I'm glad to reinforce any wards on my shop. Free of worry that the common people will come to steal my things, well, the things in my shop.
No doubt they'll be back for them once they remember theyrn't with 'em.
My newly strengthened wards are tested mere minutes after I finish, and on the pirate too. He's flung back at least two feet. That'll make people trying to steal from us more entertaining~Nhehe
"Dad." I was too focused in who it reacted to I missed who it let in. Bae.
"Bae.." You love too many people with names that start with B. Is it some kink?
"We're going to try and use her goals against her. That includes you and Regina. If you hate town meetings so much come to Emma's." That was the plan, that or a call. I find mobile devices are quite convenient.
"What the BLOody HeLL was that??" I giggle at his dismay. I wonder where he's found his stay?
"Had to make sure none but my own blood can enter. Some things in there are less than safe." The pirate stands dusting himself off.
"Right well, I can't see that stopping Cora but cute party trick." It may not..
See! He thinks you should stop being such a wimp too!
"I came to get you. The others didn't think you'd agree." You should stay away from them, you'll curse them. It's what you do.
"I'll come." I'm sure I'll regret it.
"Good you got him, I told you he'd be here." The Swan's tone implies they've been having this conversation for a while now.
"Here I Am.." The plan should be to throw you in one of those lovely one way dimensions, you won't hurt anyone then.
"Great. Now we can talk about how to stop my deranged mother from killing everyone I love so that I only have her.." That's a great deal of understanding I'm fairly sure she hadn't before now.
She's been seeing the light. Living with the savior. Henry as well no doubt.
"We could find a way to deal with her that keeps everyone safe." Now that I doubt.
"She's not going to quit because of the power of love kisses and rainbows." That is one percent wrong, as halfwitted as it may be. Love has great amount of power.
"That isn't true. Altho, our options are not going to include talking her down. Sorry your majesty." Snow's glare is as ironically fire as ever.
"-and what do you suggest? Turning her into a frog? Stealing her memories maybe?" I think those are far too lax.
She needs to be stomped out of existance. Torn from anything she holds dear. Even if death would be mercy.
She posese too big a threat.
"I suggest we use her love for her daughter, if she can lower her guard. The rest of you can use that time to get rid of her." All but Regina and Hook are giving me a disapproving look.
"We aren't like you. If we can take her down without killing her. We should." Yes, of course not. Not immortal. Not cursed. Not The Dark One.
Would kill. Have hurt. Will torture. Take power away from magical creatures. They're hyporites.
Maybe."Not everything can be solved with Killing and maiming."
"'Can't see us avoiding it. I'd much rather stay far away from her." Killain chimes in leaning on a counter, picking at his hook. The picture of nonchalance.
"Too chicken?" Swan pokes fun at, she knows exactly, why not.
"Chicken of the sea they call me." He grins.
Oh how eventful this has been. Sooooo helpful. Really. Everything is clear now.
"Oh please, stop. I'm going back to my son. We'll talk about the details later." Regina shudders at the sparks between the two.
It won't work.
You're too weak.
You'll make it worse.
She'll reach into you and it will all have been for -
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I have little else to try. Sending it to some other demension is unwise, I can't guarantee it wouldn't be found. I can't give it to anyone, I have none I trust that much.
Barrying it feels too simple.
She hasn't found it yet..
Yeah~Let's move it, and when we're taking it out of the ground she can rip it from our hands and use us to kill Bae.
Bae then Swan. Snow and Charming. Save Hen-My claws have cut all the way through..
The cricket would tell me it's unhealthy. Spiralling is worse. I'll heal anyhow.
What's a little blood between...friends
..The roses have wilted. Like they knew I would have to dig them up. The dirt is rich. The fact that this has worked for so long makes me wonder if I wasted all my efforts in the past. The relief I feel when my hands meet the hilt of my blade is just as strong as the queerness of feeling my hand on the hilt.
Don't do it.
She'll get it.
Quit now.
Put it down.
Don't pull it out.
No one will Know.
You're too much of a cowar-I clean off the blade in my sink. I'm going to seal it in my neck. It's harder to grab the way she does hearts.
As my dagger touches my throat it absorbs into it, the feeling isn't.. as distressing as I would hope. It's done. No, Cora taking it as I dig it up. No, sudden loss of autonomy.
It went well. As far as you know.
Sealing it in my body has left a mark, it's...a joke. A bad one. There is a gold imprint, the same as the ones on the blade itself. Give or take my name.
Very inconspicuous.