Most Things Are---Once Upon A Time RP {Private}

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xxxxAllison allowed him to play it off like there wasn’t anything bothering him, if he didn’t want to tell her than she wouldn’t make him; no matter how much she wishes she would. When she saw Daniel upset it made her automatically upset, they were pretty close after all so it wasn’t weird; friends got upset about friends all the time. It was normal, or at least that was what Allison kept telling herself. Perhaps if she would step back and look at the situation a bit better she could notice all the obvious signs that were around her she would’ve noticed how obvious it was that he was slightly jealous; but she wasn’t that person to think anything of it. Just like she hadn’t thought that they were really flirting, she saw it more as friendly conversation with someone rather than flirting. Flirting just seemed like an oddly intimate idea in her mind.

Allison frowned a bit, Daniel really was planning something for her birthday. It was the only explanation for him getting so hyped up on the idea of it. Though she knew that he liked birthdays, to an extent. The parties were fun and games to him; the aging just sucked. He was such an optimist at such things. She contemplated calling him out on it right there in front of the kids, but decided against it. She might as well let him has his fun, but she was sure this would be the last year she would do so. This was her twenty-first birthday after all, it was only fair that she allowed him to make her celebrate. But after this year, she was pretty sure it would just be a pointless thing to enjoy. She let the subject drop that way he couldn’t give her any more reason to be suspicious of him.

After a few seconds of sitting she found herself looking at Daniel quietly. ”Do you like my stories?” she asked quietly as they sat in the dim light, she had always wondered if he had truly enjoyed her stories or not. Never wanting to ask him out of fear that it might bother him or the answer he would give wouldn’t be the one she wanted to hear. But before she would even accept whatever he had to say her cheeks were burning hot on her face and she simply said, ”Forget I said anything.” and she had gotten up to busy herself with closing the curtains, just so she could step away from the awkward situation she had put herself in.

She nodded as Daniel said he had to be on his way, ”Be safe.” she said simply and walked towards the door to let him out. She smiled at him encouragingly, in the best way she could, as he spoke about his codfish of a manger or well, odd job finder person.”Good night.” She said as she waved him off and then locked her door behind him. She quickly headed to her bathroom to shower and get ready for her night of sleep. She had been losing sleep quite a lot lately and she wanted more than anything to be able to just slip into bed and shut off her brain. Soon enough she did and found herself in a world of wonders as a sixteen year old girl.

--NEVERLAND

As Peter was next to her she couldn’t help but feel herself breath steadily. She had been terrified, she was shot after all! She was lucky as hell that they hadn’t killed her! It would’ve been such an easy thing to do, she was just flying around mind her own business and before she knew it there were small flying objects, all aimed to hit her. It was horrifying and she wasn’t quite sure if she would ever be able to think clearly again. Was this the beauty of Neverland? Her welcoming party was shooting at her! What kind of place was this! the girl thought wildly, her heart beating fast like a drum in her chest.

But as soon as Wendy caught her breath and began to keep it at a steady pace she knew she would be just fine. She let a soothing deep breath come out of her before she looked up at Peter and said in a very firm voice, ”I’m fine.” she didn’t want to show him that she was weak, even though she was pretty sure that it was obvious. She frowned slightly, her body still slightly trembling; she couldn’t help but feel like she was pathetic, a blond fairy looking at her with death eyes; the fairy had it out for her. Wendy understood it that much, but she couldn’t wrap her head around why. It wasn’t like she was important or anything. Sure, she had kissed Peter, full on the lips kissed him, but she was pretty sure that didn’t mean she deserved to die. Besides she didn’t even think Peter liked it that much.

(Allison's closed changed. She is wearing the outfit in Neverland because that's what she was wearing to bed when she decided to go off with Peter. lol)


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The corners of Jefferson’s mouth twitched a bit as she enjoyed his idea. He couldn’t help but feel satisfaction as she talked about perhaps following his idea. Sure it wasn’t much; it still made him feel quite wonderful when Ashley had showed any interest in anything he said. It was just enough to make him keep his sanity as he lived in Story Brooke. He often felt like he was going to lose his mind due to the quietness of all the inhabitants of the town. He beamed quietly as they walked up and down the aisles; he grabbed a few things here and there. He licked his lips nervously as he mumbled, ”I could help you, I’m good at sewing.” a strange feeling in his stomach, it was like all of his nerves were bundling up. He couldn’t imagine how horrible that must have sounded, ‘I’m a creeper and I like to sew’. He figured it must have been queer.

