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It appeared as though a fire was the perfect distraction. The guards came bustling in and others began to swarm the area with their buckets of water in attempts to put out the fire. The others seemed to help free the animals trapped inside the stables, creating a stampede of horses that went gallavanting about the square. It was good to see that at least the animals wouldn't be harmed, and hopefully some may even escape to roam free. Whatever the case Matthew watched on as he looked for any signal from Green on how to proceed. From the looks of it they were all moving towards an alleyway, out of sight from the guards. He quickly went towards the area giving Colby a light and playful jab on the arm as he went passed him.

"It would appear no one else could think of a better plan than you. For all their bellyaching." Matthew rolled his eyes exasperated by the days events already. Quieting up once Gretel joined them and began to speak with Merlin. It appeared that Rumplestiltskin (whoever that was) was Maleficents right hand man and in the area. "Im sorry but who's Rumple...whatever you said. Is he dangerous? Anything we should know to avoid?" He didnt like not knowing things and this was something that appeared to be rather important. Especially if Merlin seemed to deem it important enough information.

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Cassiopeia smiled, having heard Rose and rubbed squeezed her shoulder as they walked. It was going to be exciting getting to meet Rose’s mom. It was exciting enough meeting Merlin, Hansel and Gretel. Cassiopeia fell silent while they waited for the all clear from Hansel. She could smell smoke of something burning and was surprised the distraction team had gone with a fire. Once Hansel gave the all clear, Cassi followed her sister out of the sewer. She offered Rose a helping hand out before she hurried after the others.
Cassiopeia watched Hansel knock the guard out, smirked and then grabbed a key from him before heading into the prison. She wasn’t entirely sure letting out every prisoner was such a clever idea. What if some of these people were murderers? She watched Layla open a cell, seeming to not have the same worries that she did.
”So, potential murderers running around is a good thing then?” She eyed the cell in front of her, trying to see who was inside. She went to put the key in the lock but ended up dropping it. ”Well, if that’s not fate intervening, I don’t know what is.” Still, Cassi bent down and picked the key up. She weighed it in her hands before opening the door. "You better not be a murderer," she said to the occupant. "or I'll wrestle you back in there."

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The fire started to grow and smoke started to fill the stables causing Willow’s eyes to water and she coughed a bit. Luckily, she missed being trampled by panicking horses. Colby and Sierra were with her and she followed them out as a guard came in and urged them to leave, seeming to not be concerned for why they were in there in the first place.
They rejoined Merlin and Gretel who had secured some sort of paper. Willow looked around, seeing the fire growing and the animals running about causing chaos of their own. Guards were everywhere trying to bring order to the situation. Willow hoped it was a good enough distraction as she followed the others when they vacated the area.

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Rose took Cass's hand to climb out of the sewers. Ugh, she was gonna smell gross for a month. She took the key she was given and started looking for her mom. As she did she tried the key on random cells until it worked. "I will personally shoot you through your heart if you commit a crime. But if you're here for being a rebel against Maleficent keep doing that." She told the person in the cell and continued to move down the hall checking each cell until finally, she found her mother.

She had known she'd recognize her. She looked different, older, more scarred, but it was the same face, the same eyes. Her mother was in the cell. "Hi. I'm Rose. We're here to rescue you." She didn't say she was her daughter, maybe she wanted to see if Red recognized her back. Or maybe she expected her to know who she was just from her name. The only thing she knew she had brought with her from this world.

Rose hadn't gone to the orphanage like the others. Something had happened and split her from the group. She also was one of the older members of the group, if not the oldest she couldn't quite tell. Her memory had been fuzzy, but she remembered enough. Things had been seared into it, like the wolf protecting her and her mother's voice.

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Colby snorted and grinned at Maddy. "Figures right? They all were saying it was a bad plan and then we did it anyway." He shrugged. He hadn't been sold on the plan either, but whatever. Hopefully, after this whole jailbreak thing they'd be able to go their separate ways. Get away from the rest of the group and figure out what was going on with Wonderland. It was cool being in Camelot and all, but he wanted to go to his home.

