[ especially if she factors in that less-than-graceful swandive into the Enchanted Forest, right back to her parents' first meeting. it doesn't matter the world, it seems like there's always another war. she can't help thinking it was a little clearer in her world, where there were actual storybook villains to fight. here, Jon has a point. these are groups of people with a conflict that's continued for longer than they might be able to understand.
unfortunately, no amount of talking about Wyver and Olympia is going to solve anyone's problems. sometimes it feels like those two groups want the fight, and if that's the case, they're going to get stuck in the middle of it no matter what they do.]
You're a warrior, I get the feeling my feet are pretty safe with you.
[ if he can dodge the enemy, he can dodge her toes.]
There were more when I was a boy, but when I left Winterfell, I haven't been to any since coming here.
[It's strange he feels almost nostalgic for them when he never enjoyed them to begin with. Maybe it was for the time that his brothers were still alive and no one had been made to suffer. They were all in Winterfell and safe. Robb would be making the girls swoon and sigh, Sansa would be dancing with any young man that asked her, Arya would be making trouble, and Bran would be able to walk again.
But that was a time and world he couldn't return to. Conflict was something they couldn't avoid when they were young and it was even more difficult to do now when they were brought here to fight a war. Whatever trouble they would have with the Storm, it was being pushed aside by the conflict between Wyver and Olympia.]
You are putting a great deal of faith in me.
[He placed a hand on her waist as he drew her closer for the dance.]
You're from a place called Winterfell? That sounds... chilly.
[ if the name has anything to do with the weather, she can see why he didn't end up in Wyver. it's probably a little too warm and a little too wild for Jon. for Emma, Olympia was where she had joined the Royal Guard, and where a few of her acquaintances had settled. she trusted their opinion enough to settle in, and so far the fit's a little better than Wyver.]
I don't know. Maybe I do have some faith in you.
[ if she has faith in anything here, it's in the refugees. they're the ones going through the same things she is, trying to navigate a new world and starting their lives over. it doesn't hurt that Jon's reached out to her every time they've run into each other; first with a drink, then with some training.
they're probably better with a sword in hand than they are on the dance floor, but it's been a while since she's had someone in her life who she could call a friend. she'd almost forgotten how much better that made things like this.]
I suppose it was. The North is often covered with snow.
[Winter is coming. Olympia was similar to home, even if it wasn't always cold and full of ice and snow. Even a small resemblance was better than nothing and he had made a life there for himself. The choice wasn't difficult to make.]
I'll try not to disappoint you.
[It's said with amusement, for once devoid of guilt. It was easy to fall into a comfortable mood with Emma. She was warm and reminded him of himself. If there was someone he could let his guard down around, it would be her.
He stumbles a few times over his feet, but eventually he falls into a simple rhythm, keeping in time with the music. Thankfully, he never steps on her feet. Her faith is well placed.]
I can see how you ended up in Olympia. Maine was like that in the winter.
[ as much as she prefers warmth, the cold is familiar. she prefers her jackets and sweaters and boots, though she was recently given a red cloak that she's surprisingly fond of, too. it'll come in handy in Olympia, since she can't see herself joining up with Wyver when she's starting to carve out the barest semblance of a life here.]
I'm from a town called Storybrooke, Maine - which is on Earth. But I was born in the Enchanted Forest, which is a whole other thing, so I won't bore you with the details.
[ she found her home in Storybrooke by traveling back to the Enchanted Forest, but does any of that matter when both are gone? it's a little easier to focus on her footwork, following Jon's lead so that he doesn't take a heel to the foot, either.]
It is easier to be somewhere familiar, even if it's only being around snow.
[She at least understand. Very few seemed to have lived in worlds where the seasons lasted as long as they did in Westeros, but even a brief snowfall was better than nothing. He could at least feel for a moment that he had his bearings.
He nearly stepped on her foot in surprise, stumbling over himself.]
I know the Enchanted Forest. There was someone here before that said she was from there as well and then later went to Neverland. Tinkerbell? Did you know here?
[ at first she's quick, reaching out to steady him so that he doesn't stumble over her or himself. it's a good thing that Emma pauses, because at the mention of Neverland and finally Tinker Bell, Emma's pretty sure she would have been the one to go down.]
Yes, I -
[ it hurts to have missed out on a friend when she's so desperate for them here, but at the same time?]
She was awake? When was she awake?
