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Post by Pascal Wade on Nov 4, 2015 17:43:58 GMT
Pascal was scared and nervous. He never felt like this before, and for him it was rather confusing. They were friends. He shouldn’t feel this way towards a friend or anyone. He was a lost boy. He wasn’t supposed to having feelings like this. But the more he was near her, the harder it was for him to block out these feelings, and keep them inside. He raised an eyebrow at Emily, but then smirked and nodded once. “Very true. A close friend could probably say those things, without it being inappropriate.” He took a deep breath. “And since we are close friends, I will say it again. For me you’d never be the rebound.”
His nerves and confusion grew as she spoke. Not only were his emotions fighting his brain, but in a way Emily was too. She was not making this easy for him to keep playing coy. He also didn’t want to reveal his feelings due to the fact he had just recently found out about them. The moment he gave her the thimble was the moment he knew. He couldn’t help but smile at her words. Someone cared for him. Something that he thought was lost to him. But he also thought that he would never leave Neverland. “If you want to thank her. I can take you to her. She’s not very far.” He said then took her hand lightly. “Come I’ll introduce you to her.” He said and before she could answer he took her over to the mirror and stood her in front of it. He couldn’t believe he was telling her. He knew he should have left already. “I’d hate to be without you as well, Emily. This is why I’m thinking of not going back to Neverland. Neverland isn’t a place for someone as sweet as you.”
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Post by Pascal Wade on Nov 2, 2015 15:43:07 GMT
He smiled lightly at her and nodded. It wasn’t like it was going to be hard. One he was merely joking with her about the corpse thing, and two, he didn’t talk about her to anyone. He wasn’t keeping her from anyone; she just never came up on conversation. Besides, there was nothing to talk about. She was a friend, nothing more nothing less. At least that’s what he kept trying to tell himself. Even now as they sat there in silence for the first time, after speaking about him returning to Neverland. Pascal was thinking that he was upset about this as all was because she was such a good friend to him. He had to think that way. If he thought of her in any other way then that, he was sure he would not return home.
Pascal couldn’t have been more embarrassed. He couldn’t believe that he said that to her. That crossed the line he didn’t want to cross with anyone in this town. He didn’t want a reason to stay here. But apparently he didn’t want to listen to himself. Even when she told him that he didn’t need to apologize, he still felt like what he said was wrong in a way. “But we’re friends, and I don’t think that would be something you say to a friend.” He felt like such an idiot. He needed to find Micah later and knock some sense into him.
He smirked and shook his head chuckling. “No, not a lost boy. It’s a girl this time.” He said slightly continuing the joke. He shook his head again when she asked him to tell her about the person he was interested in. “I’m not going to say. I’ve never admitted it out loud, and I’m afraid if I do it will become real, and she is already the reason I’m taking my time finding a way home.” He tried his best not to say too much, and even thou he didn’t, he still felt like he did. It was time for him to leave, but he didn’t want to.
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Post by Pascal Wade on Oct 30, 2015 15:24:03 GMT
“Good, then I will stop calling you a corpse.” He had a feeling he could trust her to keep it a secret. Well he defiantly wanted to believe so at least. Which was strange, he didn’t trust many people. But he trusted her, while barely knowing her. Maybe it was just the way she was, and because of the friendship they had. He just felt so comfortable with her, for the most part. She did make him nervous, but he just chalked that up to being the first girl he had spoken to in a long time. Unless you count Tink or the mermaids, but he really didn’t. He looked at her curiously when she told about asking a fairy. “I never thought to ask one. I’ll keep it in mind. Thanks.” For some reason he didn’t like her giving him advice on how to get back home. Not that he didn’t appreciate it; he just didn’t like it coming from her.
