[OPEN/EVENT] Take me to Wonderland;

[cursebreaking]

Who: Emma Swan, Jo Harvelle, Angelus, Lily Evans, Rebekah Mikaelson, Mirror!Emma, and anyone who wants to cross paths with any of them.
Where: Throughout the mansion, both Real and Mirror Side.
When: 12/12 until the end of the event.
Rating: R, for Angelus reasons.
Summary: Event catch-all! Will add things in as needed as the event progresses.
The Story:

Emma

12/12 - 12/14, Holiday Punch

[After more than a year and a half spent in Wonderland, one would think that Emma would know better than to help herself to anything the mansion offers unprompted -- and, in general, she does, but there's something about the decorations and general holiday spirit that the mansion has been trying to drum up that she finds infectious. While she has yet to come across and cakes or mushrooms that make people grow or shrink upon eating them, the fact is that it could still happen, and being wary about what she touches or eat should be second nature.

The punch, however, does neither of those things, and upon drinking it, she actually finds herself to be feeling a bit lighter, smiling from ear-to-ear and with any worries or anxiety that might have been plaguing her concerning the dream they'd all shared about the Jabberwocky not long before having vanished without a trace. In fact, she finds herself feeling so festive that she manages to pull a Santa hat out of one of the closets for herself, as well as one for Lucky, completely with a dog-sized Santa coat that she manages to wrestle him into, though it takes some doing.

While she won't be staying in one place for long, she'll be seeking out friends and relatives alike while she's in such high spirits, as well as leaving little stockings filled with various types of chocolate and a number of candy canes hanging on the doorknobs of certain rooms throughout the mansion. Henry Mills, Killian Jones, Regina Mills, Mary Margaret Blanchard, David Nolan, Neal Cassidy, Robin Hood, Belle Gold, Mr. Gold, Zelena, Evelyn O'Connell and Philip Lafresque can all expect to find a stuffed stocking complete with a cheerful note proclaiming 'Happy Holidays' from Emma on their doors.]

12/15 - Onward, Mirror Side

[It's entirely without warning that Emma finds herself on the mirror side on Monday morning, having been on her way up to the diner to meet with Henry for breakfast before her surroundings seem to shift, violent and immediate. She recognizes her new surroundings for what they are -- she's been here several times before, and the last switch she'd made with her Mirror had been much the same: sudden and unexpected, leaving her reeling in its wake.]

What the...

[She pats herself down quickly to appraise herself; she finds her phone without trouble, but already knows full well it won't do her any good on this side of the glass. Her resistance notebook would have worked great-- if she'd had it on her person. Breakfast hadn't included any resistance business, which meant that she was unexpectedly stranded on the other side of the glass with no way to contact anyone else.

She sighs heavily, raking a hand through her hair.]

Great. This again.

[With no James or anyone else in the immediate vicinity to brainstorm with. Fantastic. Just what she wanted: to be alone on the foreign side of the glass.

To anyone else who happens to cross over, she'll be doing her best to locate any other Reals and avoid the Jabberwock-- for now.]

Jo

12/13 - 12/15, Aged Down

[Anyone who heads to the bar with the intention of talking to the proprietress will find her to be missing in action as of the 13th, something noticeably unusual -- come hell or high water, Jo sinks a decent amount of her time either behind the bar itself or keeping the place in good shape, even when things seem to be threatening to go sideways -- in fact, especially then. Instead, anyone who seeks her out will quickly realize that she's nowhere to be found, though Jormy can be spotted trailing along behind a girl with curly blonde hair who looks to be about seven or eight. While this miniature version of Jo won't be wandering into the bar anytime soon, she'll be spending the duration of her stay in Wonderland exploring the mansion and grounds high and low, including spending most of the afternoon on the 14th lost in the stacks in the library and spending several hours investigating the closets and kitchen cupboards on any given day. On the 15th, she'll have stumbled upon the location of the resistance hideout out in the woods, trying to collaborate with Jormy to find a way in. Whatever's behind those locked doors has to be good, right?]

12/17 - Onward, Real and then Mirror Side

[Jo is prepared to mobilize the moment she sees the Red Queen's message about the rabbit hole, but first, there are preparations to be made. She arms herself to the point of being loaded for bear, complete with a number of her knives tucked away in various places on her person and her favorite shotgun, though weapons aren't the only thing she needs to take care of before she goes. If she's crossing over, she can only assume that her Mirror will be doing the same, as so many already seem to have done, and that means taking precautions. The last thing she wants is a repeat of last year's Halloween -- her Mirror had been quick to seek out anyone Jo gave a damn about and did a serious amount of damage, something Jo really doesn't care to revisit.