[ if Tinker Bell was awake, then it's possible that someday the rest of them might be, too. she brightens a little, a slightly confused, gently relieved look of amusement. Tinker Bell was awake, and she made friends with Jon Snow.
it figures. sometimes he practically sounds like one of them.]
She's a friend. She helped us rescue my son in Neverland.
When we were first brought here. She and I were among some of the first that woke and were dropped on this planet.
[One of the first people he considered a friend as well. He couldn't put it into words, but Tinker Bell had been the reason that he focused on something other than duty. He smiled and laughed, actually venturing out of the house and into the entertainment district.]
She told me she was stranded in Neverland.
[But it wasn't a surprise she helped rescue Emma's son.]
The way she made it sound, it was a difficult place to reach.
Too bad I missed her, it would've been good to see a familiar face.
[ but it helps, knowing that one of them was awake before. she'd rather hold on to that than all of her uncertainties, because right now she could use the hope that the thought brings. her parents are better at holding on to hope and optimism than she is, and without them?
well, it's been a struggle so far.]
It was harder to leave than to reach, but we did. The last time I saw her before stasis, she was in Storybrooke.
She went into stasis some time ago. It was a hard loss for me, she was a good friend.
[She wasn't the first among his circle that went back to sleep, his sister had disappeared long before. But it had been easier to keep from sliding back into his darker emotions because of Tink's presence and natural kindness.
She pulled him out before, after they landed. It was something she became quite skilled at.]
[ she was a good friend to the people in Emma's life too, everyone from Neal to Hook to Regina. that probably says a lot about Tinker Bell and the chances she's always been willing to give people. it doesn't matter if they're a lost boy, a pirate, or an Evil Queen. back in Storybrooke, she'd saved them all from the shadow.]
He was kidnapped and taken there. Pan - I don't know if she told you about him, but psychotic old man who wanted to be a magic boy forever? - wanted his heart.
[ not the happiest story, but it happened, so.]
A uh - friend of mine, Hook, knew Tinker Bell from his time on the island. He helped us find her, and she helped us locate Pan's camp. She didn't trust or like any of us at first, but... all Tinker Bell ever wanted was a home. We promised to bring her back to Storybrooke with us so that she could have that.
She told me a bit, not enough that I understood what sort of man he was.
[Who would want to be a boy forever?
But it was unlikely that he would ever fully understand. The magic of her world was off putting. He barely understood the sort that existed once in Westeros. He would never feel comfortable with the subject, no matter where it was located.]
She was plain when she liked someone or didn't agree with them. [She called him on his brooding enough to make that clear.] Good. From what she told me, she was trapped there for too long.
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[ especially if she factors in that less-than-graceful swandive into the Enchanted Forest, right back to her parents' first meeting. it doesn't matter the world, it seems like there's always another war. she can't help thinking it was a little clearer in her world, where there were actual storybook villains to fight. here, Jon has a point. these are groups of people with a conflict that's continued for longer than they might be able to understand.
unfortunately, no amount of talking about Wyver and Olympia is going to solve anyone's problems. sometimes it feels like those two groups want the fight, and if that's the case, they're going to get stuck in the middle of it no matter what they do.]
You're a warrior, I get the feeling my feet are pretty safe with you.
[ if he can dodge the enemy, he can dodge her toes.]
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[It's strange he feels almost nostalgic for them when he never enjoyed them to begin with. Maybe it was for the time that his brothers were still alive and no one had been made to suffer. They were all in Winterfell and safe. Robb would be making the girls swoon and sigh, Sansa would be dancing with any young man that asked her, Arya would be making trouble, and Bran would be able to walk again.
But that was a time and world he couldn't return to. Conflict was something they couldn't avoid when they were young and it was even more difficult to do now when they were brought here to fight a war. Whatever trouble they would have with the Storm, it was being pushed aside by the conflict between Wyver and Olympia.]
You are putting a great deal of faith in me.
[He placed a hand on her waist as he drew her closer for the dance.]
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[ if the name has anything to do with the weather, she can see why he didn't end up in Wyver. it's probably a little too warm and a little too wild for Jon. for Emma, Olympia was where she had joined the Royal Guard, and where a few of her acquaintances had settled. she trusted their opinion enough to settle in, and so far the fit's a little better than Wyver.]
I don't know. Maybe I do have some faith in you.
[ if she has faith in anything here, it's in the refugees. they're the ones going through the same things she is, trying to navigate a new world and starting their lives over. it doesn't hurt that Jon's reached out to her every time they've run into each other; first with a drink, then with some training.
they're probably better with a sword in hand than they are on the dance floor, but it's been a while since she's had someone in her life who she could call a friend. she'd almost forgotten how much better that made things like this.]
