Time passes much more quickly in Rohandor and many long and happy years have gone by since the characters retired to enjoy their respective 'happily ever afters,' their greatest foes were imprisoned in the Forever Stone, bound in an eternal sleep. Until Now.
Happily Ever Afters takes place in Rohandor, a mystical realm on another plane of existence from our own. Here our favorite Disney heroes and villains live in a world all their own; Alive, but far from well. Heroes and heroines fight to keep peace while newly freed villains seek their revenge. Come join us in an epic adventure as the characters you love clash in a struggle that will determine the fate of Rohandor!
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Leaving Agrabah, even for an afternoon, was almost beyond her. Since the failure of the Forever Stone, Princess Jasmine had been even more bound to her and her father's kingdom than before. From morning until night, it seemed, her attention was needed; her opinion required; her concentration necessary. Issue after problem after crisis arose and rarely had Jasmine actually been given the time to work toward a solution to one of these before the next would be brought to the forefront. Things weren't deteriorating into anarchy in Agrabah, really, but from a royal standpoint it was pure bedlam. Jasmine just hoped that her, her father and Aladdin's efforts were making the citizens of their communal protectorate carry on with some modicum of peace.
Let them continue their lives as best they could while the sinister goings on in the underbelly of Agrabah were sorted by the Sultan, the princess and the hero.
One unfortunate inevitability, given Agrabah's present state, was a lack of awareness past the realm's borders. There were informants, missives and messages delivered regularly, yes. Jasmine even personally answered a fair few of them, but she could never dedicate herself wholly to these; her mind was ever bent upon or distracted by her own people. The awareness that she was becoming estranged from the rest of Rohandor had been growing greatly in the past several days. Jasmine's conscience couldn't suffer it for long, even if she had to choose her own absence from Agrabah for an afternoon over a continuance of her disunity from the Council.
Stardust and kaleidoscopes of spectral color swirled around the princess at present. Carpet had been petitioned for her afternoon companion, particularly for his enchanted speed and his ability to traverse the mystic gaps between Isles as easily as the realm's magicked ferries. The speed of Jasmine's progress sent her hair to rippling in her wake. She tried, during this time between destinations, to enforce upon her a moment of peace. Jasmine knew it was an effort doomed from the start, but tried to manage it regardless. When the heavenly backdrop of shooting stars broke apart before Jasmine, she caught a glimpse of a kingdom that, just for an instant, looked to be suffused and shaded with the soft pinks and subtle oranges of dawn's break.
After that first moment, Jasmine's eyes seemed to shift, and she was looking at the same scene, only now the sun was directly above. They had made good time.
Carpet swept over picturesque hills and forests that were the complete and fertile opposite of the desolate desert that held Agrabah in its lap. Dominating the horizon was a column of high-walled battlements and towers. Jasmine pressed her lips firmly together and, with a great struggle, forced the guilt of leaving her kingdom from mind. It wouldn't do to be so distracted by it that her visit amounted to nothing. Carpet descended steeply from his communion with the clouds and slowed as he passed a terrace. Jasmine obligingly leaped from her place, her slippers touching polished marble nimbly. Carpet shot off, waving a tassel at Jasmine. He loved to scout foreign kingdoms if he could, and Jasmine did not expect her visit to be short enough to discourage his curiosity.
Jasmine had expected a contingent of guards to be waiting for her, and then a message sent by their power to fetch - or, conversely, guide Jasmine to - the subject of her visit. Instead, the Princess of Agrabah looked up to see a woman of startling, thoughtful beauty emerge from the castle and onto the terrace. "Aurora," Jasmine sighed. She smiled, and her eyes looked lightened in a way that only happens when someone is reunited with a friend good enough that their mere presence may put inhibitions to rest.
Aurora's mornings, afternoons, and evenings were filled with so many tasks, she could hardly find time to eat anymore. Though there was no sign that any of the former Forever Stone occupants had mounted any sort of assault or retaliation as a result of their imprisonment, there were other problems for her to deal with- Not that she wasn't almost sick with anticipation waiting for something to happen. Those were not beings to be lightly trifled with.
While she waited for that shoe to drop, she tried to focus on the day to day problems that has come up. Reports were rolling in from all parts of the realm. People were panicking in some areas to the point where they were actually looting. There were other reports coming in of people seeming to lose their mind and starting to become violent. It was so strange.
It wasn't as if there were any sort of precedent for this. They'd lived in peace for so long that people just didn't seem to know how to behave in a crisis. It frustrated Aurora that her people weren't trying to keep it together better but she couldn't completely blame them. Their "leaders" had been slow to action and more than that it was difficult to get the word out to the people. Aurora was doing her best though and she, Snow, and Cindy were working hard but they couldn't be everywhere at once.