On the Real Side, she can be found demon-proofing her own room by painting a devil's trap just inside the door, which she pulls a throw rug over once it's dried, followed by laying salt lines along the door and windows. Next up is the bar, which gets the same treatment, though she doesn't bother covering the trap on the floor. Her Mirror, she figures, is most likely to get stuck in her room, but there's no reason not to take steps to make sure other key points are covered. Finally, she goes around to individual bedrooms throughout the mansion, spray-painting devil's traps on the floor outside -- the mansion has repaired damage on itself before, and maybe the carpets will clean themselves too quickly for the traps to do any good, but she still makes the effort. Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Adam Milligan, Simon Lauchlan, Charlie Bradbury, Allison Argent, James Potter, Isaac Lahey and Elijah Mikaelson will all find that the entrances to their rooms have been marked with devil's traps if they're still present on the real side and happen to wander past.

That done, she makes her way to the rabbit hole the Queen had revealed over the broadcast, weapons and a backpack of food and first aid supplies in tow. From the 17th onward, Jo can be found on the Mirror Side, attempting to establish a base of operations (open to any friends or allies there) in the first empty bedroom she finds and doing her damndest to track down any of the Reals who have been switched since the Mirrors first started coming to their side. Her top priority will be getting the lay of the land and making sure her fellow Reals are safe, but rest assured, when the time comes, she's prepared to throw herself headfirst into the fight against the Jabberwocky.]

Angelus

Real Side

[For Angelus, the last few weeks have been irritatingly samey, having spend the better part of November locked up in a cage fashioned especially for him -- as a matter of fact, the 35th room on the 10th floor has been converted into a prison using the mansion's brand of magic. For the most part, he's been content to bide his time, occasionally sniping his jailers with an irreverent remark or two when they happen to drop by, whether to ensure he's still where he's supposed to be or to deliver bags of blood. The cage can't hold him forever, no cage ever has, and he severely doubts the witch's ability to get his heart back -- even if she does, a heart isn't exactly a soul, and if he had to hazard a guess, it would be that simply shoving it back into his chest won't be enough to put Angel back where he belongs.

Not that he wants to take that chance.

Still, for now, he has no choice but to wait -- and it's when the holiday decorations rip their way through the mansion that he finally starts complaining, often and loudly. Whoever last delivered his blood seems to have left the door to the hallway open -- either that, or he somehow managed to be flexible enough to grab it himself, but anyone who passes by the room is likely to hear him calling out to them, an attempt to get anyone's attention in order to relieve the boredom. It had been dull enough before, but now with garlands and lights wound around the bars of his cage?

Dear God, this place is insufferable.]

Just when I thought this place couldn't get any worse, it had to go and make itself festive.

[He snorts, pinching one of the lights between his forefinger and thumb to crush it and cause it to short out.]

Wonder if I could use one of these things to hang myself.

[Considering he doesn't need to breathe and can heal a broken neck, it probably wouldn't do much good, but he's desperate for some kind of relief. Another week or two in here and he might just go out of his mind for real.]

Lily

Real Side

[Lily doesn't trust food that's been offered by Wonderland one bit, regardless of how often she's made use of the closets and cupboards to get what she needs. That was different -- it was on her terms, but when the mansion starts trying to push even something as innocent-seeming as cookies, that's a red flag to her. Naturally, her boyfriend and their assorted friends don't seem to be quite as skeptical as she is, which means that she'll be spending the first several days of the event herding Marauders who are in need, particularly James, who she'll be attempting to keep from indulging from day one -- and failing miserably.

When it becomes obvious that some of the Mirrors are starting to cross through the glass and that a number of the Reals are missing, she changes her tactics and relocates to the clinic, where she'll be offering to use her healing magic to help anyone who's injured: Real, Mirror, or otherwise. Even if the Jabberwocky is thought to be on the other side of the glass, she knows that altercations between Reals and Mirrors always seem to be unavoidable whenever they're on the same side, and she's prepared to do what she can to help.]

Rebekah

12/15 - 12/18, Holiday Punch

[Any mention of Mirrors or the Jabberwocky seem to be lost on Rebekah, to be quite honest -- once rumors start flying, she doesn't pay them any mind, still being a rather new arrival by Wonderland's standards and still having trouble taking anything in this place seriously. Like all the stories say, everything about Wonderland seems mad to her, as well as childish, and she's chosen to view it like any other prison -- insufferable and, if she has things her way, temporary.

Her perpetually black mood regarding her situation -- including her recent kidnapping -- seems to vanish on the 15th, however, thanks to her having unknowingly tasted the punch while she was in the process of interrogating an uncharacteristically cheerful Klaus. For the next three days, the vampire will be all smiles, her usual snide or haughty remarks dying before they manage to reach her lips. She can be found throughout the mansion, but is most likely to be found lingering in the dining hall as she sizes up its potential for social gatherings or in the library whenever evening rolls around.]

