Prince of Thieves

What would you have me tell him about that WICKED woman? Roland is too young to understand the complexity of the situation Zelena has placed us all in.

Reincarnation is a NICE thought innit it? I'm not sure if I believe in it. I would like to believe something wonderful happens to us all after we leave this earth but I'm not sure what that wonderful will be.

My FAVORITE Christmas activity is cutting down a fresh tree. I enjoy the walk through nature while trying to find the perfect one for my home.

We will never know and I’m alright with this. I’m happy with YOU and maybe one day Wren. 

I have ALWAYS wanted to have children but life had other plans. Perhaps it was a sign I wouldn’t make a good father. 

Hyperion Heights feels like a small town in a big city which is very appealing to me. I don't think I could live anywhere else in Seattle and have the same level of comfort with others.

My free time is either spent at the range or with RONI. I can't ignore my adoration for binge watching television shows but those are generally enjoyed with Roni which ties into the original answer.

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Rowan Oxley Robin Locksley Sean Maguire

49

Owner of Apples, Arrows and Archery

in a relationship with Roni Ortiz

IMPORTANT CONNECTIONS:  Kian Rogers; best mate. He is friends with everyone he can be.

Her heart squeezed with longing for something she never had. For the family they could have been; for that part of Isabella’s life with her father that Regina missed and was never part of. Robin was a great father and Regina didn’t get the opportunity to see it because she took their child away from a loving father without even giving them a chance, and yet they were both standing here in Robin’s house, going through small chats that attempted to cover up for the inner anxieties almost like it was natural for them. “I’m sorry that my lasagna beat yours. In your defense, you had a very high standard here. Tough luck,” Regina chuckled as she placed the dish at the center of the table. Robin’s offers for drinks twisted her stomach. It was obvious that between the limited options of water and any kind of alcohol, water was the better choice. The smarter choice. “Water is fine,” she said without much thought, but then an inner struggle occurred as Regina glanced at the bag on the table. She hasn’t taken out the wine because she didn’t want Robin to have the wrong idea, and she didn’t want to do anything to jeopardise what they were, hopefully, trying to rebuilt tonight. Now that he was the one who brought up the alcohol, though… it wouldn’t be her idea, right? And wine was perfectly acceptable for dinner, too! Anything stronger, even though she could really use something like that right now, would have to wait for another time, if they ever have the chance to get there. “But… since you brought up wine…” Regina sheepishly reached inside the bag and pulled out the bottle of wine she found. A perfect Pinot Noir, she just noticed. “I believe my dear sister slipped it inside right before I left.” With flushed cheeks that she hoped Robin hasn’t noticed, Regina gave him an apologetic smile. There was no need to explain Cassie must have had a feeling they were going to share this meal. “And, honestly, can you get any more classic than lasagna and wine? It will be a shame not to do it the proper way, right?”

I'm afraid I don't understand what you mean when you say be a family. Communication may have been strained between us for many years but we were ALWAYS a family. Life has already brought us together again for a short amount of time which only proves beyond a doubt my original statement of always a family is verifiable.