Aurora felt a tingle shoot through her body as something passed through the magical barrier surrounding her palace. She was quickly able to assess that it was no threat. It had a friendly and familiar energy to it. She could feel the shadow of the person moving across the land and she hurried outside to greet whoever it was. She would have welcomed any sort of distraction in that moment.
"Jasmine!" she responded to the other woman. Maybe others might feel odd that she hadn't addressed her more formally but Aurora didn't care. She was someone she considered a friend. Not to mention it still felt weird being called 'Aurora' even though she'd been using her birth name a long time now. She moved forward to close some of the space between them, "What brings you here?" She asked scrutinizing her companion's face for clues.
OOC: I couldn't remember if Jasmine's visit was announced or not so if you want me to rewrite just let me know!
Jasmine was confused for a moment as to why Aurora was expressing surprise - happy surprise, but even so - at her appearance. The Princess of Agrabah had been in the midst of so much activity, never-ceasing since the Forever Stone failed that it took her a moment to remember; she had decided to forego an actual message sent to the Golden Kingdom. Her decision to go there had been fairly spontaneous, even if the build up to making it had been of marked length. Any message that Jasmine may have sent after she decided she was going wouldn't have arrived in Aurora's hand until after the fact.
Aurora, at least, didn't seem offended by the other princess' impromptu manifestation. She even appeared a little relieved, past the wide-eyed surprise. That was good. Jasmine would have hated to add to Aurora's troubles. Hopefully the other royal had not been doing something that Jasmine interrupted. All evidence was pointing that way, fortunately. Jasmine offered an apologetic look when she fully remembered that her coming wasn't looked for. Aurora had paused at a comfortable distance before her, and Jasmine took the other woman's hands in hers with a sheepish smirk.
"Nothing so casual as I would like," she confessed with a sigh in answer to the question. Jasmine understood that the relative vagueness of her statement could give rise to alarm, and so expediently moved on to ensure that it wasn't given the chance. "I realized that I haven't really been keeping up with what's going on outside of Agrabah." Jasmine's lips pressed together, betraying her guilt and self-scorn at the admission. "Visiting in person seemed like the quickest way to fix that."
Jasmine's eyes focused on Aurora's again. She squeezed the other princess' hands and then released them gently with a smile. Jasmine's brow creased in fretfulness. "I hope I haven't come at a bad time."
“You’re always welcome here,” Aurora smiled at her. No one could really blame Aurora for hoping that Jasmine might have been dropping by for a casual visit but she shouldn’t have been surprised that various rulers of surrounding kingdoms might be coming to her with problems greater than they could handle. There probably wouldn’t be many leisurely visits with their current situation from anyone. It was certainly good to see a familiar face from one of the further kingdoms, but in some ways it drove home how distanced from the rest of her land she had become. “But it’s doubtful there will be a ‘good time’ in the near future.” She added thoughtfully.
She gestured to one of the chairs that decorated the garden and motioned for her visitor to sit while she did the same. In many ways Aurora felt exhausted and fatigued but even though she felt the weight of over a dozen kingdoms weighing down on her, it was still good to sit like this in the warm sunlight of the day. She could pretend like there wasn’t anything wrong.
Aurora sighed but did her best to keep her expression from showing exactly how frustrated she felt. “Things outside of Agrabah are... quieter than I would expect them to be.” Certainly there were problems. Things that they hadn’t dealt with in longer than she had been a ruler, but considering the power that had been unleashed, she had expected more of a backlash much more quickly.
Hearing that Aurora wasn't upset about her sudden appearance made Jasmine sigh audibly in relief. She felt that she was close enough to Aurora that her company would be enjoyable, at the least. The last thing Jasmine wanted to do was create more problems for Aurora, Snow or Cinderella. They had more on their collective plates than the other nobles throughout Rohandor, for obvious reasons. Jasmine could see herself - her exhaustion, her determination and the taxing on her spirit all from ruling Agrabah - reflected in Aurora. That perceived echo somehow made the weight on Jasmine's heart lessen.
"I suppose not," Jasmine said sadly when Aurora brought up the dark times that lay ahead. Their movement to the seats in the garden was smooth. Jasmine was never used to the risen four-legged chairs that were average outside of Agrabah. The closest she came was when she used pillows large enough that her legs were in the same, bent position. Nevertheless Jasmine perched on the offered furnishing comfortably enough. Aurora did the same, with much more grace, in Jasmine's opinion and they looked at each other tiredly.
Aurora did a good job of concealing her fatigue. If Jasmine didn't do the same exact thing with her features carefully every day, didn't see that same expression looking at her in the mirror since the Stone's failure, she may not have noticed. Jasmine's brow furrowed at Aurora's words in question and controlled distress. "That's... Worrying." There was a tense hush over Rohandor as everyone waited for those that had been unleashed from the Forever Stone to act. So far, nothing. Jasmine had been so busy with Agrabah of late she almost forgot about the larger picture.
