Emma Swan

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( once upon a time , jennifer morrison , she/her , cis female ) ⋮ the census states that EMMA SWAN has been living in town limits for ONE MONTH . it makes sense the MAGICAL HUMAN can be found hanging around THE TOWN SQUARE .  SHE must be close to THIRTY-FOUR by now , do you think they’re still as BRAVE as they were before ? i overheard they DO NOT remember everything leading up until their arrival . nothing reminds me of them quite like RED LEATHER JACKETS, LIGHT MAGIC, LONG BLONDE HAIR . ( H , 21+ , pst , she/her , removed)

jinx was expecting the sheriff to draw a weapon immediately , a pistol or something , but she didn’t . she simply put her hands up in defence before her , which made jinx’s eyes narrow even more . flipping the switchblade through her fingers , she took a couple of steps towards the other as her eyes assessed her from top to bottom . “you seem new to the role ,” she noted , “any other police officer would’ve put a bullet between my eyes already .”

her mind was racing . this strange sheriff could be useful , but not if she was locked up in a cell so she stopped about ten paces away from her . “maybe you can help ,” jinx replied , “what do you know about this town ?” keeping her questions vague would be best bet for now . she was tough and a survivalist , but she did not want to end up in jail . or even worse , a psych ward .

@inredleather

Emma took a step back when the young woman moved forward. Blue eyes darted between the blade, and the stern face before her. She kept her hands up, but began to lower them- slowly. It didn’t seem like she really wanted to attack her, and Emma had a good sense of these things. She could easily see this girl was heavy on the defense. She’d seen some serious shit, and been through worse no doubt. It made Emma think of herself when she was younger. Growing up in the system, spending time in jail. She knew what it felt like to have to keep your walls up all the time, trusting no one, and assuming that anyone and everyone will stab you in the back the second they get the chance. 

“I’m a shoot later, questions first kinda gal.” Her expression was stable, emotionless. She wasn’t yet certain that she was making the right call by letting her guard down, but intuitively- it felt right. “I’m new here, that’s true. I think it’s a town with...good intentions. Kinda weird, but...a lot of good things are, right?” She shrugged slightly, very slightly. “I can’t say I know very much about it’s history...and...not many other people seem to..... either.” Come to think of it....it was a little strange that nobody seemed to know it’s origin story, or the population count...or.........her mind trailed off, but she remembered herself in the present. “Where’s your family? Are you here alone?” 

jinx had been out almost the whole night already . she had scouted as far as her legs would take her , trying to find something , anything . whether that be a fence or a giant wall , or hell , maybe even a giant forcefield around the town keeping everyone in . her mind was racing as she tried to evaluate everything that happened since she got here . it seemed no one was more alarmed than she was .

she had soon started to get tired . even though she had a body that was chemically enhanced , she did still have limits . she wasn’t invincible . so eventually , jinx ended up at the park , carving her signature symbol into almost every tree . it was a messed up face of a monkey , but not a normal monkey , the type that was a wind up toy and held cymbals in their hands . jinx whipped around to face where the female’s voice had came from , her switchblade knife grasped tightly in her hand . “i’ve never had a chaperone my whole life , and i certainly don’t need one now ,” she snapped , her eyes narrowing as she spied the badge resting on the other’s hip .

@inredleather​

“woahhhh there.” Emma raised two gloved hands in an attempt to put the girl more at ease. She could tell something was wrong, the girl was distressed in some way- but it wasn’t clear if it was mental in origin or if something very real had pushed her to this state. “I can see something is....troubling you.” She spotted the stranger’s eye-line shoot to her badge. It was probably safe to assume the girl wasn’t a fan of authority. 

“I just want to know if you’re ok, and if I can help.” The blonde shrugged a little, almost sheepishly. It sounded a little silly out loud. “You can put the knife down, we’re just talking here.”

At least no one here knew she was an ex criminal herself. 

Walking through the park, she came upon someone walking, all alone. “Hey, it’s getting kind of late. Do you live around here?” The blonde glanced around the area. “I can walk you home if you want.” She shrugged. She wasn’t out here trying to make herself feel important, she just wanted to make sure everybody was taken care of.