Lizard

“Don’t worry that little head of your’s, I’m not going to hurt him. He might not be my current ally, but I never betray the trust of someone who helped me. Especially when the person involved is about as useful as a wet piece of cloth.” It took more than some time spent on a wall to kill her, considering the century spent in the tower a long dead ruler had seen fit for her. Besides, it kept her away from Jafar, which was a treat in her book.

“So wouldn’t hurtin’ me mean betraying him? I am his best friend y’know. Even if he don’t love me. And I know he doesn’t.” She glared. It was dumb but well- she couldn’t help herself from a little shot at making this woman leave. She had spent too long crying. Too long worrying herself over Will. She’d been afraid down here for a while She was simply exhausted of all the emotions since her death. 

Will chuckled, “If ‘m careful ‘bout it, could last me a few months. Got in the habit of nicking from the liquor store. Idiot who works there has a habit of sleeping on th’ job. Could get a couple bottles a week if I timed it right.” Though he also drank almost a bottle a week, so he wasn’t taking all that much. Not really. “Get the feeling ‘drunk’ isn’t a thing that can happen down ‘ere. Too good ‘a feeling to keep around.”

“Sounds fun.” She smirked, she did still enjoy the thrill of stealing, so she couldn’t blame the fact that he was still stealing. It was exciting, a little immoral... but if the man did his job, there wouldn’t be an issue right? “That’s true... this isn’t the most lively place y’know.” She grinned at her own joke., It was stupid, but it amused her.

“Keep that brave face on, little mouse. You’re going to need it in the future.” She hummed quietly, moving further off to the side. “That boy you love so much is down here, did you know that? I let him go, before you start worrying. I’m not about to harm the man who let me go.” Her lips curled in a mockery of a smile. “Did you know that? It was Will Scarlet who released me from the wall after Jafar put me there.”

“Yes, I know.” Well she really wasn’t a mind reader. Or she’d have known that. A very brief moment of panic crossed her when she realized it meant the Jabberwocky had encountered Will... but he was fine. She didn’t seem to kill anyway. Just scare. “Sounds like him. We’re thieves, not murderers. And a prison is just as bad, isn’t it?” She couldn’t imagine being stuck in one place with your thoughts for centuries. A few moments was long enough.

“What do I want? That’s a funny question, coming from you. I want for nothing, other than people to fear me. I don’t know everything, little one, I know fear and what comes of it. I know of lost love and aching hearts. Contrary to an apparently popular belief, I’m not a mind reader.” Though there were times she wished for such power, her own ability was far more powerful. People could hide their fears under layers upon layers of thought; she could pluck terrors out like picking a flower. “I could leave, but I can also do anything I want. And what I want, right now, in this instant, is you.”

Lizard was already crying, and the tears continued to flow but she just stared at the creature in the form of a woman in front of her. She wiped her eyes and leveled a stare that was tainted by tears. "Do what you want...You can't hurt me anymore.I'm dead." The last words were almost a hiss as she kept eye contact.

“Avoiding it. I don’t trust that version of Storybrooke at all. I’ve been here a little while - before that fake town popped up.”

“What’s wrong with it? I got a friend who’s in there… seems fine to me… But I never saw it above. I’ve just been to Wonderland and the Forest.“

“I’m not explaining telly and video to you. Tried to explain s’mores to Alice and tha’ didn’t go over well. We’ll jus’ show ya instead of explainin’.” Especially since he couldn’t really figure out how to say ‘there’s moving pictures in a box and the kids enjoy them’ without sounding like a nutter. “Think th’ lack of booze would drive me up the wall. Good thing my entire stash came with us.” Shame he’d had to go out and try and fix things. He could’ve spent their entire time in the Underworld drunk. But he also saw their stay extending beyond the bottles he’d stashed, and that would have made life hell.

“… Okay.” She hadn’t the slightest idea what he meant by telly and video so she wasn’t overly concerned by those at the moment. Especially since he said he’d have to show her. “It did? Lemme guess, you’ve got enough for a while?” She knew Will, she’d seen a few bouts of his drinking, so she expected there to be plenty down here. She wasn’t quite as much of a drinker as he was… but you know what they say, you don’t know what you’ve got til it’s gone. “Thankfully there’s kind of other things to take your mind off of it down here… like running from ghouls that eat your soul.” She rose a brow at him. “I’m not even sure I can get drunk anymore honestly…”

But this one was putting on a brave face to hide her debilitating fear, which only made her more interesting. It was always interesting to her, how people would try and hide things to seem less appealing, and yet it had the opposite effect. They would never learn that from her, however. Of course the girl kept moving, which caused her to spin out of the tree and practically skip along behind her, the glee in her step not quite making it to her face. She started humming under her breath, murmuring nonsense lyrics to herself before skittering in front of Lizard, stop a few feet in front of the girl. “No witty comment? No snark to support the tears? What a… disappointment.”

