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 Posted: Jul 4 2017, 12:41 AM
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AGGGGHH!!!

Jefferson ducked as a huge winged beast seemed to swoop past him, rolling himself over onto his back to try and take a better look at his attacker as it erupted with a shrill sort of a scream. He quickly clamped his hands over his ears, and not wanting to stick around long enough to get eaten by…whatever the hell that thing was, he hurled his whole body off the yellow bricked road he had been following and straight down a steep hill. Somehow managing to hold onto his hat as he fell.

Rolling down, faster and faster until he hit a tree with a loud thud. Great. He let out a pained groan as he waved his arm pathetically trying to focus on the environment around him, and also to grab onto something to help to pull himself up. The screeching still hadn’t gone away, and if anything now there seemed to be a lot more of these strange creatures up in the air. By the looks of things, he should have really packed some sort of a travel guide to Oz as this was definitely not the warmest of welcomes he had experienced from any of the realms he had been to. Thankfully, he still had his portal hat with him at least.

”Ugh.” holding onto one of the tree’s branches, he managed to scramble to his feet. His eyes widening as he watched the swarm of winged monkey’s above him. Monkeys. He had literally only just got here and things were already not going well for him. But, he couldn’t let some silly monkeys spoil his trip within the first five minutes of his arrival. All he had to do was find some way around them right? He glanced around him, all the trees looked the same, as if they were designed to be some perfect maze. A maze he knew he would likely get very lost in, which had been why he was following that lovely little yellow brick road on top of the hill.

And so, readjusting the scarf around his neck he strode back up the slope in a huff. Dusting the dirt and odd leaves from his jacket as he went, hoping to dear God that these monkeys didn’t eat human which suddenly now seemed entirely likely. Still, he safely made it back onto the road.

For a matter of seconds.

An ear splitting screech sounded behind him causing him to break into a sprint, determined to not throw himself at any more trees. However, this time he was not so fortunate. A sudden impact hit him as one monkey’s clawed hands somehow managed to grab him by the shoulders and pull him upwards off the ground. “Gerrrofff!” he struggled under the beasts vice grip, the feeling of not being on the ground making his stomach do a dozen back flips all at once. This was certainly not his lucky day. For once, a simple ‘Welcome to Oz’ would have done nicely, being monkey lunch didn’t exactly seem as appealing.

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 Posted: Jul 21 2017, 12:29 PM
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The evening sky was stained with them - thrashing feathers and glittering yellow-white teeth. Down on the ground they were a blemish, a bruise of dark cloud over a snippet of the Yellow Brick Road. But here, with the wind in her face and her hands tight around her broom, Zelena could see what they really were. Flying monkeys. Almost all of her stock, in fact; although some remained in the Emerald City to guard her stronghold against attacks in her absence, most were here, following the trace with wild hoots and cries like a pack of hounds eager for the chase.

And they would be. She had tried before, had sent out her winged envoys to take this man and drag him back to her emerald throne at the heart of Oz - but every time, the bloody hatmaker had got away. Her anger had known no bounds. And who wouldn’t get angry? Even her most trusted servants couldn’t be trusted. A few flayed monkey skins later and he would turn up somewhere else in Oz, only to disappear just as quickly to realms far away. He was slippery, hard to get pin down. When he was here in Oz she had to take her chance - take it, and strangle the life out of it. So now?

Now she had come personally.

Their cackles and screeches could be heard for miles around. The noises sounded just the same as any other animal to the other inhabitants of Oz; indecipherable, meaning nothing but base communication like a dog's bark or a bird's call. All the average peasant knew of the monkeys was the plainest meaning of all, of death and destruction and the Wicked Witch of the West. In that their language was obvious, startlingly so, and their screams and howls were often enough to clear the way for Zelena wherever she had to go - traffic didn't exist, not with the flap of oily-black wings overhead. But in terms of actually understanding their speech? It wouldn't do to have servants and not know what they were saying or what they meant. She could understand their whoops and whistles easily enough.

