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Amanda Perry


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Nov 18 2017, 12:06 PM
Amanda stirred restlessly in her sleep, images flashing in her mind. A sinister laugh, a flash of light, someone yelling out behind her and trying to pull her out of the way, or maybe they had been jumping in front of her. Everything happened so fast, the pain hadn't even registered at first and she was collapsing to the cold ground beneath her. Her mouth was open to scream, but no sound escaped her lips. There was no point, who could help her. She was powerless against magic, Nick was powerless against it, and for some reason a man she thought was good was being cruel for no reason other than the fact that Nick was his doppelgänger.

She woke in a cold sweat, her heart rate elevated, a few shooting pains in her legs, or was it phantom pain, she really wasn't entirely sure. It had only been a few days since her and Nick had been rushed to the hospital after someone found them where Rumplestiltskin had left them. It was almost deja vu, except when Amanda had been in the car accident that had caused her former full body paralysis, she had been much younger and had few overly vivid memories of the earlier years. Just the fear and confusion.

The doctor seemed hopeful that once the swelling went down around her spinal chord that she could get total use back with her legs, but no one could be entirely sure until they could get the swelling to go down. She was on drugs of course, and antibiotics. She couldn't help but thinking however, if she were going to be confined to a wheelchair yet again, at least this time it would only be her legs, she would still have use of her upper body, which would be a relief in some ways. That wasn't her only fear though, Rumplestiltskin had targeted her because of what she was to Nicholas, who had been the real target of the dark one's hate and anger. Would Nick blame himself if she were once again paralysed, she wasn't sure she could live with that if he did.

She felt another stabbing pain, it couldn't be all in her mind, and she was thirsty, oh so thirsty. She pressed the button to call the nurse.

Guinevere Pendragon
Oct 8 2017, 09:11 AM
As Amanda got ready for the day, she cracked open a couple of windows to air out their suite at the Dragonfly, she figured it wouldn't be long until it was too cold outside to open windows. For now the air had that nice crisp feeling to it, the sun made things warm despite the nip in the air. It was the perfect time of year in Amanda's mind, not too hot, not too cold. The leaves all turned to such vibrant colours, it was beautiful, when crazy or scary things weren't happening in Storybrooke. At least through all of that she had Nick, that had been a light in the darkness for her, to have a real life with the man she loved. The town was tense with the appearance of some castle, Amanda hadn't poked around, but despite everything going on her and Chloe had decided that perhaps they should grab whatever sense of normalcy they could and continue ahead with one of their monthly spa and girl's days out.

Nick was already off to the school for the day, or at least she presumed that's where he was. She had cleared her schedule with Lorelai so everything was set for a day of relaxation, shopping and fun with her friend. She gathered some things together, tossed them in her bag and then locked the room door on her way out. Of course then she realised she forgot something, so she ducked back into her room and dug around in the nightstand. She finally found it, a small dagger, something that ever since zombies had started appearing and with all the demon Rumple things that had happened before that, Nick had felt safer if she carried it around. Not that Amanda imagined she'd be very good with using it, though probably stabbing zombies would be easier than if someone living attacked her. Finally she left the room again, locking the door behind her and headed across to Chloe's room. She imagined that's where she'd find Chloe, since she wasn't waiting outside Amanda's door.

She was so glad Chloe was here, the more the months passed since the younger woman had arrived in Storybrooke she had just grown closer to her new friend. Not that it was surprising, she had always admired Chloe in their brief time together on Destiny. She as also glad that it was one less person Nick had to worry about, wondering what had happened to his colleagues and friends after he was taken off Destiny by the portal. Not that Nick worried about many from Destiny, or that he'd admit to, she imagined he worried more that they'd discover something amazing in his absence, but that was just one of the many reasons she loved Nick.

Once outside Chloe's room, Amanda knocked lightly a few times.

