Mary is (meltingsnow) wrote in repose, @ 2017-09-03 12:11:00 |
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Entry tags: | *log, dylan michaels, mary moreau, patrick gunster |
vade mecum: dylan/patrick/mary
Who: Mary, Patrick and Dylan
Where: VADE MECUM
What: trying to jump into an old book
When: recently
Warnings: tame
Mary was waiting for them outside of the weird old library and for once was not wearing anything resembling a ranger outfit. But, she did kind of look like a girl scout all grown up. Blue and red flannel shirt with the sleeves rolled up, khaki pants and her hair in two braids on each shoulder. Her phone was in her hand and she was scrolling through twitter without any actual intention of reading her feed. Mary was nervous. She was going to do something really stupid in a magical library and drag her friends into it, too.
Plus, Mary was really not a fan of the urban environment. She was raised in the city after tumbling out of her fairy tale, but the second she was old enough to run, she went straight for the forests. Something about the tall buildings, the concrete, the too many people made her want to bolt. It's not too late her brain reminded her. She could just text the guys that things actually didn't work, she could call the ranger service and ask for a transfer. She could leave Dawn here and pretend she didn't have a connection to the old world that wasn't the Evil Queen. She could run. Snow White was super good at that.
Who knew what kept her feet planted outside of the library. A desire to see her old forest? A need to show her only two friends from this world who she actually was? Maybe it was holding that old book in her hand, running her fingers over the cover and reading a "Happily Ever After" at the end. Mary scrolled through twitter more, focusing on a picture of a cat angrily swimming away from his flooded home.