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[skaikru]

Skye and I thought it might be useful if we could cataloug the avalible skill sets we have around here. Just in case any of us end up needing something, then we'd know who to call first.

So if you could respond with your:

Name, previous occupation, other skills or really just anything that might be useful

it would be very much appreciated.

( and typed almost as an after thought, something she's been pondering for a good long time: )

And if you were doing anything particularly important just before you arrived here, we'd like to know that too. Even if you've died.

( one more after thought: )

Please.

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[sheriffing]

Seriously? How the hell am I still here?

[It doesn't feel like she should be. A floodgate of new memories tells her she should be back in Storybrooke trying to track down the Author. Instead of chasing him down, she's breathless from her fight with a solid, stubborn door and feeling more useless than ever.

Without knowing who's still here and who was sent home, Emma doesn't even know who she's looking for. Killian, Neal, maybe Regina. Outside of the three of them, she'll take whatever information she can get.

It doesn't feel like she ever left, but there's no telling how long she's been down here.]

Anybody ever wake up in the boiler room?

[If they have, she wouldn't hate an explanation - or maybe she would, but at least she'd have one. It's better than all the blanks she's been left to fill in on her own, stuck debating whether or not the things she's struggling with fall under the category or "real life" or really shitty dream.

She looks to the screen, her brow furrowed in uncertainty and her lips parted just enough to take in a few extra breaths. Was trapping her down there part of the plan, or a bonus? The only relief Emma finds is from being out of there, left to wander the halls the way she did on their first day.

It feels a lot like starting over, but she's not sure why.]