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Where Two Worlds Come To Meet

For those on the Boat

"Alright," Mal said, nodding. She and Ben had listened to what everyone had to say, and had pulled aside for a quick discussion. "This is the plan. Listen up, though it is subject to change based on what Professor Yen Sid has to say. But as it stands here is what we're going to do. Once we open an entry point in the barrier I will craft us a single use bridge. Everyone who is carrying stuff to the Isle will please carry it across carefully and quickly. Anyone who wants to stay on the boat, can. But once everyone is across the King and I will bring up the rear and close the barrier behind us."

She took a breath and continued. "Anything you need to summon to be prepared, do so before I open the barrier. You won't be able to on the Isle. Magic will not work there. Most tech will not work there. We're planning to stay about an hour. In that time if anyone sees anyone they know, please come and let the King, myself, and Professor Yen Sid know. Your words will carry weight as to if they stay or come back with us, but the final decision is ours. I want everyone to stay close to the shore either way. If we have to leave in a hurry we may not have a chance to wait for stragglers, and the phones won't work here."

"What about..."

Mal blinked then nodded. "We can talk to Professor Yen Sid about that," she agreed. "But I don't know if it is feasible for this trip. We also have to see if we have anyone who is as good with computers and tech as Carlos is...."

Ben nodded. "Alright."

Mal looked at everyone again. "We know that there are at least three confirmed villains on the Isle, or there were. Doctor Facilier, Lady Tremaine, and Mother Gothel. They've been without their powers for over twenty years and it hasn't sweetened their temperaments any. Don't underestimate them just because there is no magic. Be careful. And stay close. If you think someone you know is on the Isle but you don't see them, speak to Professor Yen Sid." Another breath. "Alright, that's about it. Sylvando's going to be staying with the boat, so if anyone doesn't feel comfortable going onto the Isle, you won't be alone if you stay back. Here we go..."

She turned to face the barrier and opened her spell book to the page she had been scribbling on during the boat ride. A deep breath and she cast two spells in rapid succession.

"Reprogram for now
and one time post
This remote to allow
For today and today only
this spot to be its target's host."

Her eyes glowed green as she spoke and a green trail followed her finger as she gestured at the remote. It flared green for a moment then the glow faded. "Done, for today the remote will open the barrier here, not at the bridge. And now..."

Ben nodded. As he clicked the remote, she began casting the second spell, eyes green once more. green finger trail in the air again as she gestured towards the barrier as a small entrance opened.

"Bridge of fate
Bridge of trust
Form quick
Be first rate
Formed of stone that does not rust
grow from this ship to the shore
to remain until the barrier closes once again
A bridge to aid all who are helping King Ben!"

The Queen intoned, her green eyes bright and glowing as a white brick bridge grew while she spoke. And when Mal had finished her spell, the bridge was fully formed connecting the boat and the beach. Well, perhaps 'bridge' was too strong a word; though it seemed to be made of the same sort of material as the magical bridge that sometimes connected the Isle to the mainland, it wasn't nearly as wide. Even if they'd had one, no one could drive a car over this. However, it was still wide enough for three people to comfortably walk abreast and the weight of it once the opposite end reached solid ground served to help steady the boat, making it quite serviceable as an extra-long gangplank.

The white seemed to almost shine against the dark of sea and the darker of the storm covered Isle.

Even from the beach the poor quality of life on the Isle could be seen. A rusting partial building that was some sort of bait shop was the only real structure that wasn't obscured by the thorns, but the damage to it seems to be older than the thorns might imply.

There were remains of what were probably a few small bonfires and broken bits of tools and scraps of trash laying around.

"Be careful on the bridge," Mal said as she led the people who were starting across, spell book at the ready. "On this side there are crocs, gators, and sharks." Then raising her voice to be heard by those on the beach. "IF ANYONE TRIES TO RUSH THIS OPENING TO ESCAPE YOU WILL REGRET IT!" Her eyes flashed green with the threat.

But perhaps it was the tall man with the beard, standing on the beach holding a beeping box with a light on it, perhaps it was his small but firm nod that made clear that she could back up that threat.

