if you keep on believing ♡

[spiritofgoodness]

Who: Snow White + You
Where: See prompts within post!
When: Rest of June
Rating: PGish Will edit if higher
Summary: Snow is getting there in regards to bieng a happier, typical her after family things.
The Story:

♡ s t a b l e s ♡

[ Since the recent(ish) responsibility given to her by Dan of taking care of Evelyn's horse Aqila, Snow's taken it very seriously, out at the stables every morning, usually just after the sun's risen. She takes her out for a ride to stretch her legs, then feeds her apples and gives her fresh hay and water. Once that's done, Snow takes her time to brush her out, talk to her and even sing. Today, she's singing a somewhat familiar fairy tale song inspired by her ever-present wish for David to be there with her. Maybe, if she keeps believing he'll arrive, he actually will. ]

♡ s h o o t i n g r a n g e ♡

[ It isn't guns that Snow shoots, but arrows which may be a bit different from what's normally fired at the targets. Music blaring in earbuds, she's focused but off, frowning when she doesn't hit her intended target. She never misses, so she tries again, then again. The third time she goes bullseye, so she hangs onto that, shaking off the prior misses and firing off five more shots. All of them hit dead center, but she knows the initial feeling of being off-balance is because of the lingering effects of the chess match, of watching her mirror be generally terrible even if she died early. A part of her wants to try reaching out but what good would it do? She's so distracted by her thoughts that she doesn't even realize it when someone's practicing their aim next to her until a gun goes off and breaks through the music and her thoughts, causing her to jump and look over, pulling out her earbuds. ]

♡ d i n e r ♡

[ Any time Snow's in the diner, she feels like she's home. She doesn't even have to close her eyes to do it since it is the diner from home, for the most part. Everything's the same, there's just no Granny or Ruby. Still, it's busy, so Snow goes to a table occupied by one and smiles, gesturing to the empty space. ]

Do you mind if I join you? Everyone seemed to have the same idea this morning.

♡ h e r r o o m (8th floor, room 21) ♡

[ Snow's room is basically just the same from home minus a kitchen and an actual loft. Still, it looks exactly the same as the apartment in Storybrooke, and today, in an effort to be neighborly, she has the door open while she sits at her little table sipping tea and reading a book. People don't seem to pass by often, but when they do, she smiles, the open door inviting but not demanding. Friends, family, people she's never met - she's up for any company in whatever form it may take.

Comments

shooting range

[middlefinger]

[wynonna spends a lot of time in the shooting range -- you never know when wonderland is going to go to shit and it's important to keep your skills in check. plus, she just likes shooting things. and maybe she just needs an outlet for release after the last few weeks. while she had not been involved in the chess match she had helped take out freya's mirror while it was happening -- and she can't help but think about the other mirrors and what might happen with the queen of hearts gone now.

she's lost in her own thoughts enough that she almost doesn't realize she's startled someone after taking a few shots with peacemaker. she smiles sheepishly.]

Sorry. I guess I should have given you warning.

[spiritofgoodness]

[ Snow's bow is completely lowered now and she shakes her head at the apology. ]

No, it's okay. This is where people come to practice, after all. I think I was just so wrapped up in my own head, I didn't even notice you. Besides, I'm the odd one out with a bow and arrows versus what I'm pretty sure the range was created for.

[middlefinger]

I feel you -- it's easy to get lost in your own head when practicing. [or at least that's true for wynonna.]

You look pretty good with that bow and arrow though -- it's not often you see someone with that sort of accuracy.

[spiritofgoodness]

Oh, thank you. [ Snow smiles and looks down at her bow, holding it out a little, pointed down. ]

Hercules did promise I'd be the best and it's always nice to know he delivered on that.

[ Her only real competition is Robin Hood, and she's still never even met him. Yet. ]

Diner

[schachmeister]

[Armin practically jumps out of his skin at her question. It is his own fault, really; he had been so engrossed in his book that all the noise in the diner had steadily fallen away as he had devoured page after page. His breakfast --a cup of tea (with an actual spoonful of honey, dear lord the extravagance) and a simple sandwich-- stands forgotten on the table, half-eaten and completely cold.

He glances up at Snow, looking a bit embarrassed.]