She listened to the words, taking a deep breath trying to keep herself calm. However, the tears were already streaking down her cheeks and the comment from this creature was just about enough. “What do you want from me?? You can’t kill me, you know everything already!!!” It was mix between anger and desperation to get this creature to go away, mixed with the feelings of everything this creature was bringing to light again. “No, Will doesn’t love me, but I can’t do anything about that! I’m not even sure I can leave this place!” Her voice cracked. “Can’t you just go away?!?”

  He nodded. “I do. I do believe it. I’ve seen a lot of things in my travelling. You’re looking at the only person to ever escape Neverland. If I can do that I can anything’s possible,” he explained. “And…I do. At least I hope so. I’ve got a son to be a father to and a father to get to know and all sorts of stuff to live for. I don’t know how, yet. But I don’t plan on staying in this place for all eternity.”

“I don’t know what Neverland is…” She shrugged a little, understanding that there were tons of towns and things that she didn’t know of. She hadn’t even known Wonderland existed before she met that man that took her there. “I don’t have anything out of here… but I’d like a chance to have something to live for.” But if it came down to only a few people leaving, she’d give up her spot. She had nothing. Just a hope for a life. others had children, and people who loved them.

She was walking quickly, though not quite a run. A run would make it seem like she was afraid of the creature... and she wasn't. She was afraid of what the creature could do. Lizard's fears weren't well hidden. She knew that. She just wanted to leave, get away from the anxiety caused by wondering exactly when this creature would bring them up. Or what else she'd find in her mind. She knew, the moment she felt the creature's presence again, what would be brought up. Tears stung at Lizard's eyes at the creatures words. But she didn't look at ehr, she just kept walking. Like any bully, she hoped ignore it and leave would work. She blinked hard, one hand coming up to wipe away her tears before they could slide down her cheeks. She kept her eyes forward, a silent mantra of Don't look at her. Don't look at her. Don't look at her. running through her mind as she kept trucking forward.

“An’ here I was hoping this wasn’t going to end up like ‘nother one of those movies the kids in town keep watching,” he grumbled. Part of him had been hoping for another mythos, though he knew that the Greek was probably the less likely to murder all of them out of spite. But that wasn’t really considering his own personal luck, which recently, had been about as consistent as the mood swings in town. “Garden? Like, with food? Ain’t that the stuff that keeps you here forever?” Or was that something different? Blimey, there was too much information try to be crammed in his head at once. 

"What's that suppose to mean?" She looked at him for a moment like he'd just grown another head. Sure she knew Storybrooke was different but what the hell was Will on about this time? Movies? Things th ekids watched? She didn't have the foggiest idea. "I think it's any food that's from down here. I ain't about to test any of it to find out. I don't need to eat anymore and I'm not going to. Not with that risk." She shook her head. If she could get out she wasn't going to even look at the freshest tart made or think about the sweetest wine. No, that could wait.

“I see, yeah that’s makes sense enough… Didja come with the town? Or just plan on avoidin’ it?”

“So there is some residual thought inside your head. I thought the Caterpillar liked to siphon all the smart from his people.” She’d only heard things about the creature that ran the underworld, but the chatter was enough to make her curious. “It’s funny that you think I owe you anything like an explanation. You served your purpose after death- that’s all you need to know.”

“You heard wrong.” That was the only comment. Sure the Caterpillar did align with some less intelligent folk, but they were the brawn. There were others, like Lizard and Will- they were bright, clever, and good at more than just grabbing someone. “You put an awful lot of energy into gettin’ on people’s nerves don’t you?” She looked at the woman, scoffing. She’d been hanging out with Will for long enough there was a form of immunity to such tactics. Along with the others on the Caterpillar’s team. She was one of only a few women. So she was occasionally target of banter. “You know what? Whatever. I don’t care. Not like can do anything about it anyway, right?” She shrugged. “You have your fun- doin’… whatever it is you wanna do. I’m gonna… go… anywhere else.” She nodded and turned. She didn’t think it would be that easy to get away but hey, she could try, right?

"Hades. That's what I've heard his name is." She shrugged. She hadn't met the guy, but though she didn't spend a lot of time chatting at a local pub or anything, there were moments in passing when she'd meet someone and they'd warn her of something. The food for example had been a passing warning from a stranger. "Only met a few others like me. None of the big wigs. Though, I heard he's got a garden, which must mean he's got some kinda house, yeah?" Palace, Castle, something. He was a god after all he'd probably have something over the top. She shook her head at his comment. "You can't even stop gettin' locked up in another world."