Chaos had been set though and their job here finished. He followed Merlin and the others back to the Inn. "Rumpelstiltskin? As in weave straw into gold guy? He asked for verification. Did all stories exist here? If not what decided which ones did or didn't? How did stories that changed overtime work? His mind ran over the ideas. He was no English major but he had some grasp of myths and such. Did the stories Earth write become real here or did the things here bleed into Earth and become stories? It had been sort of nagging him from the beginning but now he was really curious.

Rose's mom was essentially an unnamed character from a story warning kids to not wander the dangerous woods, but here she was a freedom fighter. How did time progress? Did the characters age at a certain rate based on how old their tale was? He felt dizzy thinking of what all it could mean and how it possibly worked. He ended up shaking his head, he preferred animals this was too much.

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Megan didn't have a negative reaction to fire - if anything, it was a positive thing for her. It reminded her of spontaneous human combustion, a fancy term for when someone dies due to a fire and no one could figure out the cause. Usually it had to do with the wick effect, probably brought on by someone falling asleep with a cigarette. Even with that rational thought though, whenever she read about cases of it, it always brought on a sense of supernatural awe and terror. It was like her blood had been electrified, her heart beating with fear and excitement all at once. She didn't share these thoughts with the others - probably for the best, a few cases involved bones shrinking down to insanely small sizes and she figured these people may vomit at the thought.

She made her way out of the grate and followed Hansel into the prison, her mind still ablaze. She took the key that Hansel offered her and she studied it for a moment, walking down the cell block until she eventually found a lock that the key fit into. She inserted the key and started to turn it, only for the key to jam. Megan sighed slightly - old keys could be sticky like this sometimes. She once had a dorm key that always jammed. She jiggled it in the lock, managing to get it unstuck, and she turned it, but the tumblers didn't move. Megan took a step back with one foot and put her weight into it, really shoving the key into the lock as she turned it, and this time she opened it on up.

"If you're a murderer, you're obligated to tell me."

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Once Hansel said that they needed to get moving, Jack followed along after the others to get out of the sewers. Glancing over, he saw the smoke from the fire in the distance that he figured was what the other group had been causing, and then followed along after the others into the building itself. This was definitely going to be fun, especially considering the fact that they were instantly confronted by a guard of sorts, but that didn't really seem to matter as Hansel knocked the guy out and then proceeded to grab a ring of keys off of him and started handing them out to everyone.

"Well this will be fun now won't it? Gotta love a prison break," he commented as he took the key that he had been given and headed off towards the cells. Eventually he found one that worked with the key he had been handed and unlocked the door, opening it. "You better not be dangerous criminal, so don't you dare make me regret this," he commented to the prisoner as he stepped aside to let them out of the cell. Yup, this was going to be fun, since they didn't really know who it was that they were really setting free. That was something to think about clearly.

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"You clearly know nothing about animals, any sort of loud noise after they are untied from the pole or whatever would set them off and probably racing off!" she snapped at her. Her sad idea of an excuse was not a very good one, and it was probably the worst sort of excuse she could have come up with. Honestly now she was definitely thinking that she was surrounded by morons and no one knew anything about how things typically worked. Why did people think that loud noises typically startled most animals? Because they loved them so much and wanted people to keep making them? Hell no that isn't how anything worked!

When Gretel appeared carrying a guard of some sort, she couldn't help but wonder what it was that Gretel was planning on doing, and she turned her attention from the flames that were there and went behind the alleyway where she had gone. That's when she heard a name that she didn't really know, considering the fact that unlike a lot of people she didn't know much about fairy tales unless they had been made into Disney films. So she had no idea who it was that they were talking about, which wasn't all that surprising and she just waited for there maybe to be a better explanation then before.

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"Lets just keep going, we dont want the guards to find out that we were the ones to set off the distraction." Gretel said looking at the others as she handed the scroll of sorts over towards Merlin which he quickly hid it under his robes. "I'd rather not get caught either getting jail time doesnt sound fun at all really." Taylor said as she quickly started to follow behind Gretel, the fires started to get worse now as well, going over to some nearby store stalls and catching stuff on fire over there as well. Sierra looked down for a moment regretting that she had decided to use the fires as a distraction.

