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נεғғεяsση (haberdashery) wrote in theconsolelog,
@ 2018-06-04 16:39:00

Entry tags:

emma swan, jefferson, status: complete

WHO: Emma Swan & Jefferson
WHERE: Emma's Home - Cerulean City
WHEN: June 4th - Afternoon
WHAT: Giving Emma some Magic books & putting a lock on her door
WARNINGS: NA - Will Update
STATUS:Complete

Jefferson was counting the days and while it wasn't the smartest choice of action, someone had to keep track of things around here. And three weeks in, Emma not having a lock on her door was at the top of the reasons he was certain she and Hook were going to get them all killed before they got 'home'. If that were even an option. Hook wanted a ship for ship's sake, and this woman was sleeping with an open door....and he was the one raised in the Forrest.

He used the hat to jump into Cerulean City, though it was not in front of the shop he'd wanted. It was in front of the damned Pokemon Healing Center....close enough. The town was easy enough to navigate. Trying to buy a lock was harder than he'd imagined, so he merely bought the tools to put one together. Apparently the whole place was just as lackadaisical. Who wouldn't be when the focus was tiny little creatures that only knew how to say their names...

"Swan," The Hatter knocked on her door before entering and then doing so, closing the door behind him, shaking his head. Not even a lock on the knob. What kind of 'modern' society...nevermind. A waste of time. He set his hat on the hook by the entrance and moved to the nearest open room with a table to unload his satchel full of supplies. Notes, books, and now some tools to configure a lock for her door. He didn't bother waiting for her to find him before he started tinkering with the slider for her lock, assembling the screws with a tiny screwdriver he'd acquired. It's a good thing the people in Aboda Village didn't know how to sew very well. They'd all but given him all their coins for spending half a day fixing their clothing.

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haberdashery
2018-06-04 09:23 pm UTC (link)

So many instances happened in Jefferson's life, in Storybrooke, time was a different sort of word to him. So were action and consequences. Perhaps kidnapping and threatening with weapons was a very bad thing to do indeed, if he really wanted to hurt Emma or Snow White he would have done so. As he'd stated several times, he just wanted his daughter. Such was the way. All of that was in the last curse, the last time he'd been sent to another land with another sort of rules, he'd moved on to this one. Perhaps he shouldn't have been so numb to it. But if he let it get to him like it had in Wonderland, he'd go mad.

That was just no good for anyone.

"I have no idea what that is," he commented dryly as he continued to work on her lock, fingers working slowly and meticulously. Thankfully when you came from nothing you learned how to make things just work with what you had. Especially if tinkering was involved. Jefferson would figure it out. He did look up at her through his working fingers from his spot on the couch when she inquired about the hat. "If we wanted to steal, yes. But I figured it was better to pay for the parts since we're stuck here. You'd be surprised what people will pay you for in the neighboring villages...those are for you." He motioned with his shoulder to the three shapely books on the coffee table. One was incredibly tiny, one large, the other quite regular. Yes, like in a story book. And they all looked either ancient or like they'd been through a hurricane.

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savioring
2018-06-04 10:30 pm UTC (link)

So far, this trip out of her realm was the better of the three; the Enchanted Forest had been turbulent, and she and Snow had faced one hell of a battle to get home, and she wasn't even going to start about Neverland, that had been utter hell. Living in a land for Pokemon, even if it wasn't home, it wasn't the worst possible place.

"Pokemon, just, it's a thing." It seemed like that would be the explanation for several things around this place, but she did opt to live where they were. Primarily because she figured the Henry would like this place if he ever ended up there.

Shuffling over to the books he'd left out, keeping an eye on what he was tinkering with on her sofa, Emma just rolled her eyes; locking her door wasn't exactly a priority she'd figured. "I didn't even know they had locks, nothing around here is locked." She'd dropped into the Healing Centre a few times, even at night, and it was just open. She'd accidentally gone into the wrong apartment once and there wasn't even a batted eyelid at the mistake.

Poking at the books, not even surprised he'd managed to find these things in this place, Emma started leafing the pages of the larger sized book. "Happen to know if any of these give instructions on how to jump start magic?" Like a car, that's battery needed a little boost.

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haberdashery
2018-06-05 02:20 am UTC (link)

It was a thing. She appeared here, and she wouldn't leave this place. Perhaps there was a method to that. Going where one entered, or being easy to find.

