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audio » singing egos event, night / TAKES YOUR INBOX'S VIRGINITY SLOWLY AND GENTLY

[disparage]

[ caroline's drunk! lena's disappearance has left her alone, and she's found solace in the bar on the fifth floor. she scrolls through her communicator and thinks she's calling jeremy — why she'd want to sing to him is beyond her, but, you know, he's kind of cute and dorky and answers his phone (except for right now). she's so tired of feeling upset that she decides to pick a song that lifts her spirits, but not as high as the alcohol. she sings man! i feel like a woman because regina deserves to feel like she's damn awesome, just like caroline does in this very moment, even if it happens to be a lie. ]

I'm going out tonight-I'm feelin' alright
Gonna let it all hang out
Wanna make some noise-really raise my voice
Yeah, I wanna scream and shout
No inhibitions-make no conditions
Get a little outta line
I ain't gonna act politically correct
I only wanna have a good time

The best thing about being a woman
Is the prerogative to have a little fun

Oh, oh, oh, go totally crazy-forget I'm a lady
Men's shirts-short skirts
Oh, oh, oh, really go wild-yeah, doin' it in style
Oh, oh, oh, get in the action-feel the attraction
Color my hair-do what I dare
Oh, oh, oh, I wanna be free-yeah, to feel the way I feel
Man! I feel like a woman!

[ caroline sounds like this. and then she'll hang up, bye. ]

audio » singing egos event, night / OOH BE GENTLE CAROLINE-SENPAI

[madehervows]

[While the song is definitely a bit of an ego boost (not that she needs one, her head is rather swollen even without Wonderland's help) she doesn't recognise the number.

She can't help but dial back, if only because who you are, mystery singer?]

While I appreciate the song, who is this?

audio » coming back for round two, backdate to july 19 please.

[braiding]

[ it'd be easier if he were to simply begin this call with is this regina mills? but finnick's never opted for the mundane route, always taking the path that will lead him down something akin to an adventure. it's been on his mind for the last few days, ever since the high school culture festival event had worn off, finnick finding himself a touch confused by the nature of the life he had somewhat adopted for those three days, to contact the woman who had given him an insight that happened to transcend all alternate universes. ]

[ it's the fortune telling class, rather than the art exhibition he had been a great curator for, that sticks out in his mind; she may think her own fortune telling had been somewhat silly, but it had stuck with that finnick and continues to haunt this finnick, the notion he had been destined to be with annie regardless of the hunger games existing or not. rather than focus on his life actually being so boringly normal, finnick latches onto the one piece of hope he's been clinging to like a barnacle for a good few years. ]

[ it's clear in his tone he's smiling. ] I think you owe me a second dance, Miss Mills.

audio » if I must

[madehervows]

[When the event had ended, Regina had been furious at first. It wasn't the first event where memories were stripped away and replaced with a false reality, but it had been the first where Regina herself had been affected. Later, she'd laughed, because now she knows what it's truly like to be cursed. The second Dark Curse affected her, sure, but forgetting a year isn't the same thing as having an entire life created for you by some unseen force.]

[She isn't expecting the call, or the voice on the other end. Her booth was a farce, a simple trick to get a passing grade for a school she didn't even attend and wasn't real, so naturally now she wasn't putting much stock in it. Where she remembers him from more, though, is the dance. Even in her anger, she'll admit the dance was fun. And sneaking off with Robin, but the dance was something purely for herself, not decided by pixie dust.]

Maybe next time Wonderland decides to turn us into teenagers.

( ɹoɹɹᴉɯ | late evening of the 18th )

[mooring]

[ despite being privy to her own desire to cross over, finnick hadn't been able to confirm she had been successful in her endeavour until meeting her real. after a few attempts at charming the pants off of her, he'd called it a day, excusing himself to spend his time walking slowly within the mansion with a stride that suggested he owned the place. the encounter had left him feeling underwhelmed, somewhat disappointed by her own real, as he took to wondering how his was — the thought to join her lingered, but as the reals were swapping with their mirror counterparts, he thought it best his feet remain locked within the sand on this particular side of the looking glass. but he takes to her room to write on her mirror, wondering, for the first time he's written on it, if she'll see a message on the other side. ]

[ or perhaps the apple tree, but he finds her real is far from the ripe apple he's used to. ]

[vowsfulfilled]

[There are very few people on the mirrorside that Regina even bothers with. Her Huntsman from 'home' for one, but even he's become somewhat of a bore; the permanence of death on the colourless side of the glass doesn't lend itself well to having people hunted down. The victor's mirror, however, has managed to catch interest and keep it. A queen deserves only the very best, after all. With her self-given mission completed almost immediately after her arrival on this side of the glass, and unable to cross, she'd taken to her real's room. It's one of the few areas she can't spy on, both of them far more experienced with the magic of mirrors than most of Wonderland. She's uncovered them since, in case of communication from beyond the glass, and behold...]



[It's written in thick ink, the firm hand of royalty showing even on the mirror's surface.]

Audio

[henrydaniel]

Mom?

Can we talk?

[So much worry in his voice. He isn't sure she'll even want to see him or talk about things. ]

[madehervows]

[It would be so easy to ignore the call, to push Henry away and retreat further into herself. Maybe if they were still in Storybrooke she could, lock down the mayoral mansion and refuse visitors. Wonderland is an entirely different beast]

Henry...

[How do you even start this conversation?]

Are you okay?

[By deflecting, obviously.]

audio

[alionsheart]

Regina, I was hoping perhaps we could talk? If you have a spare moment, I'd quite like to stop by and see you.

audio; a little later

[madehervows]

[Things she was not expecting: This.]

I'm free now, if you're still interested.

[Will she regret this? Probably.]