"Yes thats who Rumpble is." Merlin said towards Colby who asked who he was, as he noticed some guards now coming over from further down the street to help out with the blaze. "Just stay close and stay within sight of everyone." He said as he turned down an alleyway just to get out of the streets Sierra was doing the same as well, hearing some people yelling for help, feeling guilty for being apart of the blaze that was now growing.

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Red was sitting in the corner of her cell, she perked up a bit seeing Rose there and smiled as she started to stand up and recognized her daughter. "It's really great to see you, I really missed you, you probably have a lot of questions i'll answer them when we are safe." She said as she gently reached her hand out to touch Rose's cheek.

Hansel came over towards Red's cell and smiled towards her. "It's good to see you again." He said as he started to pick at the lock with the lockpick he had on him. A few seconds later the cell door opened and Red went over to hug Rose, one of the prisoners looked over at Megan and shook his head slightly. "If you count stealing food just to feed your family as murder then sure." He said sarcastically as he quickly stepped out of the cell, as the other prisoners were being let out they started to head down the hallway when about ten armed guards started to come through seeing the prison break of sorts happening.

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Seeing that Cheshire grin plastered on Colbys face made Maddys heart light up with joy. It brought a warmth to him with a flutter of wings that rose up and made his cheeks blush pink. The mood lowering as Colby spike about Rumple. It gave Matthew pause as he tried to run through his mind what dangers this character could possibly posses, and when he had none he ended up having to speak up. "I'm sorry but what dangers can a man who weaves gold have? He doesn't sound that sinister compared to a few others out there." The idea of him being the right hand man made sense, an infinite amount of gold at one's disposal did make it easier to conquer and ploy as money no longer became an expense but...that wasn't a reason to fear him was it?

Warmth began to take the air as the fires grew larger and sparked from stall to stall. Matthew wrung the bottom of his shirt as nerves wracked him. This was exactly what they didn't want to happen, and now the others were just moving away as if these peoples lives didn't matter. He looked towards them then back towards the flames nervously as they spread. In a final moment of desperation his hands moved in a practiced silence of a stage magician. All nervousness escaping him as the lives of other took presidence and he deftly cast a spell. It felt like he was walking against strong winds, a force pushing back against him as he manipulated the flames to crawl back onto the stables and contained the fire there. The animals could survive with a stable for the time, but these residents may not be able to survive without their shops. Once he felt the fire contained withing the stables rooftops Matthew gave a twist of his hand to try and lock it there as he turned the corner and followed behind Gretel and the others.

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"Probably a million questions, but yeah they can wait." She smiled. Her mom recognized her. She felt like dancing. Rose was surprised at the hug. "Hugging is great, but I just climbed through the sewers." She laughed, still hugging her back anyway.

"Is that everyone?" She asked pulling out of the hug and then looking around at everyone. "Do we have to go back through the sewer?" She really didn't want to walk for another thirty minutes though that gross again. Her mind was just digging through questions that she had for her mom. God so many questions. At least she knew that her mom had sent her to Earth for her safety and she hadn't been lost and forgotten in a wood, or just abandoned, which had been her worst fears on late nights.

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Colby ignored the others, following Merlin back to the bar. "There is a fire brigade or something though right?" He really didn't want to be a fault for half the town going up like an old Christmas tree. Those things could burn. At least he could say he didn't start the fire.

He agreed with Matthew's question. How much damage could a guy who spun straw into gold do? It was possible that meant he had other powers. Maybe he was like a genie or something. He mentally shrugged. Getting the hang of this world was gonna be rough. He wanted to have a chance to ask questions, though it felt like he was judged for not knowing stuff. At least guessing from how annoyed Tink had gotten with them.

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The prison break was going well and Cassiopeia couldn’t help but smile a little at how well it was going. She even saw Rose greeting her long lost mother. The happiness was short lived though when Cassiopeia heard a noise and turned her head to see guards entering the cell block. She grabbed an arrow from her quiver and notched it carefully into her bow before she started to back up.
”I believe we are out of time,” she stated. Cassiopeia knew there was a fight that was about to happen, unless one of them all of sudden manifested a teleportation ability. Cassiopeia kept her bow and arrow at the ready. She wasn’t going to make the first shot. This wasn’t like hunting animals and Cassiopeia would attack once they were attacked. She couldn’t wrap her head around doing anything else.