"You grew up in a land without magic, where the crime rate in larger cities is more barbaric than the slimiest parts of the Enchanted Forrest. There's little excuse for a lock-less door." He was too old to argue on about this. His little girl would know better and they lived in a cottage made of mud. Magical land of children loving monsters was making her feel all mushy and safe, but he'd already said there was no safe in a new realm. And no one listened to him. Why did he bother?

Jefferson grabbed for the battery operated power tool and pushed up from the couch to go to the front door and begin to mark where to place the screws. "The larger one is supposed to hold the basics. Though the mystic cautioned to make sure you practiced in a safe place. Away from others." He looked over his shoulder but briefly to stare at her pointedly. "And take it seriously. It wasn't easy to get her to part with those."

And with that, he began to screw in her lock so that she wouldn't be susceptible to the Ghastly that was lurking out her window but apparently held no danger.

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savioring
2018-06-05 06:28 pm UTC (link)

"I did," Emma flipped a few pages, not looking up, "I also grew up in places that had no locks, and sometimes no doors at all. And then I lived in Storybrooke, where no one needed locks. Do you have a point here, Jefferson?" Her apartment in Boston was locked, always. The house she had in Tallahassee hadn't been locked, but that was her being young and naive. The land of carefree critters and healers didn't seem like it needed her to stress too much about her door not having a lock.

But, apparently, Jefferson was going to panic about it enough for everyone.

"Okay, get your panties out of their wad, jeez." She wasn't about to go into detail about how much had changed since the last time she'd seen him -when Mary Margaret knocked him out of his window, or since he seemed to remember himself either. "At least no one here is gonna drop me off a cliff face like Regina. I didn't even know Storybrooke had cliffs." Because only Jefferson ever mapped Storybrooke and no one could ever find him when they needed to go traipsing through the woods.

The book looked stupidly complex though, for something being 'the basics', "That's if I can even do anything anymore. It might all be gone."

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haberdashery
2018-06-05 07:26 pm UTC (link)

"My point is, we're in a new realm, we don't know everything, should not take anything at face value, and you're smarter than that. Quit being difficult for the sake of arguing." He huffed, finishing installing her lock, slipping the latch together tightly for emphasis before returning to the couch.

Honestly, it was like addressing children. Who were raised poorly--but given Emma's background, perhaps that was entirely the case.

No one could find him because he didn't want to be found. He didn't want to be bothered. He just wanted his daughter, and nothing more. Not get mixed up in royal affairs and magic users abusing their power with deep dark secrets. He sighed again as he sat on the couch. "You won't know if you don't try. You've got the most powerful source of defense against this realm. Frankly, I don't think our bullets or Hook's sword and smarmy personality will do much."

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savioring
2018-06-05 09:24 pm UTC (link)

Emma just shook her head at the lock. "Is there a key for that then?" Or was she only locking her door when she was home. Which wasn't an incredibly common occurrence so far.

Huffing out a breath, Emma snapped the book shut, leaning against the table, "Had, I had the most powerful source of defence." Did she regret saving Hook? Of course not, not even their weird back and forth flirting/hating/arguing could make her regret saving any life she could. "Zelena took that away, I need to figure out if I still have any of it left." It would be handy right now, if she still had something, even as untrained as she was.

"Maybe you'll sass anyone that tries to mess with us, criticise their living conditions and call them idiots." At the very least he might hurt their feelings enough.

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haberdashery
2018-06-05 09:41 pm UTC (link)

"If you want a lock for the knob, buy a new knob yourself. And you're welcome, by the way." The Hatter rolled his eyes abruptly before opening up his notes to splay across the table, a set for each land he'd come into contact, a general size radius, it's inhabitants. Very much still in the skeletal stages.

He was a long way from actually plotting out a real map for this, but the notes was where it started. And it would only come in handy should this world be more vast than they thought.

Jefferson dropped what he was doing and sat up to his full height to look at Emma in agitation. "Maybe that's what she wanted you to think. You're the golden...whatever of the Forrest. You can't just 'take' someone's magic away. Rumple has tried it, Regina has tried it. Magic comes in more forms than one...you should know that by now." His eyes narrowed into a glare at her continuing jabs. "Or maybe, you can stop projecting your insecurities and try for once instead of complain. I've exhausted the resources of my capabilities and knowledge in order to try and help. What have you done, Princess?"