Try not to let me down.
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[Winter is coming. Olympia was similar to home, even if it wasn't always cold and full of ice and snow. Even a small resemblance was better than nothing and he had made a life there for himself. The choice wasn't difficult to make.]
I'll try not to disappoint you.
[It's said with amusement, for once devoid of guilt. It was easy to fall into a comfortable mood with Emma. She was warm and reminded him of himself. If there was someone he could let his guard down around, it would be her.
He stumbles a few times over his feet, but eventually he falls into a simple rhythm, keeping in time with the music. Thankfully, he never steps on her feet. Her faith is well placed.]
What is your world called?
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[ as much as she prefers warmth, the cold is familiar. she prefers her jackets and sweaters and boots, though she was recently given a red cloak that she's surprisingly fond of, too. it'll come in handy in Olympia, since she can't see herself joining up with Wyver when she's starting to carve out the barest semblance of a life here.]
I'm from a town called Storybrooke, Maine - which is on Earth. But I was born in the Enchanted Forest, which is a whole other thing, so I won't bore you with the details.
[ she found her home in Storybrooke by traveling back to the Enchanted Forest, but does any of that matter when both are gone? it's a little easier to focus on her footwork, following Jon's lead so that he doesn't take a heel to the foot, either.]
Storybrooke was home.
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[She at least understand. Very few seemed to have lived in worlds where the seasons lasted as long as they did in Westeros, but even a brief snowfall was better than nothing. He could at least feel for a moment that he had his bearings.
He nearly stepped on her foot in surprise, stumbling over himself.]
I know the Enchanted Forest. There was someone here before that said she was from there as well and then later went to Neverland. Tinkerbell? Did you know here?
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Yes, I -
[ it hurts to have missed out on a friend when she's so desperate for them here, but at the same time?]
She was awake? When was she awake?
[ if Tinker Bell was awake, then it's possible that someday the rest of them might be, too. she brightens a little, a slightly confused, gently relieved look of amusement. Tinker Bell was awake, and she made friends with Jon Snow.
it figures. sometimes he practically sounds like one of them.]
She's a friend. She helped us rescue my son in Neverland.
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[One of the first people he considered a friend as well. He couldn't put it into words, but Tinker Bell had been the reason that he focused on something other than duty. He smiled and laughed, actually venturing out of the house and into the entertainment district.]
She told me she was stranded in Neverland.
[But it wasn't a surprise she helped rescue Emma's son.]
The way she made it sound, it was a difficult place to reach.
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[ but it helps, knowing that one of them was awake before. she'd rather hold on to that than all of her uncertainties, because right now she could use the hope that the thought brings. her parents are better at holding on to hope and optimism than she is, and without them?
well, it's been a struggle so far.]
It was harder to leave than to reach, but we did. The last time I saw her before stasis, she was in Storybrooke.
[ helping them defeat Zelena.]
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[She wasn't the first among his circle that went back to sleep, his sister had disappeared long before. But it had been easier to keep from sliding back into his darker emotions because of Tink's presence and natural kindness.
She pulled him out before, after they landed. It was something she became quite skilled at.]
How did your son come to be there?
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[ she was a good friend to the people in Emma's life too, everyone from Neal to Hook to Regina. that probably says a lot about Tinker Bell and the chances she's always been willing to give people. it doesn't matter if they're a lost boy, a pirate, or an Evil Queen. back in Storybrooke, she'd saved them all from the shadow.]
He was kidnapped and taken there. Pan - I don't know if she told you about him, but psychotic old man who wanted to be a magic boy forever? - wanted his heart.
[ not the happiest story, but it happened, so.]
A uh - friend of mine, Hook, knew Tinker Bell from his time on the island. He helped us find her, and she helped us locate Pan's camp. She didn't trust or like any of us at first, but... all Tinker Bell ever wanted was a home. We promised to bring her back to Storybrooke with us so that she could have that.
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[Who would want to be a boy forever?
But it was unlikely that he would ever fully understand. The magic of her world was off putting. He barely understood the sort that existed once in Westeros. He would never feel comfortable with the subject, no matter where it was located.]
She was plain when she liked someone or didn't agree with them. [She called him on his brooding enough to make that clear.] Good. From what she told me, she was trapped there for too long.
It isn't a place I would want to see.