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Willow watched Merlin stuff a scroll into his robe before looking down the street to see guards coming for them. She turned her head, seeing them starting to approach as well but she also saw the fire was starting to slow down. Willow sighed a little, hopefully there wouldn’t be too much damage from the distraction they had caused. She turned back and moved quickly with Merlin and the others.
”What of the others who went into the jail? Are we to meet back up with them somewhere?” There was no way for them to check the progress of rescuing Red from the jail but Willow wasn’t sure if they would have to wait or if they were to now try and assist them.

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"Hmm, don't tell me - Jean Valjean? If I declare that my name is Javert, will you run in fright and terror?" Megan asked the prisoner she had freed, staring at him with such a serious look on her face. She wouldn't have been shocked to find out that somehow, Les Miserables existed in this world along with all of the fairytale characters. She was a bit disappointed that they had yet to run into someone like Frankenstein's Monster, or perhaps even Dracula, but such was life. She'd very much be fascinated if they ran into a mummy, too - but at least there were bound to be witches here, even if they weren't the sort who danced naked in the woods.

The prisoner they had come here to rescue had been freed, and now, it was time to depart - only ten guards stopped them. Megan glanced to her side, noticing that one of their company had drawn their bow and arrows. She didn't say as much, but she agreed - a fight was imminent. She cracked her wrists before drawing her sword, excalibur, from its scabbard. The guards clearly recognized the sword and they hesitated.

"You have two options. You can fight and leave here in a body bag. Or you can leave in peace," Megan said calmly.

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Jack didn't think much of who it was that they were freeing exactly, given the fact that it at least was going to cause some commotion to help cover their getaway so that they could get Red out of here. This was going to be fun, that much was certain and he headed back over to where his sister was freeing another prisoner and making a Les Mis reference out of nowhere. "Wow Meg, really with that one?" he asked her with a bit of a laugh. That was definitely an interesting reference to make given their current situation.

Of course their getaway couldn't be so simple as several guards appeared at the end of the hall, and he figured that they weren't there to help them escape. He was prepared to fight if they needed to, but apparently Megan had a different idea, and it was more or less just threatening them with her fancy sword. Jack knew the basics of Arthurian legend, so he knew that the sword was fairly big and important in the world of Camelot, so hey, maybe her just threatening them would actually work out.

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Rosalia was still mentally panicking with regard to the flames that were growing, but she wasn't really wanting to show it. "Remember when it was agreed that fire was a bad idea except as a last resort since everything might burn down to the ground and it could kill a lot of people? Yeah, now I definitely agree that I'm surrounded by idiots," she commented out loud, clearly still annoyed somewhat with what was going on. She had problems trusting most people, however going back on what you had previously said and doing something completely different was a big no in her mind, and she wasn't going to trust anyone in this group ever.

Glancing towards Taylor when she made her comment about being arrested and she just shrugged her shoulders, "I've been arrested before, not fun but not horrible. Though not sure how the jails around here would be." In truth she really didn't want to find out what the jails around here were like, and was perfectly fine with moving on. Getting away from the flames was the best idea she had heard yet, and she followed after the others as more people seemed to focus and ask who this Rumple person was or something. Betting they'd find out who he was soon enough.

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"Rumple is a master manipulator and a magic user as well to, so if you ever meet him dont ever make any kind of deal with him you'll really regret it." Gretel answered as she continued to walk down the alleyway and turned back to look at Willow as she asked her question. "We meet back up at the shop then get out of the city afterwards." Gretel told her, Sierra nodded slightly as she listened and continued to follow still regretting setting the fires off.

"So what did you get arrested for anyway then?" Taylor ended up asking just out of curiocity as she looked they then made it back onto another street that was further away from the fire. "They have some magic users who use magic to contain and put out the fire." Merlin answered Sierra nodded slightly and was relieved to know that then the fire would still be contained they eventually would make it back towards the bar Gretel holding the door open for everyone to get inside.

