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ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇss ♕ ᴇᴍᴍᴀ sᴡᴀɴ ([personal profile] uncurse) wrote in [community profile] ataraxionlogs2014-09-10 04:51 pm

open-ish | i'm just trying to find my way to you

CHARACTERS: EMMA SWAN and HOOK, SIX; and GOLD; others as they happen
LOCATION: Medical Bay ; Floor 013 ; others as they happen
WARNINGS: None
SUMMARY: Catch-all for September closed logs.
NOTES: If you wanna hit Emma up for anything, feel free to drop your own starter in this post, or get in touch with me.
alionsheart: (and I kicked his ass!)

[personal profile] alionsheart 2014-10-21 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
[ He's only too happy to change the subject, not wanting to make things uncomfortable for her. The point of having drinks together is to unwind, not add any undue stress. ]

It is. And though I haven't yet had the pleasure to know your boy terribly well, he's a good lad. I look forward to knowing him better once we've all found our way home.
alionsheart: (You were never serious about the craft)

[personal profile] alionsheart 2014-10-26 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
Children, I think, have a way of being better than their parents. Though in Henry's case, I happen to see quite clearly that he's very loved and supported by a wonderful family.

[ He doesn't know all of the bad stuff, of course, but he's also not naive, he knows Regina was once the evil queen. Still, he prefers to focus on the positive. ]

I truly believe we'll both see our boys again.
alionsheart: (I repeated the computer)

[personal profile] alionsheart 2014-10-26 05:01 am (UTC)(link)
Nor will I. Surely our tenacity combined will prove eventually to be fruitful.

[ A parent never gives up on trying to get back to their child, after all, no matter what it takes. ]

And while we remain trapped here, we can at least indulge in moments like this, sharing a drink and each other's company.
alionsheart: (a bit of daytime drinking;)

[personal profile] alionsheart 2014-10-26 06:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[ And Robin raises his glass, deciding to make it a toast of sorts. ]

Well. To us, I say. And the children we love rather madly.

May our paths, wherever they may lead us here, eventually bring us home.