But he didn’t let his weakness show, Jefferson didn’t do that a lot and if he did it was only and always in front of Ashley/Alice; unless of course his sanity had been compromised. That was a different matter entirely however; he tapped his fingers feverishly against the small basket while they walked in silence. He did have a few nervous ticks, though most girls thought it was endearing he wouldn’t have been surprised if it had just irritated Ashley. He nodded solemnly as the girl said he should leave the house more often. ”Perhaps.” he said more to himself than to her. She had a point, he glanced t her with a strange look that was somewhere in between curiosity and desperation.

She wanted to see his hats; it was like when they had first met years ago. He could feel his hands get a little sweaty, something he never did with anyone else. He was so good at having a mask with normal people but Ashley was anything but normal. She was extraordinary and he could never understand how she did such marvelous things. ”I would like that.” he said finely, adding a reassuring nod onto the end of it. He really would enjoy spending more time with her, if he couldn’t make it any more obvious.

Jefferson looked away from her as she smiled brightly at him, he could feel his chest tighten; he loved the fact that it was so easy for him to revert to his old self around her. He could be the man he wished he could still be; the one who was loving, kind. Not cruel and insane as his present self. ”I’m glad you’re excited.” he said with a small smile, not one of those over bearing wolf grins. But a simple sad smile that honestly was sincere; even if most people would take it as him being a bit pathetic. After a few moments of good byes and checking out the two of them were on their different paths; her to the place she called home and him to the cage he had fallen victim to. As he arrived home he found things to busy himself with until he felt the need to rest, allowing himself to fall asleep and dream sweet memories of a life he never thought he would miss.

--WONDERLAND

She would always find him, The Hatter knew that. Even as it was just beginning between them; their relationship secret as she had yet to take over the kingdom; he knew that she would always have a way about finding him. They were connected, two people who could never be without the other. Even though they both lived in different worlds; the young girl who had come from the Mundane world through a portal, and he, the resident from Wonderland; they had found a way to come together. It had only been a few months into when she had first came to the place, they had only built something as a friendship as they tried to figure out ways to get her back. He had yet been able to make a hat that could do such a thing; though he knew he would make her one, a magical hat that had a portal to all the lands; so he too could leave.

“Alice.” he said as they sat at his home, his hair a mess. He was younger, braver, and kinder; it was before he had known the pain of losing his love, before the precious feeling of being a father, before he had ever met Regina, only one of the evil queens that would end up ruining his happiness. He was sitting at elongated table, the March Hare had gone out for the day, and she wouldn’t be back until later that night. They lived deep within the forest, a place no one could find if they were in their right mind; unless of course he had allowed it. ”Would you like any tea?” he said as he stayed concentrated on sewing.
(God I’m such a cheesy a** writer)


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Daniel “Peter Pan” Sanchez

---Neverland---


Peter Pan sighed in relief as he gave the girl a light smile. ”Thats good.” he said before he turned his attention back towards the others. He wanted to know whose idea it had been to suddenly start shooting at her the way that they did. He wouldn't admit it to the others, but he really did like the kiss that he and Wendy shared with each other. He was certain though that the lost boys would either be freaked out or start teasing him if they found out. Pushing all that aside, he had to try and figure out who it was that had riled up the others into thinking that it was okay to try and shoot Wendy from the sky.

”It really wasn't our idea at all Peter, we swear! It was Tinkerbell that told us to shoot her from the sky.” one of the lost boys spoke up, causing Peter to get a look of confusion.

”Wait...Tink told you to shoot her? he asked, causing all of them to start nodding.

”She told us that she was some kind of bird.” he said, causing Peter to run hi fingers through his hair as he gave a light sigh.

”I am so sorry.” he said as he looked over at Wendy. Had he known that Tinkerbell was going to put something like this, he would have stayed a little closer to her. He just didn't understand that Tinkerbell was actually a little jealous of Wendy. Either way, he was a little irritated at his friend for telling them that they needed to shoot Wendy. He would make it up to Wendy somehow, but for now, he was going to show her around Neverland. If Tinkerbell didn't have anymore traps set up anywhere else.

