You won't face the darkness so I'll just walk right in WHO:Emma & Isaac WHEN: While Killian distracts everyone WHERE: The Mall WHAT: There's a few ingredients for the Dark Ones plans that require some outside assistance. RATING/WARNINGS: TBD STATUS: In Progress
If there was one thing Killian was very good at, it was distractions. The zombies were moving so nicely through the town, doing their worst, keeping people occupied, and Killian would likely assist with that, while Emma got things together. They weren't exactly pressed for time, but the sooner the better here. Before someone did something foolish and tried to stop them.
Emma didn't want to have to kill anyone, but she would if she had to, for what they were doing.
It was what brought her to the mall, wandering through the long and empty ground floor, taking the stairs slowly and measured, her heels clicking along the tiled floors. There were many people to choose from here, and for a moment she'd considered asking Jefferson to aid them, to help her and Killian end it all. But she passed that thought, unsure if he would baulk at the extensiveness of the plan.
So here she was, in the food court, waltzing rather than just appearing. She knew the little werewolf would hear her coming, sense her coming, and that was better than startling the boy. No one needed to be hurt, and doing this would minimise the chance of it. She'd just make her case carefully.