He couldn’t help but smirk. He couldn’t believe that an entertaining conversation like this was a result of him not wanting to seem like a stalker. “Yeah, I think your right. I should really think about this before I make a decision I regret later.” He said with a light chuckle. He smile faded as he heard the sadness in her voice as she told him about being the rebound and never the bride. He took her hand lightly in his own. “You’d never be the rebound for me. If anything I would leave whoever I was with to be with you.” He said he tone now serious instead of the joking one he had. But he was shocked that it came out of his mouth. His cheeks flared up again, and he let go of her hand quickly. “I’m sorry. I don’t know where that came from.” He said then took a few steps away from the counter, stuffing his free hand, that wasn’t holding his cold coco, in his pocket.
The blushed remained on his cheeks as he looked at her while she spoke. He bit his bottom lip and nodded lightly. “Yea, that would not look good, would it?” He said then shrugged but smiled lightly. “It might have. I was never really sure about getting married to Micah anyways. He’s not a very good lover. Besides I have someone else in my sights.” He said the gulped slightly, but smiled.
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Post by Pascal Wade on Oct 30, 2015 2:26:15 GMT
It was midnight in Storybrooke, and Pascal was sitting at the docks looking out at the sea. He was having trouble sleeping. He was homesick. His missed Neverland and its environment. But it seemed to be that he was the only one who missed the place. He seemed to be the only one who wanted to return. Sort of. He had mixed feelings about the thought of leaving Storybrooke. Since he met her, his thoughts have started to drift to staying. Not to say that he had given up the search for a way home. He just didn’t know if he would use it to go home if he found it.
He reached in his pocket for the thimble he had found in Neverland, but his pocket was empty. He had forgotten he gave his only reminder of home to the corpse Emily. He looked at the Jolly Roger and sighed. Not even that ship could cure his homesickness. It didn’t remind him of home; it reminded him of the man who killed his fellow lost boy. Pascal spit towards the ship, cursing it, then lay back resting his head in his hands behind his head, and looked up at the night sky. There were more stars in Neverland.
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Post by Pascal Wade on Oct 30, 2015 0:29:03 GMT
He nodded once after she questioned it, and then smiled as she showed him she would keep it to herself. He could help but chuckle a bit at the motion. It reminded him of the lost boys, when he asked them to keep a secret. Except the lost boys had locked their lips and threw away the key. Now he barely saw any of the younger lost boys. They seemed like to do as their told by the ‘adults’ of this place. “Thank you. I wouldn’t want the other lost boys to think I’m going soft. It wouldn’t look good, when we are finally able to go back to Neverland.” He said with a soft smile.
Pascal tried with all of his might to keep a serious face as he nodded yes about Micah. “Oh yes. But shh. It’s a secret. Micah is still too ashamed of our love.” He said then let out the laugh he was holding in. He raised an eyebrow at the word debonair, but since she was still using her joking voice he just smiled and patted her hand, lightly. “It’s alright you’ll find someone even better than I am. Maybe Micah and I won’t work out. You never know.” He said to her then smirked.
He watched her take his thimble and smiled lightly. He had mixed feelings about giving it to her. It was his last piece of home he had. All of his other possessions were still back in Neverland and that was all he had left. But something made him want to give it to her. He didn’t know why, but he did. She needed it more than he did. “Very rare. I don’t know where it came from, but I found it the day I was brought here, so I never got to find out.” He was about to joke with her and tell her that he did want the veil, but then she had kissed his cheek and he froze. “Uh..I I..Uh…” Was all he could stumble out. His cheeks turned a light shade of pink and his hand went to the back of his head.
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Post by Pascal Wade on Oct 29, 2015 23:56:00 GMT
Neverland had quickly become like home for Pascal. At least it felt more like home then when he was living with his parents. He was free to do as he please whenever he wanted to. He was grateful towards Pan. He was the one to give him this freedom, so he knew he would do whatever Pan asked of him. No matter what that was. Luckily for Pascal, Pan has never has him to do a thing. Well anything big. Maybe he still needed to prove his worth. He still wasn’t very good at much, and need to get better. He didn’t want to deem worthless to Pan, like some of the younger lost boys.