So when one monkey wheeled through the air towards her, shrieking, her lips broadened into a smile. Ah. They had him. She swooped down, her feet smoothly planting on the yellow brick as another monkey landed beside her. She took the gnarled broom in one hand, looking up to her captive and where he was hung. "Jefferson! We meet at last." Her green skin, lipstick and red hair contrasted sickly against the yellow of the path - bright colours that were never, never, meant to mix. "Don't squirm. My beautiful ones might mistake you for their food." Her hand went to stroke the head of the monkey by her side, but the animal cowered as though expecting a hit. "Welcome to Oz."

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 Posted: Jul 26 2017, 02:02 PM
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So now he officially hated monkeys (with wings!?) with a passion.

Like, of course it would be just his luck to end up being the one to get caught by one of these beasts. Things wouldn’t even be that bad if their screeches were a little less…screechy? And their claws weren’t exactly gentle, in fact the way he was hung from them was entirely uncomfortable, even painful. However hard he struggled against them, he simply could not break free.

Anyway, even if he could escape from them he’d only fall. And from this height, a fall like that would be very unpleasant. Broken legs wouldn’t really be useful in helping him to escape from these creatures for a second time round, and if he was going to somehow try to get out of this place. He would quite like his attempt to be a success, as whatever this monkey business was, couldn’t be good. Didn’t exactly make him want to get a holiday home in this realm. This was clearly not a place he would ever want to stay in for longer than he had to, but since he still had his hat (somehow he’d actually managed to hang onto that in all this mess) he was hopeful that he would be able to get home once he was freed. These monsters couldn’t hold onto his shoulders forever right? They’d have to put him down at some point. If only for a moment, and he just hoped that when they did, it wasn’t to eat him.

Nobody would fancy being monkey lunch after all.

It wasn’t long before he noticed another figure in the swarm of monsters, someone on a broomstick seemed to be approaching him and his captor. He frowned as they neared, his winged monkey lowering him slightly to hover back above the yellow brick road to join this….this green person as she landed. This really wasn’t good at all. He supposed whoever this was, had intended on capturing him. But for what? He certainly didn’t recognise them on sight. Although, he did have a fair idea of who this woman, no, witch was. He didn’t live completely under a rock after all. And from these monkeys, the woman’s green complexion and the fact that she was wielding a broomstick of all objects lead him to believe that he could very well be in the company of the Wicked Witch of the West.

Just great.

He swayed a little where he was hung, staring at the road as she announced his name and smirked. Almost filling him with pride that she knew of him, not that her knowing was a good thing for him. But hey, who wouldn’t enjoy a little fame? The name ‘Jefferson’ had clearly made it to the not so wonderful Land of Oz, which was quite an achievement to him. And so he raised his head to grin at her, awkwardly raising his arm as if to bow in sarcasm, which was unsuccessful given the fact that claws were still pinned into his shoulders preventing him from raising his arms high enough. Anyhow, he nodded at her advice thinking it best to heed it. Since he was still completely helpless against these creatures, and being monkey food still wasn’t one of his top ten things to do in Oz. But by the looks of things, these ‘beautiful’ creatures would be the least of his worries with her being here.

“I appreciate the welcome” he chuckled to himself, as well, that had been what he wanted. Although the circumstances of said welcome, he would have preferred to have been much different. Ironically, a welcome doesn’t exactly feel as welcoming when you are someone’s captive. “I’m not overly fond of the flying though – hurts the shoulders” he grinned broadly, he guessed he’d be let down only if she wanted him to be. As it seemed that these creatures actually feared her, and probably with plenty of reason at that. He very much doubted that she had captured him for his good looks too, if she had heard of him he could guess that she intended on using him, or rather, his hat. Still, he waited expectantly for whatever request she might have, as it would be a pleasant surprise to be asked nicely in his line of work.

