First Person: [ She gasps loudly as her eyes snap open, shooting and sitting. Her hand grips at her chest and, for a few moments, all she can do is gasp for air. Her senses take a while to finally let her register her surroundings. She is sitting across a seat in one of the train’s cabins. No one else with her, not a soul to be seen or heard. She stands, legs shaking, slowly making her way out of the train and onto the station.
Words roll in her throat but it takes some strain to get them out.]
Hel-
Hello?
[ Where is she? Where is everyone? Killian, the crew, the ship, the-
Rumplestiltskin.
Her hand is still on her chest, but, at least, her legs seem to slowly remember how to work properly without risking taking a fall.
Is this another trick? An illusion? What has he done?]
Hello?
Is anyone there?
[She needs to go back. There’s no time to waste.]
Third Person: She calmly strode her way through the city, observing her surroundings. The strong, red buildings that harbored creatures from many kinds and many worlds. She never thought she’d find herself in this kind of place; not even in her wildest dreams.
At first, she was admittedly afraid; it’s not everyday that you’re thrown into a place with creatures you can barely recognize as human, if at all. She thought of this as some elaborate illusion, maybe even some concept of “afterlife”, but it was all too real. She can’t begin to think of how this may have happened, but it didn’t matter now.
She sat at the bar, raising her hand to order whatever she could get. Apparently, money wasn’t an issue; well, that was one of the nice things in this place, she supposed. A drink without payment was a good a perk as any.
All things considered, it wasn’t too bad. One of the first things to consider was that fact that she was alive. She wasn’t alone, either; she found her loved one living here as well, free from harm. Along with him, so was the source of her problems...but only those of the world behind her. But none of this erased the fact she had a whole new world to explore, one of wonders she couldn’t even imagine, even if she tried. She always wished to unravel the unknown, to travel to faraway places, to sees things she had never seen before. This certainly wasn’t what she expected but, if you looked at it the right way, wasn’t it an upgrade?
These thoughts brought with them a new wave of excitement with them. She had a new chance and new opportunities, all gifts by some mysterious hand of fate. And who was her to look a gifted horse in the mouth?
A smirk took over her lips as she put down her glass. There was no point to look at this in a dark manner. Might as well take what life gives you and make the most of it. The real adventure was just about to begin.
“Barkeep. How about a round for the house?” And she pushed her glass towards him.
Re: { [Canon] Milah || Once Upon a Time || no reserve || 2 of 2 }
[ She gasps loudly as her eyes snap open, shooting and sitting. Her hand grips at her chest and, for a few moments, all she can do is gasp for air. Her senses take a while to finally let her register her surroundings.
She is sitting across a seat in one of the train’s cabins. No one else with her, not a soul to be seen or heard. She stands, legs shaking, slowly making her way out of the train and onto the station.
Words roll in her throat but it takes some strain to get them out.]
Hel-
Hello?
[ Where is she? Where is everyone? Killian, the crew, the ship, the-
Rumplestiltskin.
Her hand is still on her chest, but, at least, her legs seem to slowly remember how to work properly without risking taking a fall.
Is this another trick? An illusion? What has he done?]
Hello?
Is anyone there?
[She needs to go back. There’s no time to waste.]
Third Person:
She calmly strode her way through the city, observing her surroundings. The strong, red buildings that harbored creatures from many kinds and many worlds. She never thought she’d find herself in this kind of place; not even in her wildest dreams.
At first, she was admittedly afraid; it’s not everyday that you’re thrown into a place with creatures you can barely recognize as human, if at all. She thought of this as some elaborate illusion, maybe even some concept of “afterlife”, but it was all too real. She can’t begin to think of how this may have happened, but it didn’t matter now.
She sat at the bar, raising her hand to order whatever she could get. Apparently, money wasn’t an issue; well, that was one of the nice things in this place, she supposed. A drink without payment was a good a perk as any.
All things considered, it wasn’t too bad. One of the first things to consider was that fact that she was alive. She wasn’t alone, either; she found her loved one living here as well, free from harm. Along with him, so was the source of her problems...but only those of the world behind her. But none of this erased the fact she had a whole new world to explore, one of wonders she couldn’t even imagine, even if she tried.
She always wished to unravel the unknown, to travel to faraway places, to sees things she had never seen before. This certainly wasn’t what she expected but, if you looked at it the right way, wasn’t it an upgrade?
These thoughts brought with them a new wave of excitement with them. She had a new chance and new opportunities, all gifts by some mysterious hand of fate. And who was her to look a gifted horse in the mouth?
A smirk took over her lips as she put down her glass. There was no point to look at this in a dark manner. Might as well take what life gives you and make the most of it. The real adventure was just about to begin.
“Barkeep. How about a round for the house?” And she pushed her glass towards him.