfriend while she should be looking for Killian. But.. the more she looked at the man in front of her, the less she seemed to care about what everyone would say. All she knew was what she felt. "I-- think we should do that again."

[operationwhiteswan]

            Emma found herself laying down on her own bed. It was the Underworld, but that house still felt like a home. She figured what she had planned was a long shot, but she H A D to try. For a while, she laid there unable to lull herself to sleep, but eventually she closed her eyes. She started to think of why she was doing this. The fact that she might see him again, and maybe he could tell her something. Anything to help them. She tossed and turned in the bed for a minute until she settled on a comfortable position. Before she knew it, she was sleeping... dreaming. Her dreams were slow at first. It was the usual sort of dream, you were naked in your high school math class or riding a dinosaur. You can't really control what your subconscious comes up with. But, there was an instant where her subconscious subsided and her lucid dreams began. She could change things, and move freely in this dream. So much so, that it felt like it was real. That is, until she saw him. That meant he was alright, and that he was out there somewhere. In this vault of sorts. His figure became more prominent as she moved closer to him and she could clearly identify him.

                                                                        "Killian."

(killian jones)

[operationwhiteswan]

“Your hand looks heavy. Let me hold it for you.”

          “That’s the cheesiest line I have ever heard..”

[operationwhiteswan]

“I might be… for fun. What about you? You gotta scoreboard?”

"If I did--- I'm sure you'd be at the top."