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ʀᴇɢɪɴᴀ ᴍɪʟʟs ♕ ᴛʜᴇ (ᴇᴠɪʟ) ǫᴜᴇᴇɴ ([personal profile] disheartening) wrote in [community profile] ataraxion2012-11-12 08:21 pm

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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. ]
blasphemous: (whole life ahead of her)

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[personal profile] blasphemous 2012-11-12 09:04 pm (UTC)(link)
There was someone else asking about the children of this place. You might check with her.

Otherwise, a description might help.
blasphemous: (rumours)

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[personal profile] blasphemous 2012-11-13 05:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[Meg swaps to video and glances to the picture.]

Sorry, I haven't seen him.
Edited (random icon, no.) 2012-11-13 17:59 (UTC)
blasphemous: (then came the rain)

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[personal profile] blasphemous 2012-11-13 06:17 pm (UTC)(link)
I haven't seen any myself, yet, but I've heard a few broadcasts asking about them. [She scrolls through the log of transmissions and pings this one to her.]

That's the most solid lead I can give you.
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video → forever

[personal profile] blasphemous 2012-11-14 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
From what I've seen so far? The place is turning out to have quite a unique form of charm -- and I'm Meg.
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[personal profile] blasphemous 2012-11-18 12:46 am (UTC)(link)
It's space. There are things that go bump in the night and then some.
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[personal profile] blasphemous 2012-11-20 05:00 am (UTC)(link)
I think they are unrelated. The aboard the ship happens to be some of the actual people that have been taken. And apparently the walls move.
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[personal profile] blasphemous 2012-11-22 08:33 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm not sure it's that, but it is definitely something I haven't seen in modern architecture.
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[personal profile] blasphemous 2012-11-23 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
It does take a bit of creativity to draw people from different points in their own personal history.
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[personal profile] blasphemous 2012-12-09 12:24 am (UTC)(link)
(ooc: sorry for the delay! I was on vacation in Disney.)

This most recent jump -- not long at all.
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[personal profile] blasphemous 2012-12-09 04:26 pm (UTC)(link)
(ooc: my instagram has photos and Ginnifer Goodwin was the Mistress of Events at the ribbon cutting!)

I'm finding it... cold and depressing.
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[personal profile] blasphemous 2012-12-09 07:26 pm (UTC)(link)
(ooc; It was a lot of fun! But I'm sick now;;)

Well, Hell is slightly warmer than this - though, definitely not a cheerful place. The "It's a Small World" ride is its own form of torture and that is meant to be very warm and cheery.
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[personal profile] blasphemous 2012-12-14 01:14 am (UTC)(link)
It does make one a bit more grateful for the smaller things in life.