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 Posted: Jul 28 2017, 08:05 AM
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So this was the man she'd been chasing. Zelena, her hands dragging through the wiry hair of the shaking monkey at her left, turned her head on one side as she looked at him. Someone to have eluded her too often for comfort was worth studying, after all. She didn't know quite what she had been expecting - she'd never actually seen the man before, only received reports from her monkeys and her spies. None of those had concerned themselves with his physical appearance, just the hat, the chase, how he had ultimately got away. He was remarkably cavalier considering his position, but so would anyone who had one too many lucky escapes. Her eyes flashed with amusement from his little sarcastic bow. She'd have fun breaking this one.

"Oh," she said with a smile, "I expect it would." She lapsed into silence as her gaze shot to the monkey holding him, raising her eyebrows. Despite saying nothing at all the winged simian, understanding somewhere in its terrified little brain the shift from the chase to interrogation, descended by a few metres. The dull beats of the monkey's wings thudded in a slow, even pulse. This wasn't for the captive's own comfort, naturally - he'd still be hanging there whether he liked it or not. What height he was at made little alteration at this little predicament. The difference was that she no longer had to crane her neck to look at him.

Priorities, and a casual show of power.

Not one she thought she'd really need, though. Her captive hadn't asked her name or asked who the hell had flying monkeys as servants. Or, even better, commented about her skin - the usual question that followed the other panic-stricken ones. Zelena had dealt with enough people to know the questions, the pleas, the begs others thought would win them favour, but yet none came from this man. He had to know who she was, then. And he should, going through her land as he did. The monkeys told her how the citizens of the West and beyond spoke of her - they called her wicked, sorceress, harpy. Something rhyming with 'witch' as well. This man knew who he was speaking to. Good. It spared her from having to make a...harsher demonstration.

"I would expect you were used to travel, though." She turned her eyes back to her captive. "You're far from home, Jefferson." Far from the land she, too, hailed from - far from the land where her sister still resided. That will soon change. How soon was a different matter altogether. She had different goals in mind - just for today. You could almost call it...research. "Don't lie about coming from Oz," she added sharply. "It's irritating for both of us. We both know you come from another realm entirely. But you like to pass through here, don't you? I shouldn't be welcoming you at all." As if Oz was a springboard to more exciting places. To Zelena it was that as well, but the red-haired witch's expression had shifted. "I wondered when you were going to introduce yourself. You kept snubbing my welcome parties." She gestured with a green hand to the monkeys above them, flapping in mid air like a vast audience. They wouldn't leave until she told them to.

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 Posted: Aug 7 2017, 03:33 AM
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Jeez his shoulders were going to ache like hell after all of this, and that was presuming that there was even an ‘after this’. When the monkey altered its position he wriggled his legs where he hovered, so terribly close to the ground although was still not able to reach it from this height, almost teasing him, being lowered was obviously not at all for his benefit. He let out a frustrated little huff, wanting to complain about the lack of care she had for handling her captive. But he supposed that was the whole point of being someone’s prisoner, you weren’t exactly going to let them enjoy the whole experience by catering for their every need.

And if even her pets were scared of this Witch (and a strange choice of animal they were), then that was a good indication that he should try to be as well. That is if he wanted to stay in one piece, something he very much wanted to be. His business of thievery probably wouldn’t be quite the same if he were missing the odd limb or two, would make the whole thing tricky even. Still, if his captor needed him, surely they would be smart enough not to harm him in such ways, if only for their own benefit. This thought made him feel a little better, and the fact that he was still alive was a nice bonus too.

If one could shrug in the position he was in right now, he would have done just that. Since as long as he had his hat with him technically he was never too far from home, but he supposed being in an entirely different realm did make him far away. And it was a little unnerving that the green woman seemed to know all of this, as clearly she had done her research. Did he look like he was used to flying though? And he was certain he never would be, especially after this, he didn’t exactly feel safe floating in the air anyway. At least he was close enough to the ground now, making the idea of falling seem actually quite desirable. If that meant he could make an escape in doing so, which he very much doubted with the current situation and all.

