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Apr 12 2018, 05:07 AM
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<h1> May my enemies live long</h1>
<h2><span> to see my success </span></h2>
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"Of course not, sweetie!" she assured him. "Henry? Henry listen. Relax. I have not forgotten again. I am on my way as we speak, ok?" Pushing the swivel chair back from her desk, Regina Mills looked heavenwards and silently cursed herself. The Mayor of Storybrooke had no problem remembering the town's affairs or complex spells; but she always managed to forget about parents' evenings at Henry's school. At least this time Emma, her son's biological mother, would also be there.
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"Just wait for me inside. It's too cold in the parking area, and we most certainly don't want you catch ing a cold." Standing up, the brunette wedged her smartphone between her ear and shoulder in order to free her hands. She started cramming her belongings in her purse, and then hurried out of her office. As she reached the reception area, her assistant glanced at her with raised eyebrows. "Don't you start," Regina cautioned - but before she could add anything else, her expression changed.
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"To no one. Just my car. It's making weird noises." She stopped by the doorway, her eyebrows furrowing together as she listened to Henry. "Easy. I will teleport, and I will be on time. Ok... hanging up now. Yes. Byeee." Regina hit the end call button. "Mayor? I think you should..." However, ignoring what her assistant was about to say, the brunette waved her hand and a tornado of purple smoke engulfed her. When she re-appeared on the steps of the school, Regina realised she should have stopped and listened.
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Her shoes were waiting for her underneath her desk at the office.

<h2><span> <font size=3> ♛ </font> </span></h2>

<br> <p> <b>Notes: </b> Several months later... sorry for the wait!



<center>tag Jefferson </center>



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<h1> The divorce was great </h1>
<h2><span> It was the marriage that sucked </span></h2>

<p> It was early in the afternoon and Veronica was standing inside her empty establishment looking perplexed. She stuck one hand deep in her pocket, dug out a packet of gums and popped one in her mouth. Chewing had always helped her calm down her nerves. Ok. Back to work. Roni reached for her clipboard and turned around to lean against the bar counter with her back to the front entrance. It was consignment day, and the soon-to-be forty year old was expecting several drop offs... one too many than what she could afford.

<p> Ticking off her list the latest delivery, she stuck her pen behind her ear and let out a long sigh. At the same time, outside her bar, an engine roared to life. All colour drained from her cheeks and she whirled around to face the open door. There, in a high stack, were her bottles of beer. Jumping over the counter, Roni dashed out of the building with her arm held up high and her hand clenched into a tight fist. "Hold up! You son of a bitch!" she yelled with each step. However, by the time she was standing on the sidewalk, the delivery truck was speeding round a corner.


<h2><span> <font size=3> ♛ </font> </span></h2>

<br> <p> <b>Notes: </b>



<center>tag Neal Cassidy </center>



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Mar 14 2018, 02:01 AM
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<h1>Veronica 'Roni' Watson</h1>

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<h2>Cursed Personality:</h2>
Although rough around the edges, Roni is a woman who wears her heart on her sleeve. She's a gracious host (to those she likes) and an avid listener. She always has a kind word for her customers, but is unable to follow her own advice. Roni craves companionship, however, she tends to unintentionally sabotage her own personal relationships. She's stubborn and fiery, and doesn't think twice about standing up for herself or others.
<h2>Cursed Life:</h2>
Memories of her past were unclear, but Roni Watson did not have the time to mull over what she could not remember. Her life in Hyperion Heights revolved around her bar. Business was not going well, and Roni had to fight tooth and nail in order to keep it afloat. What she could not understand was that her dedication to her work was the downfall to her relationship with others. Her only son had run away in the dead of the night. Her sister had moved out. She had no friends, and her men did not last longer than a one night stand.

