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Post by Deleted on Dec 11, 2014 23:25:46 GMT
Henry had just got home from a busy day of school. Tossing his bag aside, he decided against doing his homework, even if that meant his mom, Regina, would be furious with him. Henry decided he would take the risk, and he went straight to his game chair, plopping down on it and he picked up his 'playstation3' controller, and clicked the power button. He was happy to be home, so he could complete the last bit of his game 'Prince of Persia.'
As soon as the game flicked on, Henry smiled and went straight to continue game, but to his surprise. The character, Dastan, Prince of Persia was no longer there. Confused, Henry tried to restart his game, and same thing happened. Slightly annoyed, Henry got up and went to his moms office to see if she was there so he could try to get it fixed, but she was not in sight.
"Ugh... I need you." Henry grumbled to himself, and decided he would go to his other mother, Emma. Leaving the confinements of his house, Henry went off to go find Emma, but that wasn't before long when he saw a man on the streets, near the ice wall. It looked oddly like the character from his favorite videogame. Walking over, Henry called out to him.
"Hey you. Who are you?" Henry asked the man, curiously.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 12, 2014 0:50:15 GMT
The man was on one knee in the ice and snow at the foot of the wall. He'd just climbed through one heck of a tunnel. It felt like days since he left the truck outside the boundaries. But no. It was hours, or was it ? He was using one of his many throwing knives to cut something out of the ice. A piece of glasslike ice was soon lifted as the knife was spiked into the dirt beside the road. He took out a piece of paper and copmpared what was on it with the ice.
With a nod to himself he refolded the paper and slid it into his belt. spiking the ice with the knife, shattering it before starting to stand up when he heard someone approaching. He was not sure until the voice rang out. Asking who he was. A boy's voice. Alright so it was not anyone aiming to harm him. So that was good. he relaxed a bit as he slid the knife away under one of his vambraces on his arms before turning.
"That depends" Came the reply, of a prince long used to battle and seemingly focused. "On whom you seek." He turned around, his face was covered because of the harsh cold within the wall he had just climbed through, his green eyes were piercing as they took in Henry from head to foot. A boy, dressed like those other people he'd seen in his travels to get there.
He'd spent the last night in a tree off the road, and just within sight of the ice ring. And since that morning he'd been trying to find more of that symbol he had on the parchment he carried. The wall was indeed made by the same person that made the strange design within the dungeon cells on the wall. he saw the boy staring. "Something wrong ?"
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Post by Deleted on Dec 12, 2014 1:02:45 GMT
Henry shook his head, and he looked up to look at the man before him. "You look weird. Why are you dressed so funny?" Henry asked, as looked at what the man before him wore. He looked weird, not like someone that was from Stroybrooke, no, someone different. Almost as if he was from some other please. Like he had been from his game, and came from Persia.
"I'm Henry. You look really familiar, sorry. I am probably just going insane." Henry mentioned, as he listened to his thoughts, he really sounded like a loon. He sounded more than a loon, but as if he was mentally insane, handicapped if you will. "You're not from around here are you?" Henry then questioned the tall man before him. |
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Post by Deleted on Dec 12, 2014 1:30:44 GMT
The piercing green eyes seemed to sparkle brightly at the words spoken to him. Most interesting this boy. "I would say the same of yourself; surely none in Alamut or Avrat dress as you do." The man replied, a smile behind the scarf around his neck hiding his face.
He shook his head, "No, I am not from here." The man confirmed for Henry. "Though I am not sure of how I would see familar to you. But, perhaps this might" He withdrew the parchment, and let the clothlike paper unfold. On it was a nine pointed snowflake design.
He spoke as he held out the parchment to Henry "I am looking for a woman in pale blue, this design was prominent around her on the walls and floor of a cell block." He said, "The visions led me this far. This wall of ice, it was made by the same person. For this was in the ice. and it was the shape of the pillars within it"
Now with that out of the way; "Now then, I have a question for you, Henry." The man said thoughtfully. "Who would name a land, Storybrooke ? Outside of this ring, it is called, Storey. most Interesting I must admit; took me near three months to find it."
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