“Why would I want to pretend I’m from here? he half laughed at the thought. Grinning widely, Oz wasn’t a place he enjoyed and so never wanted to visit for longer than he had to. Which was probably why he had managed to avoid bumping into many green Witches on his travels. “Well if I’d have known this was what I’ve been missing, I would have introduced myself sooner” his gaze travelled to view the whole ‘party’ that surrounded them and swallowed. Wondering how many of these creatures there actually were here, there was certainly too many for him to immediately count anyway. And if he couldn’t handle one, he pretty much had no chance with the whole lot of them. He sighed, “But if you don’t mind my asking, what do you want Witch?” he raised an eyebrow, “I doubt you want to keep me hanging here just because of my good looks?” Now that would be weird. But if he could just get whatever this was over with, without too much of the dramatic showing off of her authority here, he could hopefully soon be on his way. Maybe?

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 Posted: Aug 14 2017, 09:46 AM
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Oh, did that hurt? Zelena rolled her shoulders under the swathes of black fur in a kind of twisted sympathy. What being suspended so high up by flying monkeys would feel like she didn't know, and didn't particularly want to know. Her monkeys knew not to touch her or even be in her presence unless it was to be petted or stroked or as an outlet for her anger, and she hadn't had a rebellious one yet. No no no - that joy was reserved for her...guests. And going off dear Jefferson's reaction she hardly thought he wanted a repeat experience.

Good! This would be easier than she thought.

Or maybe not. She looked to her captive, waiting for some sort of response. Apparently all she was getting was a shrug. The witch's nails curled into the monkey's fur. She might've been in rare high spirits but she didn't like it when her hostages were silent. She wanted something to respond to! It didn't matter whether they were living (barely), walking (half lame) and talking (croaking) pieces of information, or just playthings to toss about for half an hour in front of her: she wanted a response, not to be ignored. As much as she liked hearing her own voice - so light, so feminine - she did want to hear the screams of those she terrorised every so often, or the sweet sound of someone cooperating with her once they realised they had plenty to lose and she had all the time in the world to take it away from them.

And maybe he worked out that last one, because finally he spoke. What a miracle. And when he did she laughed, a derisive, sharp little noise. "Oh, I know," she said dryly as her good humour subsided, her voice dripping with sardonicism. "Oz is unique. Nothing quite...like it." At least he was honest, and she could be honest too. Oz may have been the place she grew up but she was aware of her realm's own...eccentricities. Perhaps the Gillikins or the Quadlings didn't know about how odd Oz was next to every other realm, but they had nothing to compare it to. She, on the other hand, had seen Regina's and the Hatter's world, through her magical spying. Oz barely made sense in comparison, and through that she took to seeing her land with a new lens. What realm could make sense that hosted a A B Sea Snake and a colour coded geography system? She shrugged. Oz was strange, but that wasn't the point. "Trying to cover your tracks? To protect your latest millinery? You tell me." She fixed him a blue stare. "But I wouldn't recommend lying to me." She would always find out. Always. And if he learnt that early on so much the better.

Jefferson should've been grateful. She was treating him nicely, wasn't she? Better than the average. Not everyone got a horde of flying monkeys as an entourage and not everyone got her coming out to see them personally. Zelena liked to stay in the castle whenever possible, far from prying eyes. But no - for him she'd paused her work for the day. Well. She reconsidered. Not for him, but what he could offer her. And oh, the things he could offer. And now he was in her clutches she could do anything...but she had something very particular in mind. It would be a shame to have to make this unpleasant.

Obviously the same thing was going through his head. The witch turned to see what he was looking at. The monkeys. She contemplated them for a moment. She could barely remember who they all were now - or who they had been before they'd been reduced to this. Someone who got in her way, or had just caught her eye while she was thinking of replenishing her own stock. Something like that - some casualty of the cause. She didn't have to know their names or their stories to make use of them. "I have a name," she said sharply, turning around to look at him. "I'd use it if I were you. If you know me as a witch you'll know my name too." The advantage of having 'the good' and 'the wicked' strapped on to your name. "..For my good looks?" A wan smile. "I'd treasure them while you can."