She looked out over the garden and spoke, almost to herself. "The suspense is almost worse than if something were happening..."
Aurora nodded, her gaze drifting off thoughtfully. "I've tried to think what they could possibly be planning because there isn't any way the... the Maleficent I know would let something like what was done to them simply slide." There was of course the small matter that there wasn't really a 'Maleficent' she knew. She'd only been a baby when the killing curse has been placed on her and then sixteen when the evil fairy had come for her. She only had vague recollections at best of that night before she'd awoken to see Philip's face shining down at her. Just shapes really, and colors. Dark and hard grays and bright swirling colors. Like green fire. It had still haunted her dreams sometimes though she'd never told anyone.
She shifted her gaze casually back toward her guest, "Whether or not she acts, there are any number of other beings that were freed." She felt like her words were stuck in some sort of loop the way she kept recounting the threats that faced them. Without an active thought toward doing so, Aurora stood and started to pace. "I want to do something. Get out there and start trying to help our people. Maybe even start preparing them for the things that might come. Of course, I've never been any sort of warrior. I don't think there is much I could do in that regard."
Aurora stopped abruptly for a moment not even acknowledging that she'd risen. She clasped the back of the chair she'd been sitting on and looked at Jasmine with a sheepish almost beseeching expression, "I am a terrible hostess." It was odd that Aurora still to this day had trouble remembering basic niceties regarding guests but then, when you were raised in the middle of nowhere she supposed some behaviors would just be with you for all time. "You've traveled so far. Shall I send for food or drink?"
Aurora's words about the menace from her own past brought a crease to Jasmine's forehead. She bit her lip and looked into an unseen distance, thinking of Jafar. His status as a genie meant that he was not included in those bound by the Forever Stone. The circumstances of Jafar's plight were different than the Maleficent that Aurora spoke of, but Jasmine knew that if he ever had the slightest chance of exacting terrible vengeance on all of Agrabah for what had been done to him, he would stop at nothing to do so. Maleficent, from what Jasmine knew, was vastly more powerful than Jafar's alchemy and dark sorcery had made him, and bone-chillingly more clever.
Yes, Jasmine knew that things were happening in the dark hollows of Rohandor, out of sight of the champions who safeguarded the realm. Eventually those secret movements would come to light, and she just hoped that all of the heroes of Rohandor were ready to face it when it did. Aurora's thoughts pulled Jasmine from her dark contemplating. Her eyes hardened and her chin set stubbornly when the other princess recounted the dangerous situation that they were in. When Aurora stood and began to pace, Jasmine watched her and listened attentively and with a kindred spirit.
The blonde stopped from her pacing as if coming out of a line of personal thought. She looked to Jasmine timidly and the Princess of Agrabah smiled, then laughed gently. "Actually, it's kind of refreshing to be treated like a normal person for once. Having to dance around procedure and etiquette makes me dizzy back in Agrabah." Jasmine's smile turned a little coy in turn. "Though, I wouldn't mind some water." She let her soft request be met with action and sat there until it came time to wait for the beverage to manifest.
"I understand your struggle, Aurora," she said quietly, almost in an embarrassed way. "I haven't been so good at staying put myself, back home. I just had to be doing something with my hands beyond signing missives and ordering guards." Jasmine crossed her arms, trying not to feel too guilty at admitting to this rebelliousness. Father, carpet, Abu, not even Aladdin knew that she had been slipping into the night several times a week. Only Rajah was aware and he was deeply disapproving every time she coaxed him into helping her out of the garden.
"Helping in a kitchen for the homeless may not sound like much, but it makes me feel more grounded than I do stuck behind the palace walls." Jasmine looked up to Aurora and smiled apologetically. She doubted that saying so would help Aurora feel less restless, but maybe knowing that she wasn't the only princess who struggled with that line of thought would do some good?
Aurora grinned genuinely for the first time in a while. "I understand. Even after all these years I still find it a little vexing when people try to do things for me. I am perfectly capable of doing all kinds of things on my own." She was kinda joking but also not really. That first night in the castle where Philip was revealed to be her betrothed and she met her parents, she vividly remembered being taken back to her room and at least two servants trying to help her change out of her dress. Though everyone had said how quickly she'd taken to her royal role, all she could remember was the extreme culture shock she felt.
She turned to walk toward the entrance back into the palace but somehow one of the servants appeared already bearing a tray with a full pitcher and two full glasses of water. After the young man retreated back into the palace Aurora sat back down and joined her friend in a sip from the second glass. "I don't know how they do it. It's like they have a magic of their own the way they anticipate everyone's needs. I feel so bad whenever any of the servants waits on anyone or go about cleaning the palace but I honestly have no idea how the palace would manage itself without them. I know I'm rather hopeless."
