Not your sparkle dust kind of fae. Pair of jeans over a frou frou dress always / I don't grant wishes / I chase bad guys / @AbePeurlm is my Happy Thought
*with mention of @LadyBellOfNL* she stepped through the portal, her gaze adjusting to the light as she looked around.
She had only been here once, and after eberybrint that had transpired while she was here, she had not been to eager to come back. But now she had a reason.
In>
@LadyBellOfNL Angel stood where she emerged, knowing that it wouldn't be long before /someone/ came. Raking a hand through her hair, she looked around, her brows creased as she studied the terrain.
It was still familiar, and she knew if she really wanted, she could find Tink herself.
But >
@LadyBellOfNL >hole she had went, through the portal, emerging in Neverland. She didn't have the slightest clue where to begin to even /start/ looking for Tink. Raising her arm above her head, she fired a purple blast from her hand into the sky. Announcing her arrival. Hoping>
@fiesty_fighter@JohnDove_@AbePeurlm
Days had passed. Angel had agonized over what she had turned her parents into.
They had taken the supposedly most powerful being in Storybrooke, and had locked her in the cave beneath the library. Now there she sat, waiting for her trial>
@feisty_fighter @AbePeurlm@JohnDove_ Angel nodded, going over to her adoptive parent and giving her a quick hug to appease her worry.
"I'm ok. I promise." Stepping away, she went to the counter to the cake and cut two generous slices for the both of them "I know it is more than likely a futile effort, but I want >
@feisty_fighter @AbePeurlm@JohnDove_ >apartment, jumping off the ledge in a flying leap that set her to flying, her wings coming out and keeping her elevated.
She flew quickly through town, landing just at the door, her wings shifting as she knocked, before walking in, her smile bright,
"I'm here!"
@feisty_fighter @AbePeurlm@JohnDove_ Angel sighed in relief, nodding her head even as she knew she couldn't be seen.
"I'm on my way. Be there in a hop, a skip, and a wing flutter"
Smiling she hung up the phone. Leaving a quick note for Abe, she grabbed her jacket and pocketing her phone, she ran out of the studio>
@feisty_fighter @AbePeurlm@JohnDove_ "I...I need..." she cleared her throat, trying to make the words come from a knot-cloghed throat.
"I want you to come with me to talk to Blue. I want to try again. Maybe...Maybe I can appeal to her compassion as a woman. I don't know, but I want to try. Would you...could you >
@AbePeurlm @feisty_fighter @JohnDove_ >a silver platter. It had to be fought for with tooth and nail and grit. And she was ready to fight for hers. Her decision made, she pulled out her phone and called her mother. Waiting for @feisty_fighter to answer.
@feisty_fighter @AbePeurlm@JohnDove_ >had rallied around her, and had been the wall of strength that she had hid behind.
But she was done crying now.
She was done waiting for others to fight for her happiness for her.
Happiness did not come easy. It was not handed to you on >
I started with S1 first episode when it first premiered. Got sidetracked with catching up with Doctor Who, then came back just in time to watch Skin Deep. Then I was hooked for the duration until the end...Always cheering for Rumple to have his Happy Ending.
@JohnDove_@advntreNchoclat@DarkGold_1@HerMadJefferson Going back to the table, Angel sat down on the other side of the table, beside Belle, after passing out three glasses of fresh lemonade.
"Belle? She waited until the woman had turned to her.
"I saw...I saw the roses. In the living room. You never usually bring them in. Has >