"I have you here, my mad little friend," she continued, with a little grin at his moniker, "Because you're going to do something for me. Or your bizarre fashion choices are, anyway." The witch turned over the handle of her broom in her green hands. "I need your hat." She raised her chin. "And you're going to give it to me. Now."

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 Posted: Sep 1 2017, 08:55 AM
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Okay, so note to self: Never one day decide to retire and live in the land of Oz, ever. This place was certainly one of the more stranger lands he’d visited, and far from enjoyable, so he never planned on staying for very long. And rightly so, clearly by this whole performance guests weren’t entirely welcome here. Or at least, he wasn’t. Well, perhaps with good reason. But all the same he’d have much preferred to be ‘welcomed’ by literally anyone else but her. No offense and all, but there were plenty of other ways the Witch could have caught his attention, kinder ways, not that he definitely would have listened to them anyway. So maybe this oh so lovely green woman had a point. Somewhere. But still, he couldn’t help but feel quite smug to the fact that this woman had gone to all this trouble just for him. It was quite a feat if he could say so himself, and in an odd way he was even proud. It was quite nice to receive some fame now and again, even if it was for the wrong reasons. And the lying… well, he’d been an honest man so far and until he had a reason not to be he would continue with that. Since his honesty could be just as fun as dishonesty. Plus, stretching truths didn’t actually count as lying right? Anyway, he wasn’t about to start making any promises to her of all people, but he nodded curtly all the same. Point taken.

“Oh of course! I suppose you would” the Wicked Witch of the West would have a name wouldn’t she? He almost giggled at the thought, since, she wasn’t just any old witch after all. And it was rude of him to assume so, however amusing her reactions might have been, this truly was none other than Zelena. He knew that much anyway. And he knew better than to continue trying to wind her up that way, because like she said he ‘treasured’ his good looks. So it would be a huge shame for him to ruin them for the sake of a joke. He didn’t doubt for one second that the woman might suddenly decide that he’d serve a better purpose as monkey lunch still. Or with her temper, enjoy some light entertainment at his own expense. Even though he might never stay in Oz for long, he’d been here long enough now to have heard stories of this woman. And he didn’t really intend on finding out how true they were, however interesting that might be.

Pfft! ‘Mad little friend’!? He shook his head, his mouth widening into a grin as she then went on to insult his fashion choices. This day was just getting better and better. “I think you’d find that it’s a matter of perspective, right now I think you appear to be the ‘mad’ one here” he muttered quickly in his defence, not that he really cared what people called him as a portal jumper that much. Or even needed to defend himself. Alike this witch seemed to prefer being a Zelena, he was much the same. Jefferson was the name he enjoyed, and to tag ‘Hatter’ or even ‘Mad’ along with it was a little irritating to say the least. Still, he supposed his moniker probably made a lot of sense and so he didn’t have to agree with it. But rather embrace it.

At the request for his hat, he let out a little squeal. Pulling his face up into a frown as he brought the hat to clutch to his chest stubbornly as he studied the woman. She wouldn’t be the first nor the last to require the use of his hat, and to tell the truth he was very protective of such a fine object. As would anyone who knew what it could do. Portals weren’t exactly the easiest of things to come by after all. “Nobody takes my hat.” He snapped, glaring at the woman in fake confidence. As really, there wasn’t anything he could actually do to stop her from taking it from him. But he and the hat were a two part deal, or at least he hoped so. You can’t have one without the other right? Things would be slightly better in a bad sort of a way if she needed him too, because not to boast or anything, he was probably a lot more experienced than she was with portals anyway. And he wasn’t about to lose his hat, no way. But if it would keep his limbs attached to his body, he supposed he would be prepared to make some kind of a deal. “But if you asked nicely, I’m sure we could come to some kind of arrangement that benefits both parties…” he winked, because of course he wasn’t going to give his services to just about anybody. He just hoped that this Witch could be somewhat reasoned with, and not decide that him dead would work better in her favour. That wouldn’t exactly be a desirable outcome from all of this.

