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Every story begins with a quest. What’s a girl to do but find her own adventure? Princess outside, Pirate inside. {#RP #OUAT AU/MV/MS/MC #ArtisticQuirks}

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“If my parents caught me talking to a pirate, it probably wouldn’t end well. Good thing I don’t care.”

// Enchanted Forest AU
~Magical Princess Emma
~Literate/Descriptive
~Multiship/Multiverse
~Looking for Mains
~OpenDMs/Open Mentions
~#ArtisticQuirks

RT?

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@CorsairJones < finished here yet.

"What other lands have you been to? Are there any you haven't visited that you want to?"

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There was something about the smell of the sea. I'd never been able to put my finger on it. Maybe it was simply the fact that it was different from the smell of the castle. In there it was always a cloud of perfumes. It made >

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@CorsairJones < the conversation.

I pushed my hair back again and rolled my shoulders to loosen them up. I'd been sitting in this tavern for hours now and I was starting to feel it. Part of me was dying to take a walk, if only for the change, but I wasn't >

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@CorsairJones < lovely as people say?"

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@CorsairJones < started talking again, even before it sank in what he was saying.

"Wait, Neverland? Really?" That was definitely exciting. I'd heard stories of Peter Pan but they were all mixed up. "They're really that bad? What about the island? Is it as >

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@DarkOne_Rumple < a matter of dumb luck.

Steeling myself for what I was about to do, I lifted my chin and finished the sentence. "I want you to teach me to use my magic."

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@DarkOne_Rumple < just last week. Every time I tried to grasp at the magic, something went wrong. Glass shattered, fires sparked from nothing, objects went flying when I tried to so much as lift them with my power. I hadn't hurt anyone, yet, but it was only >

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// The only real thing that Enchanted Forest Emma has with Storybrooke Emma is that neither of them has much interest in being a princess.

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@CorsairJones < question. "Well... What's your favorite story to tell? In all your time on the seas, what's your favorite memory?"

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@CorsairJones < impulsive, I reached out to touch his arm. "No, I'm sorry. I didn't realize it was a sensitive subject," I murmured, genuine regret coloring my words. Hoping to lighten the conversation and perhaps recover from my fumble, I asked a different >

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@TruestBelief_ < my way to the sparring ring happily, hair pulled back into a ponytail and wearing pants instead of a dress for once. While I waited, I retrieved the wooden practice swords from the barracks nearby.

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@TruestBelief_ Being a princess wasn't all fun and games. It was years of lessons in history, geography, social graces. Anything and everything that it would take to handle whatever situation the kingdom threw at me. It was dreadfully boring.

There were, >

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@TruestBelief_ < however, some enjoyable lessons. Such as sword-fighting. It wasn't so much practicing as it was practicing with Henry. As busy as my days were, I didn't always get a lot of time to spend with him, but there was always this.

And so, I made >

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// nephew got himself locked in his bedroom and i just had to dismantle the door to get him out.