First Tale: Not in Storybrooke, Maine anymore [Action/ AccidentVideo]

[theboywiththebook]

[Henry has found himself waking up on a very cold day in Luceti on the outskirts of the village. It takes him a bit to gather his bearings and to find his winter coat nearby him. Putting it on he sits there for a moment to look around. Yup, this wasn't home. Did he get here by magic? And if so, was this the Enchanted Forest?

Looking nearby he see's a journal with his name on it. Very strange. Why would a journal that he never had have his name? Someone must have brought him here.

Opening it up he begins flipping through the pages. It was looking to be some kind of guide. Maybe it had a map?

When it proves to becoming difficult to try and find a map in this journal, he begins to wander into the village, tightly holding his  jacket closed. He doesn't want to even think what bad guy put him in a raggy pair of pants. But he starts to call out for anyone around.]

Hello? Anyone here? Gram-pa are you here?

Comments

[spohkh]

[Spock bows his head...]

It is well to make your acquaintance Mister Henry. As for your theory on whether we are trapped by magic has yet to be confirmed... though highly unlikely at this point. It is currently beyond our understanding...

Am I to understand though that you are also a wielder of magic?

[theboywiththebook]

You mean it could be something else other than magic?

[Henry didn't think that was possible. But, he shakes his head at Spock's question.]

No, I just know stuff about it. We...sort of just got it where I'm from.

[spohkh]

[Spock nods...] Indeed.

Most curious... my knowledge is rather limited when it comes to magic. Perhaps when you are settled you could inform me of what you know.

[Spock looks at the boy's garments...or lack there-of.] Is that what you are accustomed to wearing? If not, I can lead you to the appropriate establishment that supplies clothing.

[theboywiththebook]

I can do that, but I don't know everything about it.

[But, Henry looks down at his clothes and looks back to Spock.]

I just woke up in these pants, but this is my coat.

[The offer of actual clothes though is a lot nicer than just wearing a jacket to cover his torso.]

Could you, please?

[spohkh]

Very well, if you will follow me. [Spock leads them across the plaza..]

How is your experience with the wings thus far?

[theboywiththebook]

[And Henry shall follow.]

They're kind of weird but I can get used to them.

[spohkh]

[Spock... is mildly impressed with this young human boy.]

You seem to be taking this situation rather well. May I inquire as to why this is? [Spock wonders if the boy comes from an interesting home.]

[theboywiththebook]

Sure? I guess it's just because back home things aren't exactly normal, but not in a bad way. I think the wings are kind of cool really.

[spohkh]

[Spock gives the boy an amused glance...

However, instead of commenting on the boy's positivism, they drew near to a building and Spock held the door open for his companion.]

Here is our destination. You may even find some of your personal clothing here... a rather curious phenomenon.

[theboywiththebook]

Thanks, umm...what's your name by the way?

[spohkh]

[Spock's mouth tugged upwards in a small smile.]

I am Spock. And thanks are unnecessary.