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"Who now?" The prisoner asked staring at Megan a bit confused for a moment as Layla shook her head slightly and looked towards Megan. "Are you going to say that you are Star Lord now or something to?" She said jokingly as she noticed the guards hesitating for a moment as she noticed one of the more younger guards then charged forward towards Megan. She quickly took the knife, Layla didnt want to kill the guy and decided to throw the knife at the guard's knee hearing the guy howling in pain. "We should probably go now." Layla suggested as Hansel nodded and turned towards Rose and nodded. "Yes we have to, unless you want to deal with even more guards." Hansel said and quickly started to make a run towards the way that they came.

"I've been in dirtier places than a sewer." Red said towards Rise and smiled towards her as she quickly followed the others as the other guards quickly ran after everyone else Layla made her way back into the grate and held it open for everyone else to get through as well, hearing the guards yelling in the distance.

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Rose hurried along with the group, she drew her bow and notched an arrow, but she like the others didn't want to kill random people just doing their job. Though, she had opinions of people who made their job as prions keepers. It was a choice to do that sort of career and if one of them tried to stop her from saving her mom she'd make sure it'd be the last time they could make the effort.

If she hadn't had her hands full with the bow and arrow as they ran she would have reached out to hold her mother's hand. A simple thing, but one she hadn't done in so long it ached. It would be different now. Her hand wouldn't be as small. She wasn't a child of this world as much anymore. She had grown up in a different world and didn't know this one's rules. She put away her stuff long enough to get back down into the sewers then re-drew her weapon taking a guarding position ready to fire an arrow into a guard if they interfered with the group escaping.

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It was relieving to know there was something resembling a fire brigade. Especially in a place that so easily caught fire. He thought of thatched roofs of homes, which made him think of where the phrase raining cats and dogs came from and he repressed a smile at the thought. He stepped back into the bar. Hoping that the rescue team was already on their way back and that the fire had done something to assist.

He ignored Rosalia she was still complaining that the fire had been started and yeah it had been agreed not to do it, it had happened there was no changing that. He wanted to grab her shoulders and shake her and yell get over it. What had been done was done. And this time it wasn't his fault. Okay, it had been his idea, but he hadn't started the fire. He cursed his brain as a song popped up.

Colby sighed and sank into a chair. "How long are we gonna wait? What if someone saw us and reports us and the guards are already on the way?" He asked, not even the worst-case idea that had already played through his head. That one included the fire getting out of control and the whole city burning down around them.

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A small part of Maddy wanted to tell Colby of what he'd done. It seemed his sleight of hand was getting better as no one was the wiser about his involvement in deterring the flames. He now understood the concept of villains revealing what they'd done. Wanting some satisfaction in seeing how another reacted to their antics or deeds as opposed to being swept under a rug and forgotten. The thought of it began to well up inside him, reminding him of his solitude in the Orphanage and being one of the kids to grow out of the system as opposed to being adopted. His smile from earlier began to falter, tears threatening him as he tried to hold it back. It was the smoke, must've been. His thoughts were snapped back to the present as Rosalia began to do what she does best, complain. He rolled his eyes as she practically shouted from the rooftops that it was them who'd set off the fire.

Maddy almost didn't care about Rumple anymore, or his deals because of his infuriating with her voice. As soon as they entered the tavern he whipped around hands at his sides as he confronted her. "W-w-what is wrong with you? J-just drop it ok? Geeze. We c-c-cant fix the past but we can work on the pr-present. I used my magic to subdue the f-f-flames and h-hold them still. So shut u-up before the whole town hears you y-y-y-yabbering!" His heart was beating out of his chest, head feeling light as he confronted her with anxious nerves wracking every inch of him. By the end of his speech he couldn't feel his legs anymore, his knees felt weak as if they could give out any minute much like when a knife was to his throat before. He clearly wasn't one for confrontation but someone had to say it.

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”Nice one sis!” Cassiopeia had watched the knife leave her sisters hand before impaling into one of the guards knees. Without further instruction, Cassiopeia started to run behind the group, keeping her bow out as well in case she needed to fire upon anyone that got close. She watched as they made it to the sewers and Cassiopeia remained up top with her arrow armed at the guards until everyone was in the sewers again.
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Merlin didn’t sound like someone Willow wanted to cross at all. She was sure they wouldn’t get that lucky though. If he wasn’t somebody to worry about, they wouldn’t have found information regarding him. He was working with Maleficent after all and she was the one coming after all of their parents. They made it back to the bar and Willow immediately sat down, feeling her heart pumping and worked on slowing her breathing.
Matthew spoke up to the group again over the fire and that they all needed to get over it. When he mentioned using his magic to slow the fire, Willow nodded. She had seen that herself but didn’t know it had been him. ”It’s true. I saw the flames receding back into the stable as we were leaving. That was brilliant work Matthew,” she complimented.