Isle Side

Eventually the raised voices on the other side of the barrier died down, and all was quiet. Those standing on the beach waited with varying levels of tension, wariness, and excitement to see what would happen next. It probably wasn't too long of a time, though it likely seemed much longer to many of them. The distorted shapes of people could be seen moving about on the boat's deck, though whether on purpose or simply due to the rough sea it was difficult to tell.

Then, just as some were likely beginning to question whether anything was going to happen... something did. The box that professor Yen Sid held began beeping loudly, the light on it glowing brightly as the barrier parted. Soon there was an opening large enough to drive a car through forming, allowing both those on the Isle and on the boat to see each other clearly for the first time. Then a familiar voice - to both those from Auradon and to some on the Isle - rang out.

"Bridge of fate
Bridge of trust
Form quick
Be first rate
Formed of stone that does not rust
grow from this ship to the shore
to remain until the barrier closes once again
A bridge to aid all who are helping King Ben!"

The Queen intoned, her green eyes bright and glowing as a white brick bridge grew while she spoke. And when Mal had finished her spell, the bridge was fully formed connecting the boat and the beach. Well, perhaps 'bridge' was too strong a word; though it seemed to be made of the same sort of material as the magical bridge that sometimes connected the Isle to the mainland, it wasn't nearly as wide. Even if they'd had one, no one could drive a car over this. However, it was still wide enough for three people to comfortably walk abreast and the weight of it once the opposite end reached solid ground served to help steady the boat, making it quite serviceable as an extra-long gangplank.

The people preparing to leave the boat were well dressed well fed, but tired looking people. They probably looked a little worse for the storms out at sea tossing their hair and soaking their clothes. But even with that... their clothes were clothes. Not scraps. Not stitched together leathers. Okay, so the Queen was in stitched together leathers, but clearly that was aesthetic choice rather than desperation. They were carrying cloth bags, boxes, and in two cases, flower pots in leather slings.

Everything about what little of the boat could seen from the Isle spoke to quality, to luxury. It was clearly well made, well kept, and expensive. It was also very... pastel.

"Be careful on the bridge," Mal said to the people behind her, as she led them across, spell book at the ready. "On this side there are crocs, gators, and sharks." Then raising her voice to be heard by those on the beach. "IF ANYONE TRIES TO RUSH THIS OPENING TO ESCAPE YOU WILL REGRET IT!" Her eyes flashed green with the threat.

But perhaps it was Professor Yen Sid, perhaps it was his small but firm nod that made clear that she could back up that threat.

Where Two Worlds Come To Meet - Both Missrecalled and Misery-called

With boat and beach thus connected, those on the boat began to disembark, most of them carrying some bit of cargo. Stitched leather bags, sturdy cardboard boxes - both of which seemed full of supplies, and two people carried flower pots in leather stitched slings.

Sylvando - the man in the jester costume - who stayed on the boat guarded the top of the gangplank until the last of the people and supplies were moved across. Once the last of everything was on the shore, the king slid his hand into his pocket and the barrier closed, the bridge vanishing as it did.

For those with magic, it felt weaker here, and as the barrier closed rapidly, the sensation increased until it closed and all the magic was gone. The beeping box stopped making sound, its light fading.

For those with fire associated magic the lack would hit extra hard, though with everyone reeling, that might not be obvious.

Mal tucked her spellbook down the front of her jacket. Her eyes scanned everything and everyone, and she didn't seem to miss anything. She looked almost natural here despite being clean and clearly not starving. The king beside her tried to give everyone a warm smile, which almost immediately made him seem out of place.

"Alright," Mal said. "Here is what is going to happen. We are here to drop off supplies. Some of you may be coming back to Auradon with us. We will be talking to the professors, and to some of you. If you agree to come to Auradon, and if you are accepted, you have to be willing and able to follow the rules of Auradon. We want to help those of you who were never meant to be here, but we can't put the people we promised to protect in Auradon in danger either. Don't like that? I'm the one to step to," she said, pushing some wet hair back off her shoulder. "For those that are staying... this isn't the only time we will be coming and not now doesn't mean never. Until then however..."