Mirror!Emma

12/15 - Onward, Real Side

[The minute the Jabberwocky showed up, Emma knew that staying on the Mirrors' side of the glass wasn't an option. She wasn't much of a fighter, she had always been a runner instead, and this was as good a time as any to put that into practice. In the past, she's headed over to the Real side without saying a word to anyone, but this time she opts to include one person in her escape plan -- an accomplice, someone she knows is as interested in protecting his own ass as she is in protecting hers.

Crossing over goes smoothly, but she knows that once she's among the Reals, she'll have to avoid the real Emma's army of white knights. They'd descended on her when she'd come through during the search for the sword, and instead of going to use her Real's room as her own, she finds an empty one to squat in for the time being. That said, sitting on her hands and waiting for the Jabberwocky to make his way across realms isn't an option, either -- as soon as she's crossed, she goes about collecting supplies, which includes ransacking the kitchen and abusing the closet of "her" room on the fifth floor, where she carelessly leaves the door open after one of her brief trips to the bar.]

Mirror!Jo

12/17 - Onward, Real Side

[It's almost immediately upon her being forced to the Real Side that Jo's Mirror makes her way to her Real's room. She'd rolled her eyes at the blatant devil's traps that had been laid out in front of the bar and a couple of other rooms along the way, but when she finds no such thing in Jo's own room, she snorts to herself and pushes the door until it swings open, letting herself in. Maybe her Real didn't bother protecting it because she didn't intend to be here, but the Mirror was still sure she could use it to suit her own purposes while trapped here--

Until she crosses the threshold and finds herself stuck regardless. Grimacing, she stoops down and grabs hold of the rug to pull it up and reveal that a trap has been painted underneath. It won't hold her forever, but not thinking to check first had been an amateur move, and she sighs heavily as she drops her head back, irate.]

Well, shit.

Comments

[smallerpotter]

[Unfortunately, James is having a very unusual problem for him - he's not quite tall enough to reach the lowest branches, since it's a very large and very real pine tree. He's almost tall enough though, and his fingers keep brushing the bottom of the branch he needs to pull himself up. He's so close!

But then he hears his name being called, and even if he doesn't recognize the voice he knows that tone very well. It means he is in very deep trouble.

James looks to see who's coming, but then he doubles his tree climbing efforts, because maybe if he's up in the tree she won't be able to catch him and reprimand him. He assumes he must have done something - not because he's anxious by nature, but because he usually has done something. Almost always deliberately.

His tree-climbing efforts aren't working though and she's coming closer, so he goes for another tactic - pretending he has no idea why this girl could possibly be upset at him. It's not a huge lie, since he really isn't sure what he's done, but it still feels sneaky.]

...Hullo!

[He tries for innocence (and naturally, being seven, sounds much higher-pitched than seventeen-year-old James), and keeps his back to the trunk of the tree. If all else fails, he'll try and slip behind the tree and run for it, but he's not as sneaky as he thinks he's being. He looks like someone who's about to bolt any second.]

[exceedinglybright]

[She reaches for her wand as she marches towards him, prepared to give it a wave and suspend him mid-air if need be, anything to keep him from climbing the damn tree and then tumbling out to crack his head on the floor. Overprotective, perhaps, but she knew how reckless James was now. It couldn't have been any better while he was in single digits.]

What, exactly, do you think you're doing?

[She wrinkles her nose at him, disapproving.]

And don't you try that 'hullo' business on me, it doesn't matter how cute you are at present, I still know you.

[smallerpotter]

[She's already made the mistake of admitting he's cute. He's a bright boy, and as soon as she says that he's absolutely certain he'll be able to get away with anything he wants.]

Nooothing. What do you think you're doing?

[He stretches one arm up and stands up on his tip-toes, trying to look like he's just stretching, but he's wiggling his fingers and very clearly trying to grab for the lowest branch again. He looks over at her curiously though.]

...You know me? [That's weird, since he doesn't know her. He squints and tries to think.] You're too young to be friends with Mum.

[exceedinglybright]

[Both hands are suddenly at her hips in a motion that quite possibly makes her seem to be far more of an established adult than she actually is.

She spends a lot of time with the Marauders. She's had practice.]

It doesn't look like nothing.

[Don't think she doesn't see that sneaky little hand of yours, Potter.]

Of course I know you, don't you-- [She stops herself, managing to look mildly offended.] You thought I might be a friend of your mum's?

[Even for half a second, James? Really. She eyes him warily, uncertain.]

You truly don't know who I am?

[smallerpotter]

[He sighs, exasperated with her.]

I said you're too young to be her friend!

[Adults. Sheesh. Do they ever listen? He shakes his head at her other question though.]

