Doors Logs

Who: October & January Fischer
What: A little sadness and some cutes
Where: The Fischer household
When: Directly after this (and by extension, this)
Warnings/Rating: You know Toby & Jan. Lots of brotherly feels.

( Toby knew it wasn't a promise he could easily keep, but he had always done his best to keep the darkness away from his siblings, and that wasn't about to stop just because they were adults now. )

Who: Toby & Winnie
What: A reunion
Where: Winnie's Apartment
When: Shortly after Winnie returned
Warnings/Rating: Awkwardness!

( Hey I got an idea. Why don’t we act like it was the night I called you and you can tell me what you were going to say. )

Who: October Fischer & January Fischer
What: A meeting of brothers in a tavern
Where: Enchanted Forest
When: Not long after the crossing over
Warnings/Rating: Cupcake tears.

( There was no mistaking who this person was, not with as familiar as he was with his brother, his presence, his very person, but October also knew that his brother would just call trouble upon himself by acknowledging him in this place. )

Who: Winnie and Toby
Where: The hospital
When: Backdated to when Toby was attacked
What: Winnie picks Toby up from the hospital, hugging ensues
Warnings: None really!

( Toby wasn’t the kind of guy who just said stuff. Especially stuff like that. )

Who: Red and Huntsman
What: Cuteness turned into injury
Where: Fairytale Door Forest
When: Today?
Warnings/Rating: Injury: Blood and fairly primitive field medicine

( Red had never seen wolf pups before )

Who: Ethan & Crane!Sophie
What: Locking up the crazy.
Where: Ethan's apartment
When: Let's say... recent.
Warnings/Rating: Some language.

( But she asked to come in, the only thing that would have made it worse was if she'd somehow said please. No, not her.. this Jonathan Crane. Even her smile was plastic. Veneer waxed over the corpse of something he wasn't sure he recognized. )

WHO: Huntsman and Snow White
WHAT: Introductions, misconceptions, but no abductions!
WHERE: A forest
WHEN: Recently, like all things
WARNINGS: None!

( There was the distinct sense that he was on unsteady ground, although the huntsman only had an inkling of a feeling why. )

WHO: Tess and Ethan
WHAT: Chance meetings and impromptu culinary consultations
WHERE: Some grocery store
WHEN: Recently?
WARNINGS: Nada

( If she was trying not to be nosey, she was doing a shit job of it. )

Who: Sam, Micah and an appearance by Ethan
What: A very bad, no good encounter
Where: The sidewalk
When: Let's say tonight
Warnings/Rating: Mentions of violence, drugs

( It was, in a handful of words, the worst possible situation for either of them to encounter out and about as they were. )

Who: The huntsman & Red
What: They meet, unfriendly things are said.
Where: Some woods.
When: While the huntsman is en route to find Snow White.
Warnings: None.

( If he couldn’t come up with an acceptable answer, she would do what she could to keep him from leaving. Wolf or no wolf. )

Who: Ethan & Sophie.
What: Half sibling rivalry of adorable death. Ghost Recon, fire extinguishers, and Adventure Time.
When: Backdated SO FAR back.
Where: Turnberry, Ethan's apartment.
Warnings: Language.

( It was frozen on her face for several moments, and then, without warning, the lower lip wobbled. The sniffle came next, right on cue, and then the waterworks as she started to cry. )

Who: Ethan / The huntsman
What: Memories Plot
Where: Ethan's bed
Things to avoid: Nothing!

Ethan was still in bed when the rush came on, different from any of the more pleasurable rushes in his life. Different from drugs or the warmth of strange hands. He was exhausted from the late night drunken phone antics of his sister, and while buried beneath pillows in his massive bed, all Ethan wanted to do was climb deeper when the dizziness began. The pounding of a headache that blurred into a fuzzy ache like he was stuck in one of those spinners that turned sugar into cotton candy. Opening his eyes seemed like a bad idea, but he did so anyway. Black began to eat away the corners of his vision and despite the sturdy mattress just beneath his chest and stomach, it felt like falling. Like slipping down past the cotton of sheets and the blur of springs.