At the moment he was climbing the rocks on the mountain. His end goal was to get to the top of the mountain effortlessly, and so far he has only made it half way up before getting tired. This night, he climbed just a little higher than normal, when he heard the sound of Pan’s pipe. He stopped and turned his head towards the direction of the pipe and saw smoke coming out of a clearing. He climbed back down and fallowed the sound. On the way he ran into some of the other boys. When he got to the clearing he looked at Pan and the girl next to him curiously, but then joined the younger boys in their rowdiness.
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Post by Pascal Wade on Oct 29, 2015 18:04:43 GMT
Pascal smiled a crooked smile at Emily. He always enjoyed his interactions with Emily. She didn’t get mad or upset at his teasing. Instead she laughed and teased him back. Almost like she knew that him doing so was all in good fun and that he never really meant anything by it. He smirked at her shock. “Maybe.” He said then shrugged. “Well as long as you keep it to yourself, then maybe you’ll see more of my sweet side.” It had actually been a long time since Pascal even had a sweet side. Back in Neverland he threw rocks at the younger boys who cried for their parents at night. After Ursula, and her sweet singing voice disappeared from Neverland Pascal couldn’t sleep with all the crying. The younger boys seemed to learn quickly to not let him hear them cry. So him, giving up a piece of his shirt for her had been the first time he had been sweet to anyone in a very long time.
“Damn.” He said with a fake disappointed look on his face. He could tell she was trying to hold back her laughter, and it just made him want to continue this charade. “Looks like I’m going to have to Micah that our wedding must wait until spring then.” He joked and grinned as her laugh couldn’t be held back anymore. “He is very lucky. I’m a catch. Too bad you didn’t nab me when you had the chance.” He said jokingly then winked. He chuckled slightly and shook his head. If Micah found out about this, he would beat Pascal to a pulp, he knew it. He took another sip of his coco as she talked about thimbles, the reached in his pocket. “You can this one.” He said then pulled it out and held it out for her. “I found it in Neverland. But I’m glad I could give you some comic relief during your slow day.”
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Post by Pascal Wade on Oct 29, 2015 4:10:32 GMT
Pascal looked at Emily with a soft smirk as she huffed about being human. He knew she wasn’t a corpse. Well anymore, but he still like to picking on her for it. He had been picking and teasing her since the moment he met her, it wouldn’t be right to just give that up. It was too much fun how irritated she got. “Maybe, we’ll see.” He said to her then raised an eyebrow at her teasing comment. “If you think I’m sweet, then next time I’ll just carry on my way and let you bleed all over the place.” He said then smirked. Not that he would have actually ever let that happen to her, but he wasn’t going to let her know that. He didn’t like the idea of anyone knowing he was sweet or caring. He like being the ruthless lost boy he was sure Pan had been proud of.
He took a sip from his coco after she took the fabric from him and started wrapping it around her finger, and then couldn’t help but smile as she went on about what caused her injury. He knew she wasn’t really telling him, but just talking to herself. “Maybe next time you should wear a thimble, and that wouldn’t happen.” He told her then smiled again when she looked at him. He let out a chuckle then smirked. “Well of course I am. I was thinking that dress would bring out my eyes.” He said pointing to a long lace dress with his hand that held his to-go cup. Surely he wasn’t going to tell her he had been standing across the street staring into her shop for unknown reasons. That didn’t seem like it would bode well.
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Post by Pascal Wade on Oct 29, 2015 2:35:15 GMT
Storybrooke. This was not the place for Pascal. Neverland was him home and he wanted to return. But without Pan there really didn't seem a point except that was what he was used to. When he had arrived here he noticed that many years had passed since the he was last on this world, and is old home was not that far. He wondered what happened to his parents. He wondered what they did upon finding him gone, but he knew they were long dead and gone. He himself would be reaching close to fifty if he would have stayed. But thanks to the magic of Neverland he hadn’t aged a day. He still looked as young as he was when he left his poor excuse for parents.
