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[thestoriesarereal]

So...[The audio was the first to turn on, and Lucy figures it out when she sees her screen is dark. She quickly changes it to video, looking at the camera, unsure of what she's doing but she has to try. The network gets to see a young girl who looks unsure, but trying to be brave at this moment. A lot has been on her mind, but she needs to figure this place out first.

To some, she may carry certain characteristics of another young person from a long time ago..or recent.]

I can't say this is cool or not, we're on a moon and there aren't any flying cars but...

Anyone here know of Snow White? Or...The Evil Queen? And if they're here...maybe, point me in their direction?

[Is she being serious? The look on her face says yes. She needs to find people she can trust, and hopefully not be placed in a group home.]

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[thesavior]

[ Those names do sound very familiar to Emma. Too bad the girl saying them doesn't ]

Maybe? Why?

[audio]

[thestoriesarereal]

Because I need to find them. This is gonna find weird, but they're my family. They go by different names though; Mary Margret and Regina Mills.

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[thesavior]

Seriously?

[Emma knows she is not lying though ]

I call Mary Margaret something else.

[audio]

[thestoriesarereal]

Yes, and no--it's not a made up thing. It's the truth. [Because she's gone through this again with Henry...but if this person doesn't believe her, then whatever, she can figure something else out.

Or...maybe not]

What do you call her? Is she here?

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[thesavior]

Mom.

[thestoriesarereal]

Ha. Ha. You can't call her 'Mom.' Only one person can do that.

Or...

What's your name?

[Video];

[thesavior]

[Emma smirks at the device. She reads the response and then flips the device on. ]

How about you go first?

[thestoriesarereal]

[Lucy is surprised to see the device turn on and then to see the woman whose picture is in her storybook. The person that Henry spoke about often. Family...

She stares at the other woman for a moment longer, torn between excitement and shame. Finally when she speaks again, her voice is soft and there's a sad smile on her face.]

You're Emma Swan, aren't you?

[thesavior]

why would you say that?

[thestoriesarereal]

Because you're The Savior. You're in my book.

The same book my dad gave me.

[jolting]

I don't know if either of them are here. I'm sure we would've heard something if the Evil Queen was around.

[no, he is not questioning why this little girl is asking]

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[thestoriesarereal]

[Oh...someone who doesn't doubt they're real?]

So...you personally know both of them?

[jolting]

Sure. I know them as Mary Margaret and Regina, though. They could be different from the ones you're looking for.

[he is no stranger to other worlds, after all]

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[thestoriesarereal]

[The video feed turns on and look! It's a little girl with a soft smile that looks a little bit like Henry's.]

Do you know if Mary Margaret is here? Or maybe David Nolan?

[jolting]

[he figured it was a child from the voice, but that smile... It does look very much like Henry's. Weird.

Anyway, hi little girl. Have a bleach-blonde man in a collared shirt. He at least attempted to dress down]

I saw Mary Margaret not long ago in Storybrooke. You one of her students?

[honestly, with the population growth from the Camelot people and now those from the Land of Untold Stories, he's sort of lost track]

[thestoriesarereal]

[Oh wow, someone she doesn't recognize. Or..maybe she should but can't? Or they never met? Hard to tell anymore.]

She's not in Storybrooke, at least not that I can remember. And I'm not one of her students...

[How to best go about this...]

But, do you know Henry Mills?

[jolting]

[he frowns at that. He's sure Mary Margaret wouldn't go anywhere with all that's going on in town lately. But the girl says the key phrase: "not that I can remember". Memory issues is the number one problem in Storybrooke]

I've known him his whole life.

[thestoriesarereal]

[Memory issues are still a problem with the people of Hyperion Heights...but that's a story for another day.]

Really? [Funny, she would've mentioned someone that she could put a face to.] Well...not to say that you don't know him...but I'm his daughter.

[jolting]

[this revelation is met with a long silence and a sigh] Of course you are.

[he doesn't say it like he doesn't believe her. Rather, it's just one of those ARE YOU SERIOUS moments that come up when you live in a place like Storybrooke]

[thestoriesarereal]

[Lucy is having a hard time reading him. If he believes her, or if he's simply humoring her and thinking she's a kid with an over active imagination.]

...So...are either of them here? Mary Margaret or Henry?

[jolting]

I just got here myself. But if they are here, they'll see this like I did and contact you.

[thestoriesarereal]

Oh...[She thought he was here longer than her, but they're in the same boat.. Too back it's not the Jolly Roger.]

That's...good, I guess.

[So they're not here, but she's here...and trying to figure things out.]

[jolting]

What's your name? [probably should've asked that sooner,]

[thestoriesarereal]

[Introductions, what are those?]

Lucy, Lucy Mills. You?

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[shoplifter]

[Laura stares in surprise for a bit — because the face is definitely that of her friend's, but it's... the sound of everything is off, this 'Evil Queen' and Snow White... and her username isn't familiar at all, but the surprise of seeing a face from 'home' keeps her quiet for a time. The chances of this being Delilah are slowly ebbing away with each response. Sometimes this happens. This place does weird things.

It... makes her sad. But it's nice to see her, even if it's not her.

Or something. She's not sure.

... She should probably say a reply before this gets weird.]

Who is the Evil Queen?

[It's quietly spoken, with a Laura stoicism.]