ataraxion | ♛ ００１| ＶＩＤＥＯ

Tranquility.

[ The greeting comes from a woman who is longing about in a chair, all heels, business wear and red lips. She looks calm or at least, calm enough given the situation. There is a smile on her lips, as if this amuses her on a certain level.

But if her smile is silk her eyes are steel. ]

Quite a predicament, this is. My arrival seemed to be in tune with the message from our -

[ a faux! pensive pause ]

-- Graceful companion.

I will not ask of how one leaves or why are we here, as I have no intention to waste your time or my own. I will make one inquiry.

[ her voice turns strict, as if she is used to be making inquiries. ]

I am in search of a child. His name is Henry Mills, he is ten years old. If there is such a passenger aboard this ship, I would have him sent to me, I am his mother.

[ a pause; and then, another. ]

I would also ask of the portal through which we came here. I know all gain consciousness in what you call the couches. I mean to ask if we have knowledge of the portal through which we are transferred into the couches.

[ another smile, almost pleasant this time. ]

Much obliged.

[ and that would be all; there is a very limited amount of time in which Regina Mills can pretend to be nice. ]

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I don't think the portals are actually here on the ship. We probably pass them every month, when the ship speeds up to do the jump. That's what I think probably happens, from what I was told.

[ well this has certainly caught her interest. ]

Do you think the portals are in space then? And they pull people from...different spaces.

[ Space is something that different between one realm and another, she knows. The stars in Storybrooke were not the same as the ones in the Enchanted Forest. ]

They could be. Maybe some of the gravity couches just so happen to pass through them during the jump, so that people wind up randomly showing here when it happens.

[ John sounds like he's just theorizing as he goes along because that's more or less exactly what he's doing. He's no stranger to time and interdimensional travel, so he's trying to put things together in the way that he's seen it work where he's from. ]

That would mean that there is no purpose for us being here, supposedly. If this is all a casual mistake of space.

[ and she refuses to believe that; there must be a kidnapper, someone for her to punish. She knows no other way. ]

I'm not saying it has to be entirely casual, like the ship just sped up and we got pulled into it as it passed by random portals. It could've been a more strategic thing where the ship got maneuvered so that it purposefully passed through these portals to bring us into it. Think maybe we could blame one of the pilots or something?

[ Regina doesn't love to admit she doesn't quite grasp things but this is different than any portal she ever heard of. She listens, nods her head. ]

Yes, that would be sensible. I heard the captain of this ship does not often speak to the passengers or should I see the abducted ones.

I haven't really heard about the captain, but I think he's probably got to know something if he doesn't want to talk to anyone. You know if anyone's already seen or met with the captain, or maybe if there's anyone else who's been here long enough to know about that stuff?

[ But given some thought, people have been here for months already and have observed the cycle of jumps at least twelve times if they're going by the tattoos. If they still don't have the answers now, what makes him think that anyone new will fare better obtaining them. ]

That is the information I am trying to obtain but it seems as if the prisoners here have many questions and very few answers. I do not know why we are held here but our abductors are good at hiding their secrets, that is clear.

Sounds like a pain. Got any ideas on what to do about it? They've had to have tried a whole bunch of things by now, and I don't think they'd still be here months--or hell, even a year--later if something actually worked.

Yes. I would seek information on what they had tried as to not repeat their mistakes.

[ as painful as it is for her to admit that she's able of making mistakes. ]

To each labyrinth there is an exit; as complex as it might seem. ]

Right, I guess that makes sense.

[ He lets it get quiet, thinking. ]

So, were you able to find your kid yet, or has anyone said anything about him? You said his name's Henry, right?

Henry, yes. According to my understanding, he is not here. But I will continue searching. He might have taken into hiding, some of the children aboard this ship seem scared.

I see. I can keep an eye out for him, even if he's not here right now. We never really know who'll pop up in the future. Oh, also... what's your name? You know, so I could say that I've heard about his mom being here and stuff like that.

Regina Mills.

[ in that context, a name would do good. Henry behaving like he has two mothers and all. ]

Thank you for your efforts. I appreciate them - this ship is rather vast and any extra pair of eyes would do me well.

Got it, Regina. The name's John. Maybe we should meet up sometime or something.

John.

[ mm. not a social person, she is. But when it is required of her to be charming than by all means she would be. ]

Is there anywhere on this ship one can find coffee in?

Well, there are some kitchens on the different floors. I think we should be able to get some coffee there.

[ Or make it, possibly. John might want to make a special blend. ]

You're also oh-one-two, right? That should mean we're both on the twelfth floor.

Indeed.

Then coffee it will be.

[ though she must wonder where does the ship even gets coffee from. ]

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