@harleycide
An awakening in a peculiar city would be more than unnerving for most, but even the Fable found herself bolting up with a start. Events gone by flashed through her mind, in a blur. She shouldn’t be here... but she was, and there didn’t seem to be a logical reason for it.. Yet that didn’t matter. Now she had a chance to get her own back, to sow the seeds of chaos where she could. Which was exactly why she wasted no time in exploring, checking herself for weaponry, and although finding herself devoid of it, continuing on. After all, she needed to get back home as soon as possible, and given who she was... that was hardly going to be difficult. Mary believed that soon she’d have the information on events that she desired, and that she’d return to eradicate the Big Bad Wolf for good...
Almost effortlessly she located the first reflective surface she could, taking a brief glance around before stepping through it, aiming to transport herself back to the Crooked Man.
Except, she didn’t find herself anywhere near home, a fact she didn’t notice right off the bat. Yet as she lingered in the mirror, reaching towards its surface in preparation to leave, she noted a complete stranger lingering nearby. A girl if she wasn’t mistaken, clad in red and black. Heh. Certainly not someone she recognised, but she didn’t exactly look like the average Mundy either....
Smiling to herself, she took little notice of whether or not the other was paying attention to the mirror, and finally stepped out of it, brushing off her clothes idly as she did so. Huh. Looking around now, this certainly didn’t appear to be where she wanted to go. Now how the Hell did she get here?
“Either someone like you decided it’s a smart idea to whisper my name to a mirror, or there’s something about this place that I don’t quite know. Whatever the answer is, seeing as I’m not a big fan of either, things might just turn nasty...”