Regina wasn’t quite convinced Robin was alright, but she realized it wasn’t her place to interfere if he didn’t wish to let her in, and he clearly didn’t want that. But when he told her she’d have to wait to get him alone later, Regina’s feelings were mixed. Robin was trying to lighten the mood, and probably attempted to get away with any more questions that might follow about his own state, but Regina was genuinely worried and concerned for him, and not only because of everything that happened in town these days. She didn’t offer him to get out of there because she wanted to get him alone in that sense if that was what he tried to suggest; their last days together meant more to her than just two emotional exes spending a few nights of raw passion before saying goodbye again. He didn’t know it, though. Feelings and emotions weren’t part of their recent conversations and that was their problem. Robin didn’t know it was more than the delightful passion. He didn’t know of her mixed emotions about returning to New York because she hasn’t told him. Should she tell him? Eventually, yes. Regina had to figure out her inner conflict and wrap her head around it before she could tell him, but he absolutely had a right to know. Right now wasn’t the time or place for that, though, so Regina swallowed the urge to give him a huge emotional speech to clarify her intentions here, and instead she simply gave Robin a small smile. “Sounds like a deal.” Maybe a distraction with fun activities was what he needed right now to take his mind off things, and she was going to be there for him - now, and later, after Robin had his ale, pumpkin pie and archery. Glancing around at the festival was terrifying, if she was being honest, but Robin’s excitement and the spark in his eyes as they met with hers again was almost contagious. She was going to survive this event simply because of the fact that seeing Robin happy was worth it. “No, I haven’t yet… I just…” too many memories, she thought. Memories that were mostly of them. It was ironic that the one person who was responsible for her reaction was the only person Regina was willing to have by her side as she attempted to set foot at the festival. “God, this is weird… I almost forgot what a huge deal this festival was.”

If I could no longer reside in Manitou Springs I would relocate to another Colorado town. Boulder, Vail or Cripple Creek are all great areas. I have to admit Boulder is a little to populated for me and Vail is a touristy town but they have areas my daughter could remain in the profession of her choice and still be close.

I HAVE been questioned by the FBI but not in the manner in which you speak. As a PARK RANGER it is my job to work alongside of any law enforcement agency. The FBI has questioned my knowledge on the case and inquired as to any leads we may or may not have.

Leaving Manitou Springs has NEVER crossed my mind. This town is my home and I will be here for as long as it exists. It would be ideal if those I care for would consider a holiday in another area for the time being but I will remained rooted.

Holidays in small towns were usually a huge deal, but the Fall Festival in Manitou Springs was a traditional celebration unlike any other! Regina hated it. Well, mostly, because she had to admit she had some good memories from her last festivals spent in town, and her ex was responsible for them. It was weird being in town again, weirder to be taking part in a tradition that was no longer part of her life but one that was rooted deep inside every citizen of Manitou Springs. She almost decided not to come. When Regina left town, she promised herself she was done with anything small towns like this had to offer; but knowing Isabella would be there, and with Robin asking her to join him, she agreed. The past days in town were spent together with Robin in a way she could only fantasize of in the past. While they both knew it was a matter of time before Regina had to leave town again, they were able to reconnect and bring back the beautiful spark they used to share. A spark they still shared, which only made Regina feel slightly more confused about her future in New York… or more precisely, her lack of future in New York. Regina mostly kept to herself as she waited for Robin to arrive to the festival. Izzie and possibly Thea too were out there with some friends, and Cassie was busy being Cassie and Regina didn’t want to ruin the mood with her sulky face. It wasn’t just the memories that overwhelmed her, she was also worried when Robin got called to work last minute to work on the disappearances cases. This whole thing started to feel extremely wrong and all she wanted was knowing he was there, with them, and safe. Regina didn’t notice how long it’s been, but a heavy breath was released when she finally spotted Robin making his way towards her and she rushed to meet him with a wide smile. “The dashing man who’s going to help me survive this festival?” she teased as they finally came face to face, grabbing his hand with a gentle squeeze. “Are you okay?” He just had to go look for possibly a crazy psycho in the woods! “We don’t have to stay if you want some peace and quiet.”