"We found supplies," Ben said. "And what we have that we can share, we are sharing. We brought food, potato plants, bottled water and juices, and some other supplies. Everything we brought can be eaten as is or cooked over a simple fire."

Mal nodded. "And for those of you who are dark hearts, who are true evil as... Well let's just say that the deal offered to the adults before this all started stands, and extends to all of you who it applies to. Even if you have been evil in your past, even if you are evil now, but are willing to change to live in Auradon, we will consider you. You will have to earn your place in Auradon. Earn your chance to come over. It won't be easy, but one thing I've learned? Good isn't. Easy. But if you can prove yourself good, even here, we will consider that and you may be welcomed in the future under probation."

Ben took over, then. "However, just because you are here does not mean you are evil," he said. He put a hand on Mal's damp but now hair free shoulder. "If you think you should be in Auradon, not here, come and talk to us. Tell us your story."

"We're planning to stick around about an hour," Mal added, her hand over Ben's her fingerless gloves a dark purple leather with a livid green dragon on the back of each. "That should give enough time to talk to everyone. And for you to ask any questions about the supplies that you may have. And one more thing, yes I see you lurking there in the shadows, Shadow man. And you as well," she said, her eyes flicking to the other side of the rusted bait shop from where the Headmaster was watching them all. "Alright. One hour, people. Let's get this going."

"And... we are truly sorry, for those of you not of this world who are trapped here. We promise, we are trying to work on how to get everyone home."

"Yes, yes, happily ever after's all around. That one hour? Starts now," Mal said. Then she rolled her shoulders back and turned to talk to Professor Yen Sid.

(OOC: Please see this post ASAP to let the mods know your plans so we can write the finale! Thank you all so much!))

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"You would be greatly surprised, child," he said to the younger girl. "Though if the gods are kind, you will likely never find out." There were reasons that drove people to fight, to hurt, and to kill that no child should know.

Though he suspected the elder one did. He nodded to her. "As you say. I suspect that words would do little to sway her in any case. Allow your deeds to speak for you then, and take care that they speak truly of your change of heart."

Well he wasn't expecting to be given a magicked bowl of fruit, but it was hardly an unwelcome gift. He took one from the bowl and took an experimental bite; he found it pleasantly mild and not overly sweet, though not quite like any fruit he'd ever had before. Rather it was more like several types of berries he was familiar with had been mingled together in a new and harmonious whole. He also noted that the fruit had no seeds, but as it had been produced by magic, that was perhaps not as strange as it might normally be.

"Thank you," he said. "I must admit to being unfamiliar with this type of fruit, but it's rather pleasant."

"It is the ents' own," he said, clearly pleased that Foulques was enjoying them. "One of their two, and that which they grew in abundance, most of the year round."

A little pause as what he'd just said sank in, and he glanced back at the more obvious tree, which was hanging back out of the way, off to the side. "I hadn't been able to ask it to grow any, while we've been here, yet..."

"Yeah, I'll own up to having still not followed all of that," Mal said. "But the core part of bigotry came through. Given I'm half Dark fairy Dragon" she said it in such a way to make it un clear if she was half dark fairy and half dragon or half dark-fairy-dragon. Neither was quite true, but she had a life time of not talking about her dad under her belt, and that wasn't about to stop now. "And Ben here is human, with maybe a little beast mixed in," she teased, "we're hardly going to look down on anyone else because of the species they were born to. But that's not always been the case with most people on this world."

"We've been working to change that," Ben said, firmly, but kindly. "No one should have to suffer for how they were born, or who their parents were. I think that all people should have a chance to chose who they are, and stand for that. And we're trying to make that a reality."

"Without bing too reckless," Mal asked. "Some people, for better or worse do take after their parents," she said, wrinkling her nose. "For example, if she shows up here, be carefully of Mad Maddy."

Look, they had to forgive Uma for laughing while Mal nearly drowned when they were kids, but she did not have to forgive Maddy's far more recent betrayal.

Why did all her exfriends try to drown her? Ugh, maybe the others were right and she should learn to swim...

