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OPTIONAL SCENARIOS

01. ARRIVING IN THE DRABWURLD.
The Seelie and Unseelie courts welcome you with mirthful revelry and hearty food. After you have been briefed on your purpose here, you will find an endless feast and a night filled with entertainment to placate your concerns. Mingle with new arrivals, sneak down the castle halls and make sure your eyes are always on your glass; fairies and imps have no bias when it comes to tricks!

02. THE STATION.
Looking for a little slice of home? The Station gives you all that and more. Take advantage of the wifi, have a cup of fairy-brewed coffee (the one they didn't spit in) or sit back and relax on the patio. You can even move your things into one of the available rooms!

03. WILDCARD.
Your own scenario! Explore the Drabwurld or simply take advantage of your Locket!

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[She wishes she could say the idea of being swept to another world entirely was foreign to her. A couple of years ago, it would have been -- she would have written the whole thing off as crazy and pinched herself until she woke up, except for the whole thing where fairy tales were actually real and so was magic and other worlds and waking up wouldn't have solved anything.

The feast itself seems too good to be true. She doesn't eat, deciding not to trust it, though she does take a glass of wine with her. She's always preferred beer, but if she can bring herself to trust the alcohol, she has the feeling she's going to need it. Leaning against the wall in the corridor outside the dining hall, she wrinkles her nose as she sniffs at her glass, trying to decide if there's anything off about it before taking a sip.

Screw it. Like it can get much worse than kidnapped by imps. She tips her glass back just enough to take a single sip, grimacing at the taste before lowering it and setting it aside. On second thought, not worth it.

Arms folded, she looks back towards the dining hall itself, eyes narrowed shrewdly as she takes in those assembled. Looks like their hosts brought in all sorts. She snorts to herself, shaking her head.]

Wish they'd cut it out with the dog and pony show. I don't think anyone here is all that impressed.

[they might be years apart in age but they both share a certain amount of skepticism in all of this. And coming from two ladies who are familiar in magic, that's really saying something]

No, I think you're right about that.

[Emma's not about to turn her back on someone who seems to see things her way, regardless of age.]

Imps are never a good sign, and these fairies are like nothing I've ever seen.

[She's used to them being dressed as nuns, however, so that's not saying a whole lot.]

Think they'll slip and we'll get a glimpse of what this place is really like? Generally speaking, if anything seems too good to be true, it probably is -- and being thrown a freaking party after being kidnapped is definitely too good to be true.

True. The best way to make a person lower their guard is to pretend being friendly with them.

[yeah, that tactic has been used on her family before. Not amused]

If these fairies are like the ones in stories, the last thing we'll want to do is eat their food.

Tried and true tactic. Most people will fall for it, if you're persistent enough. Not everyone is suspicious by nature.

[But she is, and in a big way. She frowns, looking back towards the feast.]

I didn't touch any of it. Think they'd bring us all the way here to poison us, though?

I really don't know. The last two times I was magicked to other worlds, I was needed for war. If that's the case this time, I hope I can have my bow back.

This isn't a first for you.

[Not quite a question -- but good. Her, neither. That'll make things easier.]

I don't know, you think they're interested in arming us? I don't know a whole lot about fairies beyond their magic being pretty damn powerful.

No, not at all. In fact, my siblings and I just ended a great battle before I was taken here.

[she frowns in thought] It's difficult to say. I don't know fairies as well as fauns, dryads or centaurs.

[ david's roughly one-billionth as naturally suspicious as emma is, but that doesn't change the fact that they've got similar tactics. he doesn't eat the food, tolerating the party just long enough to make sure he hasn't missed a familiar face in the crowd. he hardly lasts a few minutes before he gives up and ducks out into the hallways, intent on ignoring the distraction and seeking out the people responsible.

he's about to set off in one direction when a voice from the other catches him up short, and though there are far too many concerns to take this situation lightly— no snow, for one— he can't help the slight grin as he responds. ]

I don't know if I'd say that. Actually, it kind of reminds me of home.

[Of all the possible familiar faces, David's is one of the most welcome. Despite their current predicament and the almost overwhelming number of unknown factors involved, Emma manages to crack a small half-smile in reply when she hears his voice.

There's someone with a good head on his shoulders, at least.]

No offense, but your home isn't exactly the kind of place I want to be reminded of right about now. I've been there. Curses and ogres. Not a lot else going on.

It has its perks. [ like the eternal optimism only fairy tale heroes are capable of, for one. ] But I'm not sure I can say the same for this place.