”You are going to love it here Wendy. This place is amazing.” he said with a smile. Of course he warned her of the places that they should steer away from, but he didn't think that they would need to worry about Captain Hook or anything. He was sure that Wendy probably had her fill of flying for one day, seeing as she almost got shot out of the sky. So instead, he proceeded to show off the place that he and the other lost boys stayed. It wasn't much, but it was home to all of them.


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✄Reality is wrong. Dreams are for real.✄

Ashley "Alice Kingsley" Price

---Wonderland---


”Hello Jefferson.” Alice said with a smile once he finally came into view. It was always nice when she was able to sneak away and see him. The two of them were good friends, and somewhere down the road, she had no idea that this would soon change. She was a little surprised to see that the March Hare wasn't present, but she knew that she might see her before she had to leave again. Despite her coming there in secret, the Red Queen still had something against her. Her visits were sometimes short, but she liked them all the same.

”Some tea sounds wonderful.” she said with a nod while she looked at what Jefferson was working on. She imagined that this was what she had been telling her about the last time she was there. The two of them had talked about finding a way for them to visit each other easier, so she figured that what he was sewing happened to be just that. She was rather curious as to how it would work, but she was sure that Jefferson knew exactly what he was doing. Even if it didn't work though, she knew that they would always have a way of finding each other in the end. They always seemed to do.

She knew that when she got to visit, the two of them would hardly spend any time talking about the Red Queen. It did worry her to think of what might happen to him though if she happened to find him. ”Nothing has happened since we've last seen each other right?” she asked, knowing that he would get what she was talking about. She didn't know what the Red Queen might do if she happened to find Jefferson. She was the main reason that Wonderland was in the state it was in the first place. Once she was able to, she would easily overthrow that queen and show her that what she was doing wasn't right at all.

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”Where’s John and Michael?” she asked meekly. Wendy got up slowly from the ground, dizziness not leaving her yet. John, who was dressed in a long pair of pants and a t shirt looked at her oddly, “Wendy we’re right here. Calm down.” He said promptly and then Michael interjected, “Yeah this is fun!” while holding his teddy bear tightly in his long johns. The brunet simply rolled her eyes, she had almost died and yet they had gotten over it quite quickly. Twelve and Seven year old boys would never understand. She leaned into a tree that was close by, watching the strange array of children gather around Peter like he was there leader; like he was perhaps a figure head of some sort; she knew he was, but it seemed odd to think that the stories she had told in her reality had been true; Peter Pan was real and he lived in a world much different than her own. Her fingers twiddled with the end of her long shirt as she began to feel a bit awkward.

Wendy didn’t bother to even raise an eyebrow at the fact that it really had been Tinker Bell’s idea, though she was a bit misted about the amount of anger and jealousy one person must have in order to want to kill someone over a simple, very innocent, kiss. Though despite her will, Wendy did not speak up or say anything to Tinker Bell about the issue; she could already tell that it was making Peter upset and did not want to do anything to cause a fight. So she simply introduced herself to all of the boys, hearing them whine a bit that she was a girl but not minding it much because Peter clearly had no issue with it; she had assumed this would happen. There had never been a girl that they would allow inside, Tink aside, but even Tiger Lilly and the Mermaids would never be able to hold onto Peter long. To what extent of that holding onto meant she wasn’t quite sure. Wendy had a small feeling that, due to his age, he had probably at some point ‘dated’ them, or perhaps it was a fling. How Tink could handle them she would never understand.

This is your home?” she asked blankly and then looked around the small tree house. It was a lot different then she had imagined, it was ten times roomier. She smiled a bit as she looked at all there bed, messily made but they were cute little hammocks and each of them had their own cubby. All the boys were dressed up in animal costumes and looked quite funny. Wendy felt a bit out of place in her short shorts and long cami; though the younger boys had barely noticed her lack of clothing. ”I like it, it’s a bit messy but I like it.” the girl said with a small smile, ”I’m assuming I’ll have to sleep outside?” she said with a joking tone. Tink quickly reacted in her small fairy voice that only Peter understood, “But of course! No one wants you in here~!”, Wendy watched the small fairy, not sure of what she was really saying but decided she would probably prefer not to know. Tinkerbell crossed her arms in a strong motion, as if to add emphasize to her statement. “Go home.” She whined at Wendy.

