OUAT coda: "First-handed" (part 1/2)
Title: First-handed.
Author: Keenir.
Spoilers: Including Second star from the right but no further.
Summary: It has happened before, they say; and they're more right than they know, which means...
Rating: PG-13.
Part One. Part Two.
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Tamara was not fast enough in getting out of town. Not that it mattered in any sense other than how long it would have taken before her true secret was revealed.
Gold and Jefferson found her first
”Mr. Rumplestiltskin, I believe,” Tamara said, deliberately paraphrasing the address to Dr. Livingston. When no reply was given aside from a mean look, Tamara said, “The absentee father himself. I’ve heard a lot about you.”
“Oh you’d best be believing. Rumors concerning me are usually warnings of how dangerous I can be, and rarely are something to ignore, be they from my son or from your Organization.”
“There’s nothing you can do to me, that would make you the worse choice for me,” Tamara said. “So go ahead.”
“Can’t think of anything in a magicless world which is scarier than a Dark One enraged,” Jefferson said. “Doesn’t mean there aren’t any, but I doubt it.”
Tamara looked at them, and watched as Emma and Snow caught up with them, living crutches helping a recovering Regina return. She’s definitely durable, have to give her that, said a once silent corner of Tamara.
"Back off, dearie, this one's mine!" Rumplestiltskin said to the once royals of the one world, all but hissing by the end of it. And no longer bothering with the guise of Mr. Gold.
The rest of them haven't ever seen him like this, Regina knew. Serious, giddy, and amused, certainly - but they've never really seen him at all angry. "I wouldn't dream of interfering," Regina assured Gold.
Snow looked at Regina and said, "But - he'll kill her."
"That would be too quick," Regina muttered. And too merciful.
Gold fired a bolt at Tamara's left leg -
And the leg was gone.
Tamara blinked, looking woozy, like...
Like she's coming out of a memory Curse, Regina and Gold noticed, as they watched Tamara placing her palms on her elbows.
But she wasn't out of it yet: "That it?" Tamara challenged Gold. "Here I thought Rumplestiltskin was supposed to be scary."
*That* just got him giggling. "As you wish, hee!" and slung another bolt of magical energy at her - this time at her right leg.
...which left her with her back to the wall, 'standing' in place, not looking about to fall down anytime soon.
Rumplestiltskin tilted his head, "Well that's never happened to me before," he quipped.
"And its been a while since I saw that," Jefferson said as Tamara's body and head faded away, her mouth the last part to be visible...aside from both of her arms.
"Oh you have GOT to be kidding me," Emma thought as she looked at the true form of Tamara, who flipped the bird at Emma.
Regina couldn't help but remember what Greg - Owen - had said... 'Do - do you really think Storybrooke is the first time magic has crossed over?' And she remembered how Tamara had answered that with 'magic doesn't belong here.' With the first smile since that ordeal, Regina said, "Well well, firsthand experience."
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Author's Note: yes...Escher's hands. :)
Author: Keenir.
Spoilers: Including Second star from the right but no further.
Summary: It has happened before, they say; and they're more right than they know, which means...
Rating: PG-13.
Part One. Part Two.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Tamara was not fast enough in getting out of town. Not that it mattered in any sense other than how long it would have taken before her true secret was revealed.
Gold and Jefferson found her first
”Mr. Rumplestiltskin, I believe,” Tamara said, deliberately paraphrasing the address to Dr. Livingston. When no reply was given aside from a mean look, Tamara said, “The absentee father himself. I’ve heard a lot about you.”
“Oh you’d best be believing. Rumors concerning me are usually warnings of how dangerous I can be, and rarely are something to ignore, be they from my son or from your Organization.”
“There’s nothing you can do to me, that would make you the worse choice for me,” Tamara said. “So go ahead.”
“Can’t think of anything in a magicless world which is scarier than a Dark One enraged,” Jefferson said. “Doesn’t mean there aren’t any, but I doubt it.”
Tamara looked at them, and watched as Emma and Snow caught up with them, living crutches helping a recovering Regina return. She’s definitely durable, have to give her that, said a once silent corner of Tamara.
"Back off, dearie, this one's mine!" Rumplestiltskin said to the once royals of the one world, all but hissing by the end of it. And no longer bothering with the guise of Mr. Gold.
The rest of them haven't ever seen him like this, Regina knew. Serious, giddy, and amused, certainly - but they've never really seen him at all angry. "I wouldn't dream of interfering," Regina assured Gold.
Snow looked at Regina and said, "But - he'll kill her."
"That would be too quick," Regina muttered. And too merciful.
Gold fired a bolt at Tamara's left leg -
And the leg was gone.
Tamara blinked, looking woozy, like...
Like she's coming out of a memory Curse, Regina and Gold noticed, as they watched Tamara placing her palms on her elbows.
But she wasn't out of it yet: "That it?" Tamara challenged Gold. "Here I thought Rumplestiltskin was supposed to be scary."
*That* just got him giggling. "As you wish, hee!" and slung another bolt of magical energy at her - this time at her right leg.
...which left her with her back to the wall, 'standing' in place, not looking about to fall down anytime soon.
Rumplestiltskin tilted his head, "Well that's never happened to me before," he quipped.
"And its been a while since I saw that," Jefferson said as Tamara's body and head faded away, her mouth the last part to be visible...aside from both of her arms.
"Oh you have GOT to be kidding me," Emma thought as she looked at the true form of Tamara, who flipped the bird at Emma.
Regina couldn't help but remember what Greg - Owen - had said... 'Do - do you really think Storybrooke is the first time magic has crossed over?' And she remembered how Tamara had answered that with 'magic doesn't belong here.' With the first smile since that ordeal, Regina said, "Well well, firsthand experience."
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Author's Note: yes...Escher's hands. :)