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Anxieties sucked air from lungs as feet hit the ground outside of the woodsy home. Finding a sterile cookie cutter house in the middle of the city had never been in the cards. The Locksley’s spent much time out in the elements whether it be camping, fishing, survival techniques or hunting. Being surrounded by tall trees provided a soothing atmosphere concrete could not. The dwelling and accommodations provided by nature were one of the reasons Regina fled. Memories aggressively hammered thoughts blocking out the normal feeling of tranquility arriving home. Heart hammered as loud as an axe making contact with a tree base when the vision of Regina walking to the door came in view. There was no rational reason for the Park Ranger to be stunned beyond the level already achieved. It was foolish to think back to what if. The door clicked softly to make every effort not to startle Regina right out the door. Compliments of the home brought forth the signature lopsided grin. “Thank you.” Decor wasn’t a hobby Robin excelled. “I will make sure to pass on your opinion to the person actually responsible for the remodel.” Having friends with keen eyes for matching furniture and artwork was a great advantage. Even more shocking was the woman’s twin sister was one who helped. They could stand in the middle of the living space for hours silently reminiscing over what was and ponder what could have been or they could eat. Nervous hands rubbed together as steps backward were taken in the direction of the dining room. “Care to join me or will I be dining on this delicious lasagna alone.” Lips curved to a smirk before he turned to fetch dinnerware from kitchen cabinets. Once out of sight Robin allowed true emotions to show. Limbs quaked with nerves and soft chuckles burst free over how absurd this evening was going. Trembling fingers cautiously pinched wine glass stems before reaching for plates. Words of encouragement were uttered to himself because there was no reason for anything but calm. “Get it together, Robin.” Yes there had been a chance for a bright future for the couple in this very abode but Regina chose a different path. It was unfair to project emotions onto a women for following her heart. A deep breath was sucked in, held for a few moments then released before re-entering the dining area. They could be friends right? He began to speak before she was in view again. “Let’s see if this food is as good as I’ve heard!” It was with a renewed sense of what could be the table was set. There was no doubt the dish would be anything less than phenomenal with the way Isabella raved and craved it. “I can tell you the remade frozen lasagna I buy at the grocery store does not get the desired effect when feeding our child.” Laughter wrapped words. “She craves this often.” 

The longer she stood there, the deeper Regina was going to drown herself in sorrow. This place now contained a lifetime of memories she wasn’t part of, and it was the first time Regina truly realized the impact of her leaving. Did life and a fancy job in the big city was really worth it when she could have had a comfortable life here, with her family, a partner she loved and a daughter? It seemed worth it at that time. She wasn’t naive to think it would have been all fun and games - no one could tell if she and Robin were even going to last as young parents trying to navigate life and parenthood together, but at least their daughter was going to have both her parents there at any given time and live among her entire family. Robin’s voice suddenly reminded her he was there too, and Regina was quick to come back to reality as she watched him heading for the dining room. “Oh, no, there is absolutely no way I’m letting you eat all of that alone,” she warned with a chuckle and went over to the dining table to place the food there. When Robin was out of sight in the kitchen, Regina attempted to focus on her task of taking out the dishes. It was difficult not to glance at the photos again and feel that pang of guilt. When Regina took out the dishes, she found something that wasn’t meant to be there. A bottle of wine… which certainly wasn’t there when she packed the food! “Cassie…” she grumbled, because of course it was Cassie slipping a bottle of wine and just happen to know she was going to share dinner with Robin instead of Izzie tonight! The bottle nearly slipped from her grasp when Robin spoke again, and Regina managed to hide it back inside the bag that was left on the table before he showed up. It wouldn’t be appropriate for Robin to get the wrong idea… not that she didn’t want to share that drink with him, and hell, they were going to need it if they were going to sit down and talk, but it was better to keep it away, at least for now. Regina couldn’t hide the proud smile that slowly grew on her face from hearing again of how much he’d heard about her food. “So much pressure, I’m not sure I can handle it,” she laughed as she helped Robin set the table. There was something very intimate and homey in this setting that anyone who walked into this scene could have easily mistaken them for a couple. When she heard the words remade frozen lasagna Regina shuddered. “Oh god, now I remember I’ve heard some horror stories about your frozen lasagna. Robin, that’s possibly the worst thing you could buy!” shaking her head in disbelief, Regina let out a soft chuckle. “I hope it’s not all you fed her all these years.”

I do NOT find it odd the disappearances started when Regina returned to town. I'm not sure what you are you trying to get at but Regina would never and could never. She also has an AIRTIGHT alibi for the majority of the disappearances. An alibi that includes an entirely different kind of chanting.