No, of course not. I probably shouldn't even be keeping this seat occupied. I didn't realise how busy it had gotten.

[He had just got lost in a good book and had missed the entire breakfast rush happening.]

[spiritofgoodness]

[ Snow slides into the seat and smiles softly. ]

That's all right. There's nothing wrong with getting lost in a good book. I'm a teacher, and it always makes me happy to see people so engaged in a story. What are you reading?

[schachmeister]

[Armin gives her a slightly shy smile, before he holds up the book so she can read the cover properly: Twenty Thousand Leagues Under The Sea by Jules Verne.

Between Rick's robots and the sheer amount of books, Armin's first trip to the library here had been somewhat overwhelming. With so many books, it was almost impossible to know where to start, so Armin had grabbed the first book with the word 'sea' in the title, and what a treasure it had turned out to be.]

I'm not sure if you know it. I got it from the library here. It's been really amazing. I've never read anything like this before.

[spiritofgoodness]

Oh, that's a classic where I'm from! My father told me he once met Captain Nemo, in fact.

[ She has no idea if that's true or not. ]

The Nautilus can travel between realms, so it's possible he wasn't pulling my leg.

her room.

[kickpunk]

( Sanji is used to communal living, but not going into Robin and Nami's quarters so much. He'd never trespass without an invitation; here, he sees the open door and finds himself curious. )

Oh! Pardon me, miss.

( She's pretty; it's the first thing he notices; then he takes in the surroundings a little more. The place is cute. A little homey. )

I wasn't sure what sort of room this was, I hope I haven't bothered you.

[spiritofgoodness]

No! Not at all. I've wanted to meet new people and thought I'd try this way. Would you like to come inside for tea?

[ Apparently there's no stranger danger here, or for some reason she's not afraid of stranger danger. Could be the bow and quiver hanging over one chair. Or the sword in the corner. Or Regina and all her magic just next door. Whatever it is, she's not worried and smiles brightly. ]

My name is Snow.

[kickpunk]

Ah, sounds good, thank you.

( Tea with someone new sounds nice, especially in a place where he doesn't know anyone. Friends and allies are always good to have. )

You can call me Sanji.

( He takes a seat, smile just as bright as her own. )

Are you ... new here, like me?

[spiritofgoodness]

It's nice to meet you, Sanji.

[ She pours him tea, then slides over the tray with sugar, milk, and cream so that he can fix it however he likes. ]

Not quite, I've been here since the end of November. But there was a bit of family...drama happening that kept me from really getting to know others until now. But I'd like to make friends since we have no idea how long we're here. Did you just arrive, then?

dinerrr

[madehervows]

[As much as she hates Granny -- or maybe because of it and she's not here to be nosy -- Regina tends to gravitate towards the diner for the same reason as Snow.]

I'm surprised you even asked.

[But she's going to assume Snow wasn't paying attention because of how busy it is.]

[spiritofgoodness]

Oh!

[ No, she wasn't paying attention at all, even as she asked and continued scanning just in case she missed an empty seat. Sliding into the booth, she smiles and orders a cup of coffee first. Then, her attention turns back to Regina. ]

So. Curious minds want and need to know. What did you do to Drizella?

[ Snow couldn't make herself physically confront her after the initial moment she kicked in her door, but. She knew there would be a price to pay for her eventually. ]

[madehervows]

This and that.

[It's not really something that should be discussed in detail in such a crowded setting.]

She's alive, but she won't be trying anything for a long time.

[spiritofgoodness]

[ Snow lets out a breath, eager to know but willing to let it go for now. ]

I'm surprised. And proud of you, Regina. For showing some restraint. She's no doubt surprised, too.

[ That she didn't cease breathing at any point, Snow means. ]

shooting range

[cisskabob]

[Like Snow, Cissie is an archer, and while she's still not fond of guns, she's gotten a lot more used to them since being in Wonderland. She's had to get used to them, since archery and guns seem to go hand-in-hand at the range. Since she spends so much time at the range, she notices who else spends a lot of time there, especially the others who prefer bows to guns. She always offers a friendly smile and a kind word, but she knows some people just want to come to the range and use it to clear their minds, rather than socialize, so she mostly focuses on her shooting while quietly observing. Because she spends so much time watching, she also notices the archers who are good--the archers who are like her, who make her take a little extra notice of their skills because they rarely if ever miss. Cissie's been shooting since before she could walk, and she has a gold medal and her superhero days behind her, but she still is always curious and drawn to other archers, and can't help wondering why or how they got this good.