Audio

[henrydaniel]

Mom, I met someone who's a human but got turned into a bird.

Do you think you can help her?

[madehervows]

...Turned into a bird how?

[Henry what.]

except where he'll totally text regina like five minutes after THAT HAPPENS

[undealt]

I would ask how you're feeling, but I have it on good faith, you aren't feeling much of anything at all.

[thanks, asshole.]

It seems your sister's lost whatever part of her mind she had left at long last.

[madehervows]

Cute.

It was bound to happen sooner or later. Being told you killed her might have had something to do with it.

[So you should probably just not sleep ever.]

7/05 | text | after their thread and the whole Hook mess

[wickedwest]

[This is not a conversation Zelena ever wanted to have, which is why it's a text one. Regina doesn't get to hear her or see her or any of that because no. She doesn't even want to do this, but she feels obligated to on some level.]

I might have made a mistake with that video of mine.

[madehervows]

[On the list of things Regina might expect, this ranks somewhere above learning to genuinely like Hook and somewhere below Storybrooke never facing another crisis.]

Oh? Did someone decide you were the spy and come after you?

backdated to the 28th

[thesamurai]

[ Outside of Regina's door is a survival kit with a note that simply says 'I know you have magic and you are very, very good at what you do, but you never know. Merry Christmas. Oh, and Henry has one, too. - Michonne' ]

3/18 | voice

[wickedwest]

Suppose I should at least thank you for not mentioning my name in that time travel mess.

[Unless it happened when she wasn't looking or after she wrote this, in which case wow. Screw you.]

[madehervows]

Can't I be proud of my big sister?

text » (after Henry's re-arrival but only by a few hours)

[thesamurai]

[ Michonne's just catching up, pardon her. ]

You need to come over?

[madehervows]

I don't know.

forward dated to Christmas Day

[spiritofgoodness]

[ Snow, of course, has something for Regina. There isn't a chance she wouldn't. Though it may be just a bit sappier than other things she'll be given.

Anyway.

There's something traditional because God knows Regina could relax. So, have candles, an eyemask, and perfume. But that isn't all. In a nice, velvet pouch, there are seeds - apple seeds - and a handwritten letter in an envelope which reads: ]

Dear Regina,

This isn't the first time I've written you a letter, but I do think this will be the first you read and take to heart. An explanation of the gifts first: Please do yourself a favor and relax. Sometimes, all you can do is take care of yourself and right now, that might be the best way to help everyone. The seeds are for you to plant here. I know how much you love your apple tree at home, and while some of us prefer pears, I must admit you know how to artfully fill a bowl more expensive than my entire shoe collection with only the best looking red apples. Perhaps you can use magic to make the tree grow, but if you can't, something will take root here to remind you of how much you've grown.

I realize you've been through so much more than I have and will experience eventually. But I know this sentiment will continue to be true: I'm so proud of you, Regina. You are exactly the woman I admired who saved me all those years ago. You've saved me again since then, or at least tried to sacrifice yourself, and you are, forever, a hero. Not only to me, but to Henry, Emma, Charming, and everyone else in Storybrooke.

Merry Christmas, Regina.

Always,

Snow

[ Everything is left just outside her door, Snow's script elegantly on the tag as 'To: Regina, Love: Snow.' ]

Here have some presents

[thesamurai]

[ Michonne picks everything for Regina carefully, leaving them neatly stacked outside of her room. The card simply says - 'From Mich' on it - a shortening of her name (pronounced like 'meesh'), a thing only one person in Wonderland can do.

The gifts are:

A pair of super nice and comfortable pajamas

A Cable knit blanket for them to cuddle under

A pair of wine glasses and of course a bottle of red to go with it. ]

action; dated 7-19

[spiritofgoodness]

[ It's customary for Emma to come over most mornings for breakfast, and this particular morning, Snow's expecting her. So, muffins and donuts are sitting on the table and the coffee is just finishing brewing when she realizes Emma's late. Which, to be fair, isn't in and of itself alarming, but she's late by far too long. So, Snow leaves her room and goes to Emma's, only to find the door cracked open. Pushing it in all the way reveals an empty room, and Snow's heart drops into her stomach.

She could handle a lot without David because Emma was here, because he'd want her to look out for their daughter no matter what. But now she's gone, and Snow swallows heavily, her chin trembling a little as she looks around the room. It's like she was never there, and Snow walks out, closing the door gently behind her before knocking on Regina's door insistently. It's early, but she knows better than to let herself in. No one needs to walk in on their step-mother in bed with her partner. Ever. ]

[madehervows]

[Early mornings have always been a thing for Regina, given Cora, but it became voluntary around the time Henry came into her life. Even in Wonderland, where there's no town to run and Henry has since became an adult, it's a hard habit to break. One that Michonne is trying to, definitely, but fortunately they've long since gotten dressed.]

Snow? [It hits her a second later that something is terribly wrong because Snow looks miserable. She steps aside to make room.] Come in.

action; 9-18

[henrydaniel]

[ He's back. Well, he and Ella are both back. It was just another trip back home to live out a few things, and now the curse is broken, completely. He knows everything, he's seen so much, and he has to tell Regina immediately.

Knocking on her door, he's dressed like he's been hanging out in the Enchanted Forest, but it's not that, not exactly. There's so much to tell her, and he can't wait, calling through the door. ]

Mom? It's me. I'm back.

[madehervows]

[It's been an incredibly difficult week -- the only solace coming from the fact Henry's coming back.

The second she hears his voice, she doesn't even wait to get to the door to open it, instead throwing it open with magic and wrapping him in a hug.]

Oh, Henry. It's so good to see you.

9/25 text. why? because.

[thesamurai]

We're going to a wedding. October 13th, it's a Saturday.

[madehervows]

I'll be sure to dress nice.