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 Posted: Sep 6 2017, 12:45 PM
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Oh, she was getting a reaction now, wasn't she? Zelena was glad to see that this man's bravado quickly faded as she mentioned the hat. "Is there a problem?" she asked innocently, turning her head to one side with a little smile - as if she'd asked for nothing more than his coat. "Anything you want to tell me?" Her voice was sweet, light. Both of them knew it was more than that - of course it was - but she wasn't going to stop having fun. Resistance was expected. "Aww. However mad I seem, Hatter, I'll be even worse if you don't give me what I want. I hope you're not going to decide to be brave. I'd hate that."

And what she also hated was ultimatums. No one can. Nobody will. Impossible. Improbable. The unachievable. She'd heard them all. They grated on her, and so did this man's little outburst. Zelena shed the innocent act and looked up at him with a skeptical hand on her hip. "Really." She remained totally unswayed - in fact, a challenge glinted in her eyes. Is that so? Did he think that was going to stop her? No one had ever time travelled before either, but she was going to be the first person to do that too. Zelena was getting used to the 'nobody can do this' rhetoric, and had long since come to the conclusion that these nameless nobodies clearly didn't have the right motivation. Or the tools. Or the ruthlessness.

"I can and I will." She met his gaze without hesitating. "I can pry it out of your cold stiffening fingers, if that's what you'd prefer. I can arrange it that my beautiful ones lose their grip on your narrow little shoulders. Would you like that?" It wasn't the first time someone had chosen death than to cooperate. In fact, it was only her deliberate focus on Jefferson, without even a blink in the monkey's direction, that kept him up in the air. What could she say? They knew their mistress. And if he wanted to make this easy for her and give himself up, who was she to refuse him?

But no. He was trying to...bargain with her. "A deal?" She laughed. "You're hardly in a position to argue with me. Take a look around you." The green witch gestured out towards the forest they were in, the winding path of the Yellow Brick Road vining away into the distance. He was in her land now. Give or take a few lesser witches and Dorothy and her meddling munchkins. She swallowed that down. That little technicality didn't have to be mentioned to her new best friend. "You can run, but you can't hide from me." She looked back to him, suspended as he was above her. ""I'm being kind enough as it is. What more could you want?"

Or what more did he have the bravery to ask for?

Freedom, maybe? Safe escape out of this emerald tinted dump? His life, even? She didn't plan on giving him any of those things. Her gaze turned needlelike. "I've watched you. You've worked for the Evil Queen." Ugh. She always got to the toys first. "I could make her precious Hatter disappear..." Zelena had more of an inkling that he had served her sister before now. Some part of her wanted to put Regina's nose out of joint, even without her knowing it was her sister behind it - it didn't matter. She'd still be put at a disadvantage, wouldn't she? And Zelena, not Regina, would have the hat. Finally she'd have something her sister didn't. She'd be the one with a little plaything. The thought was enough to make her grin widen and she seriously considered the merits of putting him out of his misery....

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Brave? Ha! He was far from that and he knew it, he didn’t like to admit that he was a coward…and who would? But yes, he was not exactly a fighter, he was no use with any form of bravery, his whole routine was based on ‘running away’ in the best way possible. That was what he did all his life, so why should things change? Doing that had kept him alive so far, so surely that was him doing something right here? And anyway, he could only be somehwhat brave with his hat, with a portal at hand to swallow him up to another realm at any moment should he need. Handy right? That’s what truly made him…’brave’.

But hey, if that’s what she wanted to call him, he wasn’t about to correct her.

