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Post by Deleted on Dec 17, 2014 5:29:27 GMT
Robin Hood, the outlaw of Storybrooke. The outlaw in any place really, everyplace he had been, Robin was known as the outlaw. He didn't follow the rules, and he didn't particularly think rules, and laws pertained to him. But recently, Robin lacked the Outlaw side of him, he was now following the law, and Robin wanted so badly to break the law once more.
But, he loved a woman, who happened to be the mayor of the town, Regina Mills. Robin didn't want to mess it up, and he was hoping that it would continue to be that way. Robin did not want to mess things up with Regina, and he sighed. Messing a hand through his hair, Robin looked to the sky. It was late at night, and the moon shown high on the sky above. It was cold, and Robin didn't mind much.
He liked the cold surprisingly, but that might be due to the numerous years he spent living in the wilderness. It always was something he seemed to grow immune to. Sitting down outside on the bench, Robin watched the sky, as the night time clouds passed by. He had needed something to do, it has been months since Robin committed any type of crime, and it was beginning to catch up to him. Robin wanted nothing more than that thrill of swiping something.
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Post by nutmeg on Dec 17, 2014 18:45:04 GMT
There's a million reasons why I should give you up But the heart wants what it wants
Megara Stanwyck felt the urge to stir up some trouble, and it had been bugging her for quite some time now. She had meandered through the town, but nothing had come to mind. She sighed, aggravated at the whole town. Storybrooke...who came up with the stupid town anyway? She had heard stories that it was an Evil Queen at the Enchanted Forest. Well, maybe they could work together at wreaking havoc. And that was only if it were true.
Now Meg was strolling down the street where most of the houses were when she noticed a man sitting out by himself. An eyebrow raised, she went over to him, eying him curiously. "Don't tell me. You're bored here, too, Tender Foot?" Honestly, the nickname came out of nowhere, and she made up nicknames for just about anyone.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 17, 2014 23:15:13 GMT
Robin sat in solitude as he noticed a woman walking his way, he was quite surprised someone had been out at this time of night. With an odd look, almost as if the woman was out for doing no-good, why else would someone be out this late? Then again, Robin himself was out late, but that was who he was. He was used to it, giving the woman a coy smile he spoke "This town has me very bored" Robin started.
"It's odd really, the prince of thieves following the law. Even though I am known as an outlaw to the whole world. You have no idea how bored someone like me is." Robin hadn't even noticed the name she had called him, and he didn't mind to be quite honest.
"So what brings you out here this late at night?"
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