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Megan shook her head slightly at Layla. People seemed to really like making comparisons between her and Marvel characters - first Captain Britain, now Star-Lord. She was familiar with the comics, as it was hard not to be with the popularity of the MCU, but she didn't go out of her way to interact with them. No, she was much more interested in horror anthologies. A guard charged at her, only for Layla to take them down with a quick throw of a knife. The guards weren't really much to be impressed by, as they all managed to flee rather quickly and Megan made her way back into the sewer through the grate, excalibur in its sheath once more.

When her feet hit the moist ground of the sewer, she drew her weapon again - just in case. She felt a little bit tense given that her brother hadn't come on down yet and she really didn't want him to be injured here. Judging by the filth and dirt everywhere, she doubted that their medical practices - magical or not - were really hygienic. She didn't know if the guards would follow them into the sewer. She hoped they weren't paid enough to follow them.

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"Congrats on thoroughly confusing the poor guy Meg," he said towards his sister with a bit of a laugh, seeing the prisoner's confusion. That was definitely amusing, seeing someone get incredibly confused about a reference that made perfect sense to most people from the other world or whatever, so seeing someone completely and utterly confused with regards to it was amusing. He almost made a comment about being careful or she'd hurt his brain too much from trying to make sense from what they were saying.

His head turned towards Hansel when he said that they needed to run and be quick about it, and he figured that no one else in the group needed to be told twice regarding that, and he raced after his sister, going for the sewers yet again. It seemed like to him that considering what they tended to be doing from the sounds of it, he should probably get used to the smell of the sewers. Once over by the grate, he went and dropped down, before moving slightly out of the way, not sure if everyone else was down there already.

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She immediately glared right back at Matt, "Oh sorry, did I strike a cord or whatever? Did I annoy you?" Rosalia asked, making a bit of an exaggerated gasp. "I'm sooooo sorry! I didn't mean to insult you! Just because it was your idiotic boyfriend who suggested that plan and the other idiot over there who actually went back on her own suggestion. Oh no, totally need to be quiet about it. Since even the best firefighters in the universe have problems fighting fires, so how on Earth did you think this entire situation was going to go? So how about you mind your own damn business and shut up. Especially since clearly you are a novice, so what are the odds that you somehow didn't screw up and once that little containment or whatever is going on there fails, who says it won't burst out into even bigger flames."

Turning back to Taylor, she decided to answer her with regards to what she had been arrested for. "I mean... Breaking and entering, theft, that sort of thing." she said, clearly a lot calmer with regards to Taylor. The others were still going on about this Rumple character or whoever it was that apparently was more then a big deal in this world. She didn't know who he was, didn't honestly really care, and she followed along after Gretel down the alleyway.

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Sierra went over and took a seat at one of the empty tables, she looked at everyone in the group as Matt started to speak up and then a few seconds later Rosalia started to snap back right at him. She closed her eyes slightly and shook her head slightly she was really getting annoyed with all of the infighting right now and none of it would really turn out well for anyone of them. And they really did need to actually work together. She looked towards Merlin for a moment hoping that he would actually be able to do something about it, before he eventually spoke up.

"Whats done is done, you all need to work together, otherwise we will all end up loosing." Merlin said, as he went and took a seat as well letting out a little bit of an annoyed sigh. Gretel turned to look at Colby asking what the plan was and how long they would have to wait for the others to join them. "We wait for an hour, if they dont show up then we leave the city and head to Merlin's tower and then go from there." She told him it hopefully wouldnt take long for the rest of the group to join up with them in the end.

"Breaking and entering sounds like loads of fun." Taylor said jokingly as she heard Lucky barking and quickly went over towards Rosalia and started to happily lick at her fingers and hands, occasionally playfully nipping at them as well to. Sierra looked at the dog and smiled for a moment he was pretty cute, and she started to hope that the others would make it in time.