He swallowed at the witch’s words, as he had no intention to be killed. Or fall and break his legs for that matter either, so really, his options weren’t exactly…good. And maybe he was a little too confident in thinking he could reason with her, it wasn’t as if he hadn’t heard stories of her…’Wickedness’ after all. And he hadn’t really planned on, well, even ending up in this mess in the first place. And to say the least, he wished he hadn’t even bothered coming here. Oz was simply not worth the trouble. As Zelena was actually right, he was really not in the position to be arguing with her.

And so he sighed irritably, turning his neck to ‘admire’ the winding yellow brick road leading into the forests around him, raising his eyebrow and not offering a reply. That is, until she mentioned how kind she was being…KIND!?

He couldn’t help but splutter a cough in amusement, “Huh really? He shook his head, “Well, standing on my own two feet would be nice for one-“ he broke off his sentence abruptly as if remembering how scared he was, but still stupidly struggling to hide it so instead just gripped his hat tighter with his hands. Stubbornness. Yes, stubbornness was all he had here.

His eyes widened at the mention of the Evil Queen, and well, he was sure he wasn’t all that precious to her at all. But still he wriggled, wondering what this woman wanted with Regina….and if it was only to kill her, then ehh he hadn’t too much of a problem with that. But still, he frowned in confusion, “What business do you have with her?” as sure, he assumed that’s what this was about anyway by those words. Not that he was interested in whatever problems either of them might have, but he was certainly interested in keeping alive.

And well, he wasn’t about to simply hand his hat over, “Whatever” he muttered, pausing before he continued, “I can assure you one thing though, me being dead will not help you with this”, he tapped the side of the hat with his thumb, attempting to smile back at her convincingly. Since, well, he was pretty much sure he wasn’t the only person who knew how to work portals, and for all he knew she could work the hat perfectly fine on her own. But still, any doubt he could give her into not killing him would be a plus.


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 Posted: Nov 14 2017, 01:26 PM
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Come on, it was a pretty good idea. She was sold from the start. Zelena could scrap the deal, keep the hat and take away a toy of Regina’s - all in one fell swoop. And she could get back to the castle in double quick time.

A deal more up Rumplestiltskin’s street - and she would’ve said that, had she been certain Jefferson would get the reference. Zelena? No. She didn’t make deals. She worked on her own private plots - by herself, as she always had been, with her sharp intelligence and the very thing that made her wicked. No one else got involved - no set of parents like Regina had, no tutor like Regina had, no court of underlings like Regina had…she was self reliant. Independent. A lone wolf. It was not technically of her own choice, but the witch had always been able to think on her feet, to switch between plans and drop those that didn’t work as the board reassembled, as factors moved and shifted. What had once been a source of deprivation had long since been turned to one of pride. She didn’t need any help. She didn’t need any crutches. She didn’t need anyone…not even this little man here, biting his tongue every time he said something that could incriminate him. Oh. So he was intelligent.

Not enough to mind his tongue entirely, it would seem. "What business do you have with her?" The witch raised her eyebrows. "So she hasn't mentioned me, then." She tsk'd under her breath. Of course. Her tone was beyond disparaging. "Her mother didn't say anything, I suppose. Nice to know I'm so easily forgotten." Cora for Mum of the Year Award. She had gleaned so much through watching Regina, spying on her through mirrors and spells. But to be told first hand that no one seemed to know her beyond the moniker of the Wicked Witch was even more irritating. Regina had no idea of the luck she had, the sins of their mother.

Not unless someone reminded her, of course. "Tell me." Her voice was dangerously soft, every syllable rounded with relish. There was a spark of something misaligned in her eyes, an edge of something just a little unbalanced. Just a little - sharpened by years alone, serrated after years ruminating on one central, pivotal injustice. "When will Regina notice you’ve gone? When will she look around and find her little hatted lapdog isn’t at her beck and call?" Oh - she’d be left wondering forever, wouldn’t she? Thinking where her little servant had gone. "That could be a side project," she said, thinking out loud, naturally, for his benefit. She theatrically beamed, every gesture over exaggerated for effect. "Picking off her little helpmates." And what would that do to her sister? The inevitable descent into suspicion, then fear, then paranoia….