[ it's said very nicely, considering it's a dig at their hosts, leaning on cautious observation rather than any hard sarcasm. david casts a glance back into the room before his attention returns to emma, and it's then that it occurs to him that things have gone more awry than he originally thought. ] You remember me.

[ captain obvious. but the implication's there: showing up here could just be a mistake of the curse breaking, but emma remembering anything about him and his home means the spell didn't work, either. ]

Don't know, I think some of us are very impressed. And hungry.

[Just to make a point, Will grabs an apple off a nearby table and takes a large bite. Yeah, this place was definitely better than a bottle that lacked a toilet.]

It's my experience that the best thing to do is enjoy the free fun while you can.

[And try very hard not to think about the trouble that's probably not too far behind or the trouble that you left.]

I wouldn't eat that if I were you.

[Both eyebrows shoot up in warning, though he's already taken a bite by the time she gets the words out. She shifts her weight from one foot to the other, giving a shrug.]

Free fun is one thing, but aren't fairies known for being tricksters? Not sure I'm all that eager to dig in. Who knows what the food's got in it.

[Right, she has a point. He not-so-discreetly spits out the bite to the side and tosses the apple behind him. One mistaken bite shouldn't make him feel too different.]

More like annoying. Break up with one and they hold a grudge for life.

[He tried to see things from Silvermist's side, but he still didn't see the problem]

So, what do you make of all this?

[ Belle has been exploring, simple as that, and been near desperate to find more people that she recognises, at least. She's found Bae and that was the top of her list, admittedly, because he was her family. But now she wants to see if anyone else was transported here, if it was just them (and, secretly, a part of her hopes that she can see Rumplestiltskin here. There was a chance, she was certain of it).

What does strike her is a flash of blonde that is all too familiar to her - Miss Swan, Baelfire's ex, the mother of his son --- ]

Emma?

[They've never had the chance to get to know each other well, never been especially close, but Emma recognizes Belle's voice all the same. The accent is hard to forget, and if she's being honest, whether they're actually friends or not she's glad to see someone she recognizes. Particularly someone who's not exactly inexperienced when it comes to being swept away between worlds, so to speak. Someone familiar with magic.]

Belle.

[She turns to face her, arms still folded, though some of the tension eases from her shoulders.]

So they brought you along, too. You okay?

[ Belle brightens instantly, relaxing and feeling the weight of panic fall from her shoulders. Henry's mother is here, that had to be a good thing, surely? The Saviour was here, someone with that kind of power and who could barter that level of respect, even from Rumple - it couldn't be a bad thing even if their situation wasn't entirely welcome. ]

I was expecting to be home, not - wherever this is. But I'm fine, just a little confused.

[ She pauses again, stepping forward and resisting the urge to reach out and touch Emma's arm, comforting. Emma doesn't seem to need much comfort. ]

Have you seen Bae yet?

[ Unsurprisingly, she's not very hungry. That tends to happen when she's uprooted from her home and dropped somewhere incredibly unfamiliar and full of fairies and imps who like to play tricks.

Bella's past the point of being surprised by creatures from storybooks (and nightmares) being real - not that it makes her happy to learn about it every time she does. Not at all.

She's nearby when Emma speaks, knowing it was probably said more to herself than outright to anyone else, but still commenting. ]

I'm kinda impressed. [ Not necessarily in a good way. Just in...a way she hasn't quite figured out yet. ] I never imagined this - [ Meaning all the different kinds of people and creatures and the like. ] was possible. Even if I knew that sometimes fairy tales and legends can be a little true.

Yeah, well don't let them overheard that. Saying you're actually swayed by this crap is the same as painting a giant target on your back.

[Emma is an absolute ray of sunshine right now. Kidnappings are her absolute favorite, and foreign magic -- or magic of any kind -- naturally runs a close second.]

'A little true' is an understatement, believe me.

[She's the Savior, she knows.]

Have to admit, though, I don't know a whole lot about fairies. Other than trusting them being an incredibly bad idea.

[ Bella gives the woman a look, curious about her wording. She half expected most of the people around to be really having a hard time absorbing the 'fairy tales are real!' part of this whole ordeal, but so far it doesn't seem like it. ]

From what I've read, I think you're right. [ She offers a small smile. ] You sound like you're used to this kind of thing.

[ Bella's just a tiny bit relieved nobody's tried to take a bite out of her yet. She half expects it when she's confronted with previously assumed imagined characters and species come to life. ]

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Emma Swan | Once Upon a Time

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