She chuckled. "Whenever things get weird, he usually proves to be behind it, if not out in front. Well," she winked, "him... or me."

"Deeds," Utau snorted. "Like I can prove myself trapped here?"

"Like you could at all," Nadeshiko snapped.

"Yeah let's go find him," Lea said. "Wouldn't want him to miss the boat, figuratively or literally."

"Figuratively...?" She asked, head tilting in confusion.

"Yeah," Lea said. "'Missing the boat' is an expression that means missing out on an opportunity for something or being too late to do something you might have wanted to to do. It just so happens that this time missing the boat would mean... missing a literal boat."

"Oh...." She said, looking around. Then she saw who he was talking to and she shrunk back a bit. Emporio was talking to one of the teachers over in the shadows. Did... did they have to go over there?

It didn't take too long for Lea to spot Emporio either, talking to a tall, thin man with dark skin. Judging by his outfit and the fact that Lea thought he'd seen his picture in a history book in the library, he figured this guy had to be one of the local villains. Great.

Anyway, he didn't feel the need to barge in on the conversation currently. "Looks like he's busy talking to someone," he said. "We'll wait a bit; no sense randomly butting in if we don't need to."

She nodded. "Okay..." the relief was there in her voice, not that she understood it. "What... what's going to happen?" she asked, softly.

"To you and Emporio?", Lea said. "You're going to be coming back to Auradon with us." OK, so that may have still technically been undecided, but he saw literally no reason why Ben and Mal would refuse to bring either of them along. "To everyone else, they'll either be coming back with us too or staying here. But now that we can get here we'll be able to come back again every so often to bring supplies and just keep in contact."

"But... do we have to talk to them," she glanced at Mal and Ben and Yen Sid, "to be assigned to go there? What if they say no?"

"I already told Mal and Ben that I'm not leaving without you," he said. "And since Emporio's your friend, that includes him now too. And besides, I don't see any reason why they'd refuse either of you to begin with. They're both good people- even if Mal likes to pretend otherwise sometimes-, and they'll treat everyone fairly."

"But... I'm..." she stopped, it always seemed to make him angry when he finished sentences like that. She pulled on her hood, unsure and afraid.

Yeah Lea knew how she'd planned to end that sentence. "You're one of my best friends," he said. "That's what you are. And always will be. Got it memorized?"

Then, after a brief pause, he added. "I think sometimes you get so worried about all the other things you may or may not be that you forget that part. Or at least, you forget that it's always gonna matter more to me than any of the other other things."

"To you and to me and to Roxas," she agreed, nodding. "I don't forget that... but they're not you me or Roxas..." she said softly.

"But Ben and Mal are my friends too," he said. "So if someone or something is important to me, that matters more to them than it would otherwise. Just like Emporio coming with us matter more to me since he's your friend. It'd still matter either way, since I don't think any kid should be stuck in a place like this, but because you and he are friends, there's an extra dose of important there. Understand?"

"How far does that go?" she asked, thinking about that.

"It kinda depends on the people involved," Lea said. "But it can go pretty far. Though more than like two or three people out the nearest person usually has to talk to the next person on in the chain, then they have to talk to the next person, and so on. Like say for example, if Emporio had another person he was friends with that I didn't know, he'd probably talk to you, then ask you to talk to me, so I could talk to Ben and Mal about having them come along."

"Oh.... like.." Oh right, maybe Axel hadn't seen it yet? "He has a thing that looks like a weird Dusk, but he says it is a heart." She was still confused by that. "Would it be able to come too?"

"He has a what now?", Lea said. Then, after a beat, "It's not the tree guy, is it? Because I think he's his own separate person."

She shook her head. "When we were in that other place and I found your room and Smoke... Emporio had what looked like a dusk following him around, but he said it wasn't trying to hurt him. He cried, though, and when we got back here it was gone..."

"That 'other place' is Auradon," Lea said. "And as long as it wasn't hurting anything, I don't see why it'd be a problem." Though now I kinda wanted to see the thing.

"Thanks for feeding Smoke for me while our places got switched, by the way. I'm sure he appreciated it and so did I."

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