mirror mirror on the wall, who the hell is she?

[princehonorable]

It takes Charming a moment to place herself when she wakes up, but eventually she remembers that for the last few months, she's been here; stuck at the Nexus with little to no idea on how to get back to her family in Neverland. Taming back her hair, she tries to settle that familiar ache in her chest, wondering if Snow is fine without her, if Emma is doing okay with only one mother -- except that's not how the Nexus works.

And, because Charming knows that their family finds each other when they're lost. It must mean that they don't think she's lost. Curling her toes and reaching for her henley, Charming gets dressed and rubs a hand over her face as she wanders out the door, trying to shake the niggling feeling that she's meant to remember something -- something about last night and a door?

She'd been drinking, though, so whatever had happened is lost in a blur, now. As she walks, she begins to tame her hair the way Snow used to, knotting it back and pinning it in place with a few pins while keeping an eye out for clues, any kind of clue that will get her back to the land she's lost -- which, given where she'd been, is almost a touch too ironic.

That's when she sees the glimpse of green out of the corner of her eye. "Hey!" she shouts, trying to get the attention of the person closing it. "Don't close that door, I need to get back there!" But it's too late. She gives a frustrated sigh and swears under her breath. She slams her palm against the door and wonders how the hell Princess Charming is supposed to get home to Snow White, now.

[Find Charming wearing his normal clothes but under the complete belief that he is, and has always been, a shepherdess/princess]

no subject

[on_your_right]

It's been almost a year since Sam first showed up at the Nexus and he doesn't understand it any more now than he did then. It's occasionally entertaining, dinosaurs notwithstanding, but sometimes he wonders if he ought to be moving on and getting back to the hero business. Sure. He's no Captain America or Black Widow and he's probably only ever going to be on the JV squad of the Avengers but he's done his bit. He's gotten a taste of it and wants more.

Not a lot he can do about it, though. For the last several weeks, every door he's tried has been stuck and he can't go anywhere except within the hotel itself. It's been okay - he's had enough money and supplies to get by - but it's damned annoying. Tonight, he's decided to abandon all pretense of dealing with his problems and headed to the Smoking Room to drink and ignore everything for a little while.

As a coping mechanism, it's a shitty one, and he has enough knowledge in this arena to know it isn't a permanent solution. Still, everyone's allowed to be down for a little while and Sam thinks if he is maladjusted for a night or two, it's not going to harm anything in the grand scheme. He's going to come out all right, just like he always does, and eventually the doors are going to open again and he can get back to kicking HYDRA's ass.

JV squad or not, he thinks that the Avengers will more than likely appreciate all the help they can get, especially since SHIELD is no longer a thing.

Until then? He's going to enjoy his beer and sulk for a little while.