Zelena only knew that because it had happened to her, of course. The desertion of those she thought she could trust, the isolation that bred only a special breed of instability. But that detail would be omitted. Everything would be omitted, when she finally got her way. When time bent to her will.

Until then she would have to deal with Jefferson. She raised her eyebrows. "Is that how you feel? 'Whatever'?" She looked to the flying monkey holding him, as if they were sharing some sort of little joke. The monkey chattered its teeth on cue, a shrill note bouncing through the air. "I can assure you one thing though, me being dead will not help you with this." Zelena blinked. "I don't need you," she spat. "I can do this. I'm more powerful than you know. I..."

She faltered, suddenly thinking it through. The scary thing was his logic made sense. What if she couldn't operate it without him? Her eyes narrowed at his smile, at his attempt to sell his continuing existence to her. Her mind went back to her chambers back in the throne room of the Emerald City, where she kept all of the magical objects she could get her hands on. Even with Zelena's instinctive command of magic, some of those had been harder to use than others, had to be teased and coaxed to work - if they'd work at all. Was it the same with this hat? What if she killed him before then? It would be a waste of time - and effort, to have something she could never use. A reminder of her failure, sitting in the corner of her hoard, unused...

And there was something else, too, lingering in the back of her mind. She'd never be able to go where she wanted to go without this man. She could only realm jump once with her resources and she had to use that to get to the Enchanted Forest, to take on Regina...so she'd have to leave this particular journey by the wayside. Anger - and panic - flashed in her eyes. No. That couldn't happen. She had to do this, too. This and this and this - to match the objectives she had set herself out to achieve. Her teeth clenched. She wasn't letting go of anything. She'd never let go of anything, not ever again, not as long as Regina was still allowed to keep everything she'd ever been given, every privilege, every trinket of her royal upbringing. Zelena's peasant life had never accounted for that - and all she had known was loss. But it would now. By God, it would now.

And maybe there was a way to have it all. To have Jefferson removed from her precious little sister for a time...just enough to make her worry. She didn't have to make him permanently disappear for that. And the hat was worth everything. It was worth a little sacrifice like that.

The emotions had flashed over her face in seconds, a tiny pause as she realised the mistake she was so close to making. The witch suddenly changed her tune, shifting her weight from side to side - only to turn not to Jefferson but to the monkeys around them. "Go!" The monkeys knew better than to hang around. All but the one holding Jefferson scattered in a blizzard of oily black winds and cries. There. No one else to witness this. When she turned to Jefferson Zelena's expression was sour with distaste. "Fine. A deal." She looked to the monkey holding him up. "Down - gently," she said, shooting the simian a warning glare. Monkeys, as far as she could tell, only understood fatal drops and drops that broke bones.

But when he was lowered down, hopefully in one piece with the last monkey flapping off into the distance, she still wasn't done. "There you go. Standing on your own two feet, just as you wanted. Fortunately for you, you've made yourself indispensable." She paused. "For now, anyway. But if you want a deal, it'll be on my terms. In fact," she said, "Give it to me now. The hat." She extended a hand, her fingers curling towards her in an urgent beckon - dismissive, almost like she were talking to a trained monkey. Zelena found it hard to tell the difference. She smiled wickedly. "I could just take it off you magically, but there was something in being willing. We can't have you running off, can we? I know how quickly portals can be summoned in that thing." She gestured to the hat. "You're not going anywhere." Her smile hardened. "Because I'm not Regina, Jefferson." She said it as if it were acid, her sister's name almost an insult in its own right. It was. "I'm not an idiot, and the sooner you learn that the better. Stay where you are. If you want a deal, that is."

ADD.: Jefferson | WORDS: 1304 | NOTES: PACING THIS AS THIS POST WAS ALREADY MASSIVE! xD ALSO DIDN'T SEE YOUR NOTE, EDITED - NONSENSE, I LOVED IT <33

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