He walked out of Granny’s, in the chilly fall air, with a cup of hot chocolate in his hands. That was another thing he missed about Neverland, it was never cold. He hated the cold. He walked down the sidewalk sipping at his coco. He was supposed to be at school, but he ditched it like he did every day. If he was being forced to stay in the world, he was going to waste his time in a school, and there was nothing anyone could do to make him go. It seemed pointless. One day he would return to Neverland and be free again. He didn’t feel free here, he felt constricted, and he didn’t like that at all.
He stopped as he passed the bridal shop, on the other side of the street, and peered inside. Empty. No signed of her. He sighed and leaned up against the wall of the shop he was next to facing the bridal store and took another sip of his coco. Why did he stop just to look inside of an empty shop? He didn’t know, so he stood up from the wall and was about to walk away when he saw her rushing from out the back and start searching the counter. He smirked then walked across the street and soundlessly went into the shop. He walked up to the counter in front of her with just as much noise. “I didn’t know corpses could bleed.” He said after he watched her stick her finger in her mouth. He then reached down and tore off the bottom of his t-shirt a little and held it out.
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Post by Pascal Wade on Oct 28, 2015 18:36:06 GMT
 | ~ • ~ | Character Basics | ~ • ~ |
.:Name:. Pascal Wade
.:Nick Name:. Pas
.:Affiliation:.Villians
.:Status:.Human
.:Story:.Peter Pan
| ~ • ~ | Appearance | ~ • ~ |
.:Physical Appearance:. Pascal has an athletic build, mostly in his upper body for climbing, with wide piercing blue eyes that makes you feel like he is looking into your soul. He has short dark brown hair that hasn't been brushed or combed since he was back in New York. He wear loose brown clothes with a brown cloak, just like all of the other lost boys.
.:Height:. 5’9”
.:Portrayed by:. Logan Lerman
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.:Personality:. Pascal is a very odd person, he hates being alone; he would rather be surrounded by a lot of people, doing anything to get a laugh from at least one person. He is very energetic person, and hates sitting around. He is usually very happy, unless you do something to piss him off, then he explodes and likes to break things. Whether it's his body parts, on accident, or some table. It doesn't take a lot to set him off. If someone were to talk down to him, he would blow it off first, until they continued to do so.
He's not a very friendly person to anyone he does not like, but he is a very good person to have on your side if you need it. He might act stupid and act like he has no clue on what's going on, but he is actually very intelligent, cunning guy. He thinks of every scenario that could happen before doing anything, and weights out the consequences, to see if it was worth his time.
.:Special Skills:.
Climbing [Rocks, Trees, Etc.]
Stealth
| ~ • ~ | History | ~ • ~ |
.:Birthplace:.New York, New York, USA
.:Family:.
Mother: Sasha Wade, Business woman
Father: Jason Wade, Doctor
.:Occupation:. Lost Boy
.:History:.
Pascal grew up alone. Both of his parents were always busy with work, and never home. On the off chance they were home they never spent any time with Pascal. So in order to get their attention Pascal was always misbehaving, but his parents always just shrugged it off and kept hiring new nanny’s like it was their fault. But after a while they couldn’t find anyone else to watch Pascal and decided to send him to boarding school. That night Pan’s shadow came and took him away to Neverland.
At first Pascal wanted to just go home, until Felix took him to meet Peter Pan. It didn’t take a lot of convincing to make Pascal stay in Neverland and become a lost boy. He knew his parents wouldn’t try to look for him or even care that he was gone. While in Neverland he learned to climb them mountains and trees, and anything so he could become a valuable member of the Lost Boys for Pan.
He had been enjoying his time on Neverland, never wanting to leave his home, but that all changed when the Charmings, and their group came to try and get back the true believer from Pan. He was forced to leave his home and come to Storybrooke, Maine with the rest of the lost boys. He hates it in Storybrooke. He wasn't free to do whatever his wished anymore, and they tried, but failed to get him to go to school, and be a normal boy again. He didn't want to be normal. He wanted to be a lost boy on Neverland again. The day Pan died was the worst day of Pascal's life. His leader and savoir was gone and so went the hopes of him returning back home.
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