No, I don't think so. [He hums thoughtfully - not much differently from how he does when he's older, aside from a change in pitch.] But since I don't know you, I don't have to listen to you either!

[And that's when he does it. One quick push with his toes and he's just tall enough to grab onto the lowest branch, and as quickly as he can he hoists himself up onto it like a little monkey, laughing the whole way.]

[exceedinglybright]

[Sorry, James, she was too busy being momentarily offended-- but that doesn't mean she's not still quick on her feet. Or, as the case may have it, with her wand, and the second he launches himself into the tree, it's drawn. With an over-exaggerated swish, she propels him from the tree and into mid-air, suspending him there.]

Even you have to know better than that, James Potter.

[smallerpotter]

[He's unfortunately very familiar with this spell - his mother cast it the last time she caught him up on the roof, and it was accompanied by similar amounts of scolding. However, he knows exactly how to handle this.

He shrieks, as loudly as he possibly can.]

Put me DOOOOWN!

[Then he starts to cry a little, but it's all very calculated and fake. As she levitates him, he reaches and tries to grab for the branches of the tree again, but he's not close enough anymore.

So, naturally, he wails like this is the worst thing in the world he has ever experienced, because he knows adults hate it when children do that. They get this guilty look and rush to appease him, and it's made him very good at getting what he wants.]

[exceedinglybright]

[She narrows her eyes sharply, giving her wand a wave so that he finds himself a bit shaken while still in mid-air, as though someone has grabbed him by the ankle.]

Now you stop that!

[She keeps him suspended away from the tree, frowning. Unfortunately for James, Lily isn't quite an adult, at least not the sort that's likely to have much tolerance for his antics.]

No one is hurting you. Don't be a baby.

[smallerpotter]

[James finds he doesn't like being shaken, and he flails a little as if he's trying to fight it (but of course he can't). At first he was continuing to holler, but then her words strike a nerve and he stops very abruptly and gasps.]

I am not a baby!

[He is extremely offended, as though a baby is the worst thing anyone could call him. He crosses his arms and glares at her, though he looks a bit silly that way when he's floating in the air.]

I'm seven!

[exceedinglybright]

Well, you're certainly acting like one!

[But to be honest, she takes more satisfaction than she probably should in the fact that he's so offended. Serves him right, being belligerent and all that.]

Seven, you said? [She snorts, making a show of it.] Could have fooled me.

[smallerpotter]

[James buys into that show hook, line, and sinker. He looks incredibly put off by that accusation, no matter how accurate it is.]

Of course I'm seven! [He scoffs!] How old did you think I was?

[He still has a horrible attitude though, as though it's her fault for guessing wrong and not his for behaving badly in the first place.]

[exceedinglybright]

The way you're behaving? Much younger.

[We're talking diapers, Potter. She folds her arms, though keeps her wandarm a bit loose so she can still move him about if need be.]

Now. If I put you down, can I trust you to stay away from that tree?

[smallerpotter]

[He frowns so hard at that, but that frown immediately disappears as soon as she offers to set him down.]

Uh-huh! Of course you can!

[No, she really can't. That's a complete lie, but he's pretty sure if he sounds like he'll be good, she'll remove the spell.]

Pleeeeease put me down?

[exceedinglybright]

[She really, really can't. She knows that even without having to squint and ask him a second time, but she's prepared to react when he inevitably breaks his word-- she's quick with her wand, after all, and if he thinks she won't levitate or nab him a second time, he's sorely mistake.]

Alright, then. If you really mean that.

[Which, of course, he doesn't, but maybe she can win him over by giving him the benefit of the doubt. She carefully lowers him, turning him back right-side-up so that his feet touch the ground rather than this head.]

All sorted?

[smallerpotter]

[Satisfied that she has even a fraction of trust in him, James smiles and attempts to seem as innocent as he possibly can. He tries to be all sweetness and light, and to seem as though he couldn't possibly do anything wrong.]

Mm-hm!

[He beams at her. And then, as expected, he makes a beeline for the tree, trying to climb up into it as quickly as humanly possible. Some older girl isn't about to stop him!]

[exceedinglybright]

[She really should have expected that.]

Oh, no you don't!

[Another flick of her wand and he's mid-air again, though this time he manages to knock a few ornaments off the tree in the process.]

What is wrong with you?! It's not safe!

[smallerpotter]

[He struggles a lot more this time, as if maybe he can wiggle out of the spell's grasp. He can't of course, but it's better than the hollering from before.]

What's wrong with you? It's just a tree! I've climbed millions of trees before!

[Of course, this is clearly a very large tree that's magically sprouted from the floor somehow, but other than that it's just like any other tree, in his not-even-slightly-humble opinion.]