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savioring
2018-06-05 10:09 pm UTC (link)

"I didn't ask you to lock my door, doofus." She really needed to remember to not go to the school yard names, even as she crossed her arms over her chest defensively, fighting the urge to stick her tongue out at him. "Thank you for being utterly paranoid because your experience in other realms suck." Which, to be fair, so did hers. But she wasn't really ready to give him an 'I told you so' and let him be right.

She didn't have time to get interested in his notes or anything before he started with the diva routine, the same old 'you have to do something to help me' that she'd been hearing since she rolled into Storybrooke. "I don't want to be the Golden whatever." She never asked anyone to rely on her, to need her, to depend on her. She wasn't that type of person, she barely got by on her own sometimes. And then Henry came back into her life and before she knew it everyone in town was looking to her, needing her to help them, to save them.

She couldn't even save herself for crap sake.

"I gave up my job and my life to help your little storybook town, and get shot into another realm and fight witches and pirates and damn ageless children who stole my son's heart. I didn't want to go back to Storybrooke, I was happy in New York, but oh no, it's got to be Emma, she's got to give up everything and save everyone." Did it feel nice to have family? Yes. Of course it did, she'd gone from unwanted orphan to princess, but that came with so much else and Emma just wanted something simple, wanted something quite. Not for everyone to come to her with all their problems and expect her to magically fix them.

"I'm not the only person here with magic. You and Hook are just too cowardly to deal with Regina."

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haberdashery
2018-06-05 10:38 pm UTC (link)

"Oh boo hoo, Emma. You were orphaned into another world and learned you have a greater purpose in your life, filled with the love and support of an entire kingdom unconditionally. You think you're the only one without parents to be shit out of that Forrest? At least yours cared about you, and you had the ability to save your son. One that's still waiting for you back home, not in this damned realm." This was obviously a large waste of time and he had once again exhausted his resources, time, and effort into someone or something that was beyond help.

What happened to wanting to get home? Was he the only one who wanted to get back to his child? He could have sworn the three of them had that one thing in common, in the very least.

So the Hatter packed up his notes, thought on taking the books back to trade for something that could be used, but avoided it, standing and slinging his napsack back over his shoulder, glowering down at the sad waste of time that was sitting there waiting for....who knew what she was waiting for. "No, fool, I'm too smart to deal with Regina. And certainly know a lost cause when I see one. Do Hook and I have magic? Are we doing something? Stop playing the clipped bird. If you don't want to help or try, just say so, and stop wasting everyone else's time."

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savioring
2018-06-06 09:55 pm UTC (link)

"Oh, so that's it? I'm only useful if I have magic? That's all that matters?" There was a lot of that Emma hadn't unpacked yet, her place in the world being what it was. Her value was constantly attached to being the savior, being Snow and Charming's daughter, having magic. That was what she was to all those people; something created from True Love, a power source.

She wasn't Emma Swan, friend and family member, she was the Savior, Snow and Charming's daughter Emma. And sometimes that was too much for her, she just wanted to be Emma, just wanted to know that people wanted her for her. Not because of what she could do for them.

"Forget the fact that I've proven I can take care of myself without magic, that I can fight and lead, and contribute without having sparkly powers." Because who wanted to think that all they were around for was because of weird powers they had because mom and dad loved each other. "So if being me, without magic, is wasting anyone's time, feel free to lock the door behind you, because I'm sorry I'm not what you want."

But she could deal with that, because she was used to that, so screw them. If they couldn't just accept she didn't have that anymore, she wasn't what they wanted so badly, and pushing it on her wasn't going to change anything.

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haberdashery
2018-06-06 10:21 pm UTC (link)

And here he'd thought he was an emotional mess.

"And where is that fight and leadership now? Hmm?" He asked, folding his arms and looking over her as if it were something that could appear over her shoulders. "I want your help. Idiot. And when someone gives you a lock on your door to keep you safe? When they travel to diseased lands to barter coins they've earned working with the only skills they have to try and help you, maybe, you should take that as an olive branch instead of turning it into a pity party."

The Hatter moved around her to grab his hat, gripping the brim tightly. "What matters is getting home. Who or what you are, or what you can do is irrelevant. So long as you do something. You won't even try to do anything." He set the hat on the floor and let it spin until it grew, swirling to the size of a portal that would open just outside his dwelling where he took refuge before jumping in.

At the very least, the ungrateful child would have a locked door.

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