and straight on til morning

[princehonorable]

The deep level of mistrust that David holds for his current predicament knows no bounds.

For one, finding himself aboard the Jolly Roger with a pirate, the evil queen intent on making his wife's life an unhappy hell, and his distressed daughter? Not good. Watching Rumplestiltskin evaporate into thin air and doing god knows what where he can't see him? Even more not good. Walking through the Captain's cabin door and stumbling when his sea legs give out from under him because there's no more ocean to compensate for? Yeah, that part is what David's really trying to get used to.

He doesn't have his sword because he'd been looking for a map and didn't think he'd need it to defend himself, but Hook had apparently rigged himself up a portal that led from the seas outside Neverland to this strange building. He'd arrived just as a party was breaking up and he'd watched odd people in mad costumes filter out through the hotel -- though some people went through doors and never came back -- and try as he might, the best answer that he could get out of anyone was this and only this: Nexus Hotel.

He thought he'd seen a familiar face or two, but they were only passing by and wouldn't stop to answer his questions, which is how he's found himself sitting at the bar, chocolate milk in hand and staring forward as he tries to think up a plan.

He will always, always find his family, but sometimes it seems like the universe truly enjoys testing him.

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[thelostprince]

Loki was feeling more or less decent, after being allowed to stretch his legs within that one door that had taken him through terrifying terrain and amongst creatures he had never seen before. Most would find themselves more or less disturbed at coming across buxom women with warped faces or giant spiders made out of doll parts, but for Loki it had been refreshing. He had no taste for the wholesome.

He'd gone to the bar initially to see if Fiona was around, because she amused him, and when he did entertain the thought of company he found her far less stressful than Thor or his new girl. Fiona was nowhere in sight, which didn't mean he was about to leave (it was a bar, and that meant whisky was the real temptress here) but meant he probably wouldn't be sociable. That is until he noticed the gentleman standing by the bar, drinking something that definitely didn't appear alcoholic, with an expression on his face that suggested deep thought, or no thoughts at all.

"Lost?" Loki asked, not with a whole lot of concern, as he signaled to a bartender to pour him something.

[ogunquit_girl]

Fran was just off her shift at the gift shop and thinking of nothing more than walking around for a while after several hours sitting down. Unfortunately, she also new from experience that if she didn't get something to drink before she took her walk around the grounds, she'd be hating herself for it later.

She noticed the man sitting at the bar with a passing glance, but didn't take much more notice than that. Until she realized what he was holding.

"Takes a strong man to drink chocolate milk at a bar," she said, smiling with it.