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"Hurry up and get in." Hansel said to the others, the guards seemed to be distracted at the moment now with the prisoners who had broken out, and none of them seemed to have followed them now. Once everyone was through Hansel went into the grate and looked around before finding an iron rod and picked it up. He inspected it before quickly jamming it so that way it would be able to open easily, he turned towards the others. "C'mon lets go, it probably wont hold them off forever." Hansel said, as Red gave a slight nod as she held Rose' hand and gave her a bit of a smile before going down the ladders and into the sewers itself.

Layla looked at her sister and smiled towards her as she twirled one of the knives in her had as she climbed down into the sewers themselves and cringed slightly again. It really was nasty to trudge through but if it was the only way for them to get back to the others then she would have to do it. Red climbed down along with Hansel and then looked towards the others, who were there and started to wave them forward. "Lets keep going." He said as he started to turn back the way that they had came.

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The trembling withing Maddys throat and chest began to get worse. He could never handle being yelled at, nor even yelling at others, but something about Rosalias high and mighty attitude made him want to stand his ground. "Novice? NOVICE?! If anyone's a novice here it's you! It's no wonder you were put away for breaking and entering and theft! All you do after a job is done is parade about town talking about it. Had none of the people here been sympathizers we would've been thrown to Rumple and locked away in their prison already! I'm not saying what happened was right, or perfect, but it happened! And going around town bitching within earshot of others isn't going to fix it. Its just going to make things worse. So get off your damn high horse and think of plans that are useful if you don't like what's being said because that was the only plan given and the only input you gave was how you hated it!"

Flames began to form and flicker off the sides of his hands. The heat of his anger emanating and manifesting itself in physical form. When Matthew finished saying his piece, the flames died down, smoke replacing them as it twirled and danced along his skin. He spun on his heels and stormed off to the other side of the bar, not wanting to hear that girl's voice any longer. He would've expected wiser words from Merlin, or anyone honestly, but all he got was a speech on the power of friendship just further making him feel as if he was at fault here. Was he truly so unlikable that not only did he grow out of the system but he couldn't even make friends? Finding an empty chair, Maddy sat down and cross his arms in a huff, his eyes gliding towards Colbys direction and then wavering with tears brimming at the edges. If he saw anyone approach him, he would quickly removed the tears so as to make everything seem fine.

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It felt so good to have held her mother's hand. As they hurried through the sewers she wanted that moment to just go on. Of course, it wouldn't but it was like finding something you had lost but hadn't realized how much it had meant to you until you realized where it was. The metaphor was getting away from her so she dropped it just soaking up the joy of being near the person who had given her life and raised her until she was seven and had made cookies and kissed booboos and taken her on walks in the woods and all those other things the Buckners had done for her. Was there a way to have both families? The Buckner's meant the world to her too, mind you she hadn't traversed realities to rescue them from prison.

She wanted to ask her mom a million questions and was afraid they'd all tumble out into one mess if she didn't gather them in order. What could she even start with? Who was her father, the other half of the equation that made Rose? Or did she ask about specific memories? Like the wolf in the woods, the one protecting her from an unseen enemy. Did her mom know the answer to that? Would her mom bake cookies again? What about the new memory that had surfaced of them running? Was that how Red had gotten her scar? She had been wearing a bandage.

"Did you know I was okay?" She asked quietly. Yes, Merlin said he kept their families informed about them monthly, but it wasn't the same as hearing your mom tell you that. What mattered though was that her mom hadn't abandoned her. That it had been for her safety and she had always been at hand ready to bring her home if needed. That's what Rose needed to hear. She needed to know she was wanted.

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That was it! He spun around and punched Rosalia, not very hard, she might have a bruise, but he was done with her bull shit. He didn't care that Merlin was trying to 'friendship is magic' them. Rosalia had pushed him into a lake and been nothing but obnoxious the whole day. She hadn't given anything resembling useful just bitched about everyone else's ideas. And she had gone over a line.

He punched again. This time she fell to the ground. "Leave us alone. I don't care what you have to say. I don't want to hear you talk to me or Mathew again. Got it." He didn't turn around he just watched her, expecting a return attack and he wasn't going to let her get one in.