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The Jail Cell Meme

You are now trapped in a jail cell. You may or may not know why or how you got inside of it; having been teleported into one due to the fickle whims of a resident deity is just as acceptable as getting arrested. (Maybe because of this?) You also might be innocent. If you're innocent and confused then it really sucks to be you.

You have company. Their circumstances might be the same or different from your own. But you're stuck together for a while.

What do you guys do?

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[neverneverlandboy]

[ Hey, it's not like he was the one who locked you in, he's just taking advantage. Don't blame him. He pushes his hair back as he glances over at the sheriff halfway though grabbing a stabler.]

You'd actually be surprised what you can do with a pair of handcuffs. [ He said with a chuckle.] Besides, not like I'm about be arrested am I?

[cursebroken]

Sure you're not- but as soon as I get out of here you better have a good hiding place.

[She'll find you- or at least she'll try. Shouldn't be too hard to locate a pickpocket- she almost wishes he'll try sneaking something from Gold's shop- ...but she's not sure if she wants to wish his wrath on anyone.]

But trust me, stealing isn't going to get you far for long. You'll get caught eventually. Trust someone who knows from experience.

[neverneverlandboy]

No worries about that, I always do find the best hiding places.

[ And he's just pulling open a few more draws now, what else is around here? And he tried to steal something from Gold's shop but it was'nt exactly stealing if it was already his.]

Words of wisdom from the savior? Should I be flattered? [ There was that impish grin as he walks towards the blond now.]

[cursebroken]

[Not much, unless he's interested in files on people who have been inmates here. She's going to ignore that quip for now, leaning back slightly when he steps over. Might as well try to squeeze some information out of him before he slips away.]

..So who are you anyway? ...I haven't seen you around here before.

[He definitely seems to be quite sure of himself at least- but if he was calling her the savior, then he had to be someone from Storybrooke.]

[neverneverlandboy]

[ Well files on Regina are always a good read. That's for sure. The teenage boy tilts his head, his wild long hair falling to one side as he chuckles at the question.]

That's sort of a hard question to answer those days, is'nt it?

[ Well, it's not like he can LEAVE storybrooke.]

And I've been around, just because you haven't noticed, doesn't mean I haven't.

[cursebroken]

[Definitely, but sue her for being curious. She just wants to know what fairy-tale character she's talking to this time.]

I'd believe that, but only so many people can fit into this town. I was betting I'd run into you all eventually.

But I'm guessing you're not going to give up your identity so easily, are you?

[neverneverlandboy]

Now, why would I do a thing like that? [ He wiggled his fingers as he walked back and picked up Emma's sheriff jacket and started going though the pockets.]

Isn't it more fun for to guess? Henry would. [ he mused softly, the kid was'nt half bad. He could almost be a lost boy.]

[cursebroken]

[Ooh you're lucky she's stuck in this cell. Not like she's really got anything of much value in there though. Her gaze narrows instinctively at his last words.]

..How do you know Henry?

[neverneverlandboy]

[ He does, however, fish out her car keys with a interested look.] ...nah. [ Why on earth would he want that? He glances over at her with a little smirk.]

Everyone knows Henry. The boy with the book. Son of the woman who broke the curse? Not to mention Regina.. [ dropped the jacket back on the table as he folded his arms over his chest with a press of his lips. He raided most of anything useful.]

[cursebroken]

[She purses her lips when she sees him grab her car keys, her grip on the bars tightening.]

Oh- sorry, guess that should have been obvious.

[Comes her flat response, her eyes cold now.]

...Now give those back.

[Or she'll make sure you regret it- once she gets out of here of course.]

[neverneverlandboy]

[ He arched an eyebrow at her reaction to the keys before looking over at them before back again.]

I...can't drive. So it's not like I need those. I prefer to fly. [ And there's a little hint to who he was, he walked towards the bar again.]

[cursebroken]

Can't be too careful kid. I've only got one car and I can't really afford to get myself another.

[She frowns a little. Fly..?]

...So you use magic.

[Sounds more like a statement than a question.]

[neverneverlandboy]

Being the sheriff does'nt pay huh? Grown ups.

[ He shook his head at that, before tilting his head.]

Fairy dust, actually. Which, is in short supply since your little trip.

[cursebroken]

Fairy dust huh...?

[She frowns a little, loosening her grip a bit on the bars.]

Yeah, you're probably not going to be doing any flying any time soon at this rate.

[neverneverlandboy]

Fairy dust and happy thoughts, which, a'nt exactly around much either.

[ He chuckled at that before walking forward a little.]

Peter. Peter Pan. Or Kurt. Thanks to that little spell.

[cursebroken]

[Well she had a hunch and now it's been confirmed. Everything makes sense now.]

Peter Pan....

[Emma sighs heavily, watching that knowing grin grow on his face.]

So I'm guessing you haven't met Hook yet then?

[Well- ..not here at least.]

[neverneverlandboy]

[ Way to throw him a curve ball lady, his face is just going to fall for a moment.] What on earth do you know about that pirate? As charming as he is..

He's not around, right?

[cursebroken]

[She watches him carefully, having to resist smiling at the look on his face.]

Trust me kid, I know more than I want to about him.

[Then she simply shrugs.]

Guess that depends on your definition of around.