Snow is one of those people. Every time Cissie's seen her before this, she hasn't seen her miss a shot... until today. It's not that she's watching her, so much as she's shooting next to her, so she can't help but notice what's going on.

Cissie's pretty focused on her own shooting, so the sudden crack of the gun catches her off guard as well, if not as much as it obviously startles Snow. She gives a surprised laugh and shakes her head when they meet eyes.]

You'd think I'd be used to the gunshots after being here so long, but they still catch me by surprise sometimes. Especially when I'm focused. [She uses her bow to point to Snow, with a grin.] You're really good, by the way.

her room :3

[keephersafe]

[He doesn't mean to catch his eye when he passes, but he finds that when he does he can't simply smile and keep on walking. Snow has been very kind to him and he considers her a friend, so he moves to the door - a little timidly - and curls his fingers around the frame.]

Um... hey.

[God, be less awkward, would you?]

[spiritofgoodness]

[ Snow smiles at him, gesturing him inside. ]

Hello, R. Come on in.

[ She puts her book to the side. ]

Would you like anything?

[ She isn't sure what he can and can't have or does and doesn't like, but she still wants to offer. ]

[keephersafe]

[Encouraging! He moves into the room but leaves the door open, giving a small shake of his head to the question.]

No thanks. [R still doesn't really get hungry, or thirsty. His body is still waking up, still trying to remember the things it needs, but maybe--]

Um... maybe a glass of water.

[He should probably try, and at least he can't get grossed out by whatever he's trying to consume having no taste when water barely tastes of anything to begin with.]

You... doing okay?

[spiritofgoodness]

[ She smiles softly and gets him the water coming back with it and placing it in front of a chair, a clear indication for him to join her. ]

You know? I am, finally. I think I'm going to be just fine. What about you, how have you been?

closed to Barbie;

[spiritofgoodness]

[ She's wanted to talk to him in person for a little while now, so, after setting up a time to meet for coffee, Snow's in the cafe now. She's aware of Henry and Jacinda in the background, working together but also family there, should Snow need it. She doesn't think she will, she's not nervous or afraid, but other members of her family liked to take caution to the extreme.

(Snow can't blame them, she supposes.)

Still, when she sees Barbie come in, it's only a warm smile from her that greets him. She'd forgiven him long ago. ]

I'm so glad you agreed to meet for coffee.

[theenforcer]

[Sadly Wonderland isn't Barbie's first time seeing his victims again. Not of murder, but certainly those shaken down before the Dome fell. Wonderland takes a definitely interesting twist on that though.

He looks sheepish though, even if he's already had to face Julia as well. It shows in the way he pauses, waiting to be recognized before sitting down, in how he smiles, giving her a nod but rubbing the back of his neck as he sits down.]

Of course I agreed. All you have to do is ask.

[And probably about anything.]

I'm just glad you asked. How are you feeling? I mean, I know everyone says you're fine after but...

[spiritofgoodness]

I'm being completely honest with you when I say I'm doing fine. And the reason I wasn't isn't entirely because of what happened during the event.

[ She hates to start them off on this foot, but it's better to get it all out there, she thinks, rather than create emotional whiplash by going back and forth. ]

My grandson died, and not because of Wonderland. Because of someone from home. Any period of time I wasn't all right is due to that.

[ It's true; she'd died for Emma, she would do it again in a heartbeat. It's a no-brainer, she wouldn't even hesitate. But walking into a room and seeing Henry's lying on the floor, lifeless, had been too much. She'd seen it before, in Neverland, but this was different. This had been dead. Not cursed. ]

[theenforcer]

[Whatever he's been thinking about what he did, it is out of his mind in that moment. Because this is now about Snow.]

What? Someone here killed your grandson? Here?

[He remembers someone going on a paranoia bender about such things, but Barbie hadn't given it much thought.]

I take it they're still here?