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Jefferson couldn’t help but look up at Alice, watching her as she walked across the room. He had never been so intrigued by another creature, something about her being like their kind, yet from a completely different world without magic, just made him want to observe her. Watch the queerness of it and constantly consider all of the different things in life and perhaps take time to philosophies life and the ideal concept of worlds; but Alice was here now. Though he often thought of doing these things when she was present, it usually faded by the time they had begun to speak. He would find something more important to pay attention to, like the musical tone of her laugh, or the way her eyebrows moved animatedly as she changed her moods; the odd faces she would make and the hand gestures she would use to express stories.

The Red Queen was threatened quite terribly by Alice’s existence. She was the child of the prophesy, the one who would take over her thrown and become what was known as the White Queen; the true queen of wonderland was to be a child of sanity and innocence to balance out that of the insane creatures of Wonderland. No one had told Alice of the prophesy, it wasn’t something that would be spoken of so freely and Jefferson dared not to throw that burden on her shoulders. There had been plenty of children who had fallen down holes and into the world of madness, all of them however had been murdered because of the strange bravery that the innocent seemed to have; the Red Queen would not let one of them live. Alice was different, she was a fluke. The Red Queen had yet to be able to grasp her and that was how Jefferson knew she would soon over throw the evil reign and create a kingdom of good rather than the evil that was in place. Alice would lead the rebels and fulfill the prophesy with ease, once Jefferson allowed them to get to such important matters.

But now was time for them to relax, even though he had some work to do. He got up and grabbed her some earl gray tea, handing it to her in small white cup with gold trim. It had been the cup she had used the first time she had come to Wonderland, Jefferson had remembered and deemed it as Alice’s cup, letting her use it and her only. This often caused spats with the March Hare, who thought that she was the only special woman in his life; what she didn’t understand was that March was his best friend, Alice he had so many more feelings for. He sat back down at the table, attention all on her, his mouth in a firm line as she talked about the Red Queen. ”Nothing has happened to my knowledge, and because I work for her I would know.” he mused as he took a sip of his own tea. ”She is worried about your existence however.” he said flatly, his eyes looking into the cup. ”Alice I don’t want you to have to take any responsibility that you don’t want.”


(If I could explain all my complicated Jefferson feels I would probably sound dumb.)


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Daniel “Peter Pan” Sanchez

---Neverland---


Peter Pan glanced over as John and Michael made their way over. He had to admit he was a bit surprised at how quickly they had gotten over the fact that Wendy had been shot at. No matter, he was just happy that she was okay. He would need to have a long talk with Tinkerbell about what she had done, and then they would leave things at that. He understood how Tinkerbell could get with other girls around, which was why girls didn't come to their little hideout very often. That included Tiger Lily and the Mermaids.

Peter Pan glanced over as Wendy inquired if this was there home. A smile came to his face as he nodded. ”Yep, this is it.” he said, rather proud to be showing it off to Wendy and her brothers. He knew that it was small, but it was home to him and all of the lost boys. He couldn't help but make a face as Wendy brought up the fact that it was messy. It wasn't until Tinkerbell started taunting her though that Peter turned towards the little fairy, giving her a harsh stare.

”Of course she isn't going to be sleeping outside. If you continue to be mean to your though, I'll have you sleep outside.” Peter said as he crossed his arms in front of himself. ”I think you should apologize to her Tink.” he added, knowing that she might not apologize to her in the first place. He would be much happier with her if she did though. He just couldn't understand why Tinkerbell was jealous of any girl that Peter happened to be around or talk to. He figured that he would ask her that when the two of them had their talk later on.

OOC: Sorry the replies took so long xD
Just finished up my class tonight, and I got a little behind in replying to other roleplays too xD


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Ashley "Alice Kingsley" Price

---Wonderland---


Alice smiled and thanked Jefferson as he handed her some tea. As she was taking a sip from her cup, she let her gaze fall on her friend as he started speaking of what was happening. She was relieved to hear that nothing had happened, but she wasn't surprised about the Red Queen worrying of her existence either. It just worried her what might happen to Jefferson if the Red Queen were to ever find out that the two spoke to each other. She knew that wouldn't happen, but on the off chance that it did, she wanted to be there to make sure that nothing bad happened to him. Which was why she needed to come up with a way as to bring down the Red Queen and come up with it fast.