"Chloe, it's me........"
Jun 1 2017, 03:41 PM
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<p>Amanda was glad it was finally summer, there were still some cool nights, but for the most part the days were warm and sunny. They were still having the occasional zombie disturbance, but nothing like what had happened a month or two earlier. Things seemed to be going really good, almost too good, either way Amanda didn't want to jinx anything. She was practically a hundred percent recovered from her ordeal with the evil demon possessed Rumplestiltskin incident last autumn. She still had some aches and pains at the end of a busy day, but she could walk and didn't even need the cane any more, or any more physical therapy from the hospital. Things with Nick were better than ever, especially now that they were both fully recovered, though she suspected he still blamed himself for her injuries, and no matter how much she tried to convince him he shouldn't blame himself, she knew he always would at least a little bit.

<p>As it was her day off, but Nick still had some work he was finishing up at the high school before summer break was official, Amanda decided to walk around town and maybe do some light shopping. She didn't really have any serious plans, or destination in mind. She just walked down the main street of Storybrooke, occasionally stopping to look in a shop window, then moving on. Eventually she stopped and got an ice cream from the ice cream parlour and took it outside to eat. She sat down on one of the benches that was outside the store. It was just too nice a day to eat it inside. She watched as an occasional car went past, it was a beautiful day and she was quite enjoying her ice cream.

<p>Tag @Open to Anyone | Notes: Out for a stroll and a bit of shopping

Mar 23 2017, 08:54 AM
Amanda stirred restlessly in her sleep, images flashing in her mind. A sinister laugh, a flash of light, someone yelling out behind her and trying to pull her out of the way, or maybe they had been jumping in front of her. Everything happened so fast, the pain hadn't even registered at first and she was collapsing to the cold ground beneath her. Her mouth was open to scream, but no sound escaped her lips. There was no point, who could help her.

She woke in a cold sweat, pain shooting up her legs. At least there was pain, more and more every day. They hadn't been sure at first after Amanda and Nick had been brought to the hospital. In many ways it felt like deja vu, even though she'd been so very young when she'd been in the accident that had fully paralysed her, but she still remembered it sometimes like it were yesterday.

When the doctor had told her this time, that they weren't sure when she might get the feeling back in her legs, or whether she'd walk so many things raced through her mind. On one hand she couldn't help but at least feel mildly relieved that if she were going to be paralysed, and once again confined to a wheelchair, at least it would only be from her waist down. On the other hand she was terrified, and of all the things she was most terrified that Nick would blame himself.

She turned as well as she could in the rather uncomfortable hospital bed, so she could look at Nick. They'd managed to get a room together, since both had been injured. Everything had been going so well for them, despite being far from home, at least she was alive again, and they had each other.

Nicholas Rush
Dec 24 2016, 09:01 AM
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<p>Amanda still felt like her life wasn't completely back to normal, of all people to hurt her, she never imagined that kind looking man who looked so much like her Nicholas would be the one to nearly cripple her. She wasn't sure she understood what had happened, she was still getting used to how magic worked and who could do what in this crazy town. All that had really mattered to her before was that she was alive, she could walk and she had Nicholas with her, thanks to Rumple being apparently possessed or, well, Amanda didn't entirely understand what had happened, but whatever it was, she had nearly lost her ability to walk yet again for a second time.

<p>She had been in the hospital for roughly a month recovering from her injuries, along with her boyfriend Nick who though he'd been injured, not quite as badly as she had. There had been questions at one point whether she would even walk again. She supposed it would have at least not been as bad as the injury she had as a child that had left her entirely paralysed from the neck down. This time she was only injured from the waist down, but it had still been hard to cope with.

<p>She was finally regaining movement and could walk some, but it was a tough road and she had to go back to the hospital every day for physical therapy. In some ways she was happy for the pain, happy she could feel, happy she could move even with so much effort. She had gotten to the point she could walk around on her own with a cane, and she was tired of either being stuck in her room or in the hospital, so she decided to go for a walk despite the fact that it was cold, snowy and a bit icy out. She was dressed warm and she slowly made her way up the street with the help of her cane, but she wasn't watching where she was going as well as she ought to have been and came to an icy patch in the side walk that made her lose her balance.

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TAG: Prompto Argentum | NOTES: Out in the snow and ice, she's still recovering from the injuries she got from Demon-Rumple <br><br>
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