WHO:Emma Swan & Harry Hook WHEN: Monday WHERE: Downtown WHAT: Random meetings of a Swan and a Pirate. WARNINGS: Dark Swan and pirates? Will update. RATING: TBD
LA wasn't somewhere Emma had time for, in any time of her life. New York was more of her kind of place, but less so now that she had things to be doing, people to stop from destroying themselves. The news that Killian had been there, and now no longer was, without the chaos and disruption that would've come with him fully understanding what she'd put into motion gave her some pause. In the time she'd known him there hadn't been an unprecedented disappearance from him.
It had her far more curious about the intent behind this world, the draw of people pulled into this apparent battle that needed to be fought. Her selected profession was pushed onto her in the morning, Emma being shoved into locating and following a potentially cheating spouse, rather than trying to learn more about just what this world was supposedly about, and just what the hoops were, and why now.
Hair still pulled into a tight, constricting bun, Emma ignored any looks as she prowled the streets, a few feet behind her assignment while she periodically checked her device. Stopping into one of the many coffee shops, Emma waited on the street, choosing to magically acquire a coffee herself rather than queue for an over priced cappuccino. Waiting within eyeline for potential-cheater. This was a waste of her time, trailing someone around, she should be elsewhere, finding a use for this world or working out her own way home.
At the very least, she needed to figure out if her dagger was here.