The smile came back to Alice's face though as she reach over and took a hold of one of Jefferson's hands, giving it a light squeeze. ”I know, but this is something that I want to do. It isn't right what she is doing and someone needs to put a stop to it.” she said to him. If she didn't put a stop to the Red Queen's plans, then who else would.? She supposed that someone else would step forward if she didn't, but how long would that be? She didn't want to think about the possibility, because she was going to bring an end to what evils were going on.

”Lets not talk about her anymore. I didn't sneak away just to upset you.” Alice said in a light tone, offering him a light smile before taking another sip of her tea. ”Have you managed to make the portal that you were talking to be about the last time I was here?” she asked as she looked at him. She knew that it would take some work, but she also knew that Jefferson was quite brilliant. Making something with that kind of magic would take some time after all, but if there was anything that could do it, she knew that it was Jefferson. That way, he would finally be able to make it out of Wonderland as well.

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“Well it doesn’t matter much either way.” Wendy said with a simple shrug and a smile at Peter. She took his hands into her own and looked at him with excitement. She did not care much for the odd looks she was receiving from the lost boys or the little fits that Tinker Bell was throwing. ”I’m glad you brought me here. I’m quite interested in what there is in this world that you can show me.” she said as she let go of Peter’s hands, just in time because the petty pixie was about to grab her hair and tug on it. Wendy walked around the beautiful home, ”It really does need cleaned.” She said with a small sigh. She walked about and attempted to fin d a broom but the brunet had no such luck.

She began to clean the smaller areas first, the lost boys all watching her carefully as she did something. “We like it dirty.” One of the boys said and Wendy just smiled at him, shaking her head as she tapped his nose. ”But a clean home is a happy home, and a happy home is a place where I will tell wonderful stories for you while I stay here.” she said and the boy looked at her in wonderment. “Stories?” he asked, his eyes wide open. Soon enough the other children were crowded around asking about stories that she would tell them and Wendy just laughed.

Michael, who had been sitting in one of the hammocks, holding his teddy close looked over at them. “Wendy tells the best stories about Peter Pan.” He said and John nodded. “She really has a vast imagination.” And Wendy simply smiled shyly, a blush on her cheeks as her brothers talked about her story telling. “Oh, stop it.” She said bashfully and finished cleaning the room. One of the boys commented, “Don’t tell Tiger Lilly that, she might get jealous and think you’re his new girlfriend!” he teased, causing Tinker Bell to yell out in anger. The boy then took a sling shot and hit one of the other boys, causing a rucas between them. Wendy watched as the younger children bounced all around her, laughing, yelling, fighting, and Tinker bell even joined in the fun. Wendy sat down quietly on a hammock as she watched them, her eyes in wonder. She was really excited for the adventures that would lay before her.


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”Don’t worry about the Queen dear, she will be gone soon enough.” he said as he placed his hand over hers gently, it was a small gesture. Just one of reassurance though Jefferson longed for it to mean so much more than that. ”Mr. White has been asking about you.” he said quietly, taking his hand away from hers and taking a sip of tea nervously. He knew his hand had lingered too long. He busied himself with drinking tea and finishing designs for different hats the queen has asked him to make, he believed that the best way to begin a revolution would be from his hats, it would be fine because they did have an insider, the White Rabbit had been reluctant to join the cause, that was until Alice had followed him and he slowly became smitten with her.

”There are always others.” he said stiffly, Jefferson was convinced that Alice could do it if she tried. He knew in his whole hear that she was the one who would bring down the Queen, but what would that mean for her? She would become Queen of a world of madness and have the burden of taking care of the people of the land, fixing the mess that she hadn’t caused in anyway. He hated the thought that she would have to do such a tedious task, take such a strong burden on her shoulders.

“You didn’t upset me, you couldn’t if you tried my dear.” he commented back at her as she dare spoke that she was upsetting him, there was not even a small possibility she could do such a cruel thing to him.” But you’re right, let’s talk about something more important, after all you are here.” He said with a small sip of his tea, his eyes never leaving hers. He hated the thought of having to look away from her, especially since he was well aware that she would be gone again. He nodded at her question, ”It’s almost done. I’m almost certain it will work too.” he said lightly, and then smiled a bit, ”Would you like to see it?” he said as he excused himself from the table and walked away momentarily, coming back with a hat that was almost perfect, it was not yet finished in the magic department, a small fear that he would lose something because he knew the rules, magic always came with a price.



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