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OOC Information; Name; Sheena Personal Journal; disgracefully Contact; ophelia.maraschina@gmail.com; saviorsandsaints @ AIM; lovedbythesun Other Characters; None. IC Information; Character Name; Snow White/Mary Margaret Blanchard Canon; Once Upon a Time. Snow White & Mary Margaret at the Once Wiki Canon Point; 2x09 Queen of Hearts Age; Mid-twenties House; Freya; while Snow does fight for the world and good at large, the source of that fire is love. She never fights harder than when someone she cares for is at stake. She comes from a world where true love is the greatest power of all, and it's an idea she fully believes in. Power; Energy Transfer Personality; If one word could define Snow White, it would be 'hope.' All through her struggles against the Evil Queen, hope for victory, hope for a better future keeps her going. When Charming leaves to marry his original betrothed, she holds on to the hope that she'll see him again. When they are separated by King George's troops, hope spurs her into searching for him. As she takes the apple from the Queen, knowing that it promises a fate worse than death, she still hopes that Charming will save her. It's the child she conceives with Charming that represents hope for everyone who falls under the curse. That hope gives her strength of will and determination. No matter what her cause is, she commits herself to it fully, driven to see it through to the end. It's that determination and hope that makes her jump into the portal after Emma, not wanting to be separated from her daughter again. This belief in hope -- and by extension, true love -- can be a bit blinding. It gives her a sense of tunnel vision. Everything else is ignorable, unnoticeable, in its light. Mary Margaret also believes in hope, but not as unequivocally as Snow does. She gives Henry the book of fairy tales, to share the gift of hope. She holds out hope that her name will be cleared in Kathryn's apparent murder. But that hope wavers as the (false) evidence mounts, and when she is given the chance to run, she does. Another word that defines Snow is 'sacrifice.' She would willingly, and does, put herself in harm's way to spare those she cares about. Even when she knows that the Evil Queen wishes her dead and has hired someone to take her out to the woods to die, she faces her fear. She writes a letter of apology to her step-mother, and asks that she continue to rule the kingdom wisely and fairly. Snow willingly walks into a trap alone, to keep her friends safe. She takes the apple and falls under a sleeping curse to save Charming's life. She is more than willingly to risk nearly everything for the greater good or for the good of those she considers family. Mary Margaret doesn't exactly share this trait. She tries, attempting to set aside her feelings for David so he could move on with his life with Kathryn. But temptation proves to be the easier road, with David and again, when she runs from jail. Loyalty practically goes hand in hand with sacrifice. Snow does not put her trust in people lightly, but when she does, it's complete. She builds allies around herself as she tries to take back her kingdom. She finds a sister of sorts in Red, who she accepts as both human and wolf. The dwarves (originally eight, then seven) are almost her personal defense. It's her loyalty and trust in the Blue Fairy and Gepetto that ultimately leads to her being separated from her daughter for twenty-eight years. There's a certain ruthlessness to Snow, though. Break her trust and you will find yourself with a capable enemy. Endanger those she loves, and she will stop at nothing to stop you. She has no qualms about breaking laws, living as a thief in the woods while on the run. In combat, those she comes up against are injured or dead. It's those she loves that bring out that fierceness. In later episodes, when Aurora tries to kill her for Philip's 'death', she easily disarms the princess and lets her off with a warning. Mulan is not so lucky when the warrior begins chopping down the beanstalk, threatening to strand Emma up in the giant's land. It's only when Emma calls her off that she backs down. Mary Margaret isn't so ruthless, but she shows the quality in other ways. When she's hurt, her weapon of choice is tone and words. She cuts off David's attempts to reconcile. She's more than curt when Emma attempts to leave town without a word. Her determination can make her a bit single-minded. Once she has an idea, a plan, a fight, in her grasp, she doesn't let go until it's over. Or it backfires and blows up in her face. After the curse first breaks, she makes repeated attempts to talk with Emma, rather than deal with the town that was crumbling around them. Emma deflects each attempt, growing a bit more wary and annoyed each time, but Snow stays on track until Charming forces her to step back. Prior to the curse, it's her idea to see Rumpelstiltskin for answers and answers she gets, even against her husband's wariness. She can grow a bit impatient. Snow is not the type to suffer fools lightly. She will only tolerate it as long as someone proves to be useful. Once that has passed, she is moving on and leaving them behind. Her patience grows thin in the presence of those who won't make an effort to help or help themselves. Her first interactions with Aurora are a bit short, and it's only the knowledge that the princess suffers from the same nightmares that she had once that cools her down. This impatience also extends to those she view as coddled or pampered, like she feels she had once been. This is most evident in her first dealings with Charming, which culminated in her name for him (first used sarcastically, bitterly, but now with affection). Snow also has her moments of impulsiveness, of leaping before she looks. Left to her own devices, she can rush off without considering the consequences of her actions, both immediate and long-term. This can be tempered by someone she loves, someone who anchors her to the present and future. Leaping into the portal, abandoning Charming and Henry, shows a residual sign of this trait. Samples; Network Sample; [ The video feed starts, showing the brunette backed by a portion of the city's greyness. She's only been here a short time, but there's a question nagging her mind. ] Not that I don't understand a need for assistance when facing certain odds, but generally, it's better to ask before just... taking people away. [ And now that she's first expressed her frustration... ] What happens during the time we spend here? Back home, I mean. Time seems to pass the same between worlds. If that holds true for here, how do I -- how is our absence explained? That we're just gone and maybe never coming back? Oh well you'll just have to make up for lost time later? [ The more she talks about it, the more irritated she seems. ] I understand a need for help, but this was definitely not the best time. Log Sample; Another new world. The Enchanted Forest. Earth. Asgard. Snow stood outside Gladsheim Palace, holding the map, the letter, and the only other items she came to this place with: her bow, the quiver of arrows, and Mulan's sword. She took in the area around her, gazing sweeping from one side to the other. It was just like the room inside, the one she arrived in: colorless and grey, the people within sight blank slates without faces. None of them seemed to pay her any mind or notice the weapons on her. The crudely drawn guide said they were ill, a sickness that left them like this. And that only her emotions, the emotions of others who had been brought to this world, would cure it. Another new world, and a new world to save. She didn't want to feel it as a weight on her shoulders, but it did. Before this, before here, she was fighting to get back to Storybrooke, to the one place she was comfortable calling home at this point. It wasn't just for want of home that she was fighting. Her husband had taken a great risk, put himself under the same sleeping curse that terrorized her dreams for so long. He wouldn't awaken until it was broken by true love's kiss. Her kiss. Every moment she spent here, that she spent anywhere else, was another moment that he was trapped in that nightmare. And with David incapacitated and her and Emma in the Forest, Regina could be doing any number of things to those others that she cared for. Yet here she was, being asked to help save a world that held no one she loved. But the worlds were connected. If this world fell, they would all fall. The tree would die, killing all the leaves, including Storybrooke and the Enchanted Forest. She could reason that she was still fighting for them, even if in a roundabout way. One falls, they all fall, taking everyone she ever loved with it. Again. Snow dropped to one knee, pulling the quiver from her back. If the way to start helping was to talk to people, she would need to do something about the sword she carried. Mulan had only given her the blade, not the scabbard to sheathe it. She couldn't very well go about this city with it naked in her hand. The quiver would have to do for now. She slid the sword inside, nestling it among the arrows. The hilt made it stand out, the weight of the sword made the quiver shift. She placed the strap across her body again, testing it. It would hold, but she would need to see about having something made for the sword here. The bow she strung similarly across her body as she stood. Time to get her bearings and get started.