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Nov 20 2017, 06:21 AM
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<h1> I wish we could choose </h1>
<h2><span> which memories to remember </span></h2>
<p> When the first curse was broken it brought more than a means for the townsfolk to remember; it dragged in chaos, and with each passing day life in Storybrooke was proving to be an everlasting roller-coaster. As she sat in her car outside Granny's Diner, Regina Mills could not help but think back to a Storybrooke without complications. As the Mayor, she had had all the power. Her son, Henry, was hers alone and she did not have to share him with the one family that brought so much grief to her in the Enchanted Forest. There hadn't been a new evil sprouting every other day and threatening her happiness. No one hated her. None of them tried to kill her. However, all of this was a consequence of her curse and the town's people hadn't known any better from the false memories that she had planted in each and every one of them more than 3 decades ago.

<p> Sighing deeply she crossed her arms over the steering wheel and leaned forward to rest her forehead against it with her eyes tightly closed. Sometimes, just sometimes, she wished she could forget about everything and everyone. Maybe not about Henry, and their family. Emma, the one responsible for her downfall, was now a constant in her life. They not only shared a son, but also a friendship which Regina could not quite wrap her finger around, and more adventures that she could count. When they first met she had tried to push Emma out of their lives, and it almost cost her Henry. No. Emma was in Storybrooke to stay and Regina had learnt how to accept her with a smile. If not for her then for son, who was a true believer at heart and who had always believed that she could be redeemed.

<p> Eventually, she opened her eyes and looked up to take in her surroundings. Few people were walking the street and Regina figured this would be as good a time as any to enter the diner without being stopped for meaningless chitchat. She hastily unbuckled her seat belt and unceremoniously stepped out of her car, almost tripping in the process. Regina was quick to catch her footing; and although she walked inside Granny's with her head held high, a soft yet visible blush tinted her cheeks. Nodding at the few patrons who acknowledged her arrival, Regina slid into a booth and patiently waited for her order to be taken. As she reached for the menu, more out of habit than anything else, Regina leaned back comfortably and unintentionally made eye contact with the only other person sitting in the booth next to hers.


<h2><span> <font size=3> ♛ </font> </span></h2>

<br> <p> <b>Notes: </b>

<center>tag Lily Potter </center>

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<h1> Mother, I ran away... </h1>
<h2><span> but I might come back </span></h2>
<p> Rolling onto her back, the eight year old Princess shuffled her legs underneath the heavy comforter. She was wearing her outdoor shoes, and the ruffling sound of leather against fabric broke the stoic silence in the bedchamber. Regina was anxious for midnight. She had a plan, and she had every intention of carrying it out. Her daddy might be sad about it in the morning, but mother wouldn't care much…. maybe she wouldn't even notice.
<p> <center> Dong. Dong. Dong. Dong.</center>
<p> Hearing the first strokes of midnight, Regina sat up in bed and turned her head in the direction of the doorway. The entrance to her room was ajar, and a ray of light from the corridor had made it inside. The Princess kicked the blankets off her small frame and, fully clothed, jumped out of bed. She pulled out a note from underneath her pillow, and a small cloth bag from inside her doll's house.
<p> <center> Dong. Dong. Dong. Dong.</center>
<p> Padding as quietly as a mouse out of her room and down the hallway, she slipped the goodbye note underneath her father's study. He deserved to know. Then, after casting one last glance over her shoulder, Regina sprinted down the corridor and out of the Mansion. Standing outside, her gaze was drawn to the stables. She couldn't leave Abelard behind. He was her only friend.
<p> <center> Dong. Dong. Dong. Dong.</center>
<p> Leading the palomino foal out of the stables, Regina distanced herself from the estate and ventured deeper in the forest. The young Princess, and her trusted stead, walked side by side for what seemed like hours. Eventually, they stumbled upon a frozen lake. Letting go of Abelard's reins, she dashed towards the ice water with a twinkle in her eyes. She had always loved skating.

<h2><span> <font size=3> ♛ </font> </span></h2>

<br> <p> <b>Notes: </b>

<center>tag Jack Frost </center>

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