Jasmine was grateful when her admissions were met with warm words and a warmer smile. Part of her had worried that Aurora may be, oh, she didn't know, scandalized? Upon hearing that Jasmine was slipping out into the crime-filled Arabian nights back home. Or, contrarily, would take inspiration from it and do something probably inadvisable. Jasmine didn't want to be a bad influence on other princesses, but then again Aurora was more than able to make her own decisions and Jasmine - who made it clear to all who knew her that she would do what she wanted - wouldn't dare dream interfering.
The dark-haired princess accepted the glass of water with a murmured thanks and brought it to her lips once Aurora had been seated again and did the same. The Princess of the Golden Kingdom spoke, exasperated the softest bit, about the uncanny abilities of the servants and staff of her castle. Jasmine smirked behind her glass and lowered it. "I remember when I was a girl I'd try to catch the cleaning staff polishing the floors - I thought that spirits or warlocks did it." She laughed. "I was more amazed at watching the staff than I ever would have been, watching warlocks."
Jasmine knew the story of Aurora's kingdom. She wasn't a buff on all lore throughout Rohandor, but learning the Council of Three's histories she managed early on after Agrabah's manifestation in the realm. There were a great many differences between her and Aurora's background, but also a noteworthy number of similarities. Aurora was raised by three good fairies. Jasmine, whose mother passed when she was very young, was more or less raised by her late mother's ladies-in-waiting. Even if Jasmine grew up all her life in a palace, and wasn't as unused to its atmosphere as Aurora, both princesses chafed beneath the gilded roofs.
Seeing the strange appearance of a servant laden with water just before Aurora was going to organize just that be brought made Jasmine think gently. The servants at the palace in Agrabah were invaluable, but they didn't possess the prophetic properties that Aurora's seemed to have. After Jafar's banishment - Jafar, who had handled most of the management of the kingdom - Jasmine had taken over a great many responsibilities for her lands. One of those being the overseeing of the palace staff. It would have been nice if they knew what she wanted before she had to instruct them with painstaking detail.
Aurora returned Jasmine's smile though it took on a bittersweet tinge. "Things were certainly much simpler back then." She knew her three fairy aunts and her parents had only wanted to do what they thought was best for her in order to keep her safe and protected from Maleficent's curse but in many ways they had done her a great disservice. Growing up in the beauty of the woods and as carefree as she had left her very unprepared for the life that waited for her back at court. Even now she still sometimes felt like a pretender to her own throne.
Pulling herself back from her musings she looked at her guest, her gaze turning thoughtful. "Tell me what's going on in Agrabah." She urged Jasmine. "Maybe there is something I can do to help you." Aurora had heard some reports but everything always seemed so filtered. Accounts from all over her kingdom tended to sound more and more similar every time she read them. Small disturbances here and there. The incidents were supposedly being resolved but all she could do was assume that this was true.
Philip was out there helping as best he could and though she was doing her best to coordinate from inside her palace she was starting to come to the conclusion that this wasn't the answer. Perhaps she should take a leaf from Jasmine and Ariel and the other headstrong women she'd come to know that had grown up royalty. She needed to be a leader. Serve as a beacon of hope that the people could look to in this time of uncertainty. Or maybe she was just over thinking everything again.
Aurora's next words spread Jasmine's amber eyes wide and opened her mouth just slightly. That she was so plainly wilting beneath the pressures of Rohandor and the oppressive atmosphere she felt in her castle, and yet Aurora was insisting on hearing Jasmine's woes for the explicit reason of being there fore her, and seeing if she could help in some way surprised the brunette. "Oh, Aurora, you've got so much on your plate as it is," she spoke quickly.
"The last thing that I wanted this visit to do was add to your, Snow White or Cinderella's troubles." Jasmine dithered on the spot for a moment, but realized that maybe giving Aurora something to fix her attention on that was actually concrete and could potentially be solved would be cathartic, or helpful. She must have been tiring of the mysteries that enshrouded not only the failure of the Forever Stone, but the movements of those that had been freed by that failure. So too, perhaps turning her attention on another kingdom would help alleviate the tension she felt in her own.
Jasmine took a deep breath and exhaled through her nose. She gripped her glass a little tighter and set it aside after hesitating a second longer. "Oh, all right." Jasmine rubbed the back of her neck with a hand and tried to determine where it was best, and least convoluted to start. "Nothing really monumental has happened in Agrabah. Except, since news of the Sleep of Ages being lifted got out, crime's sky-rocketed. Considering Agrabah's crime was already one of its most well-known traits, things have been... Difficult."
The princess frowned lopsidedly. "I mean, the palace was even hit by burglars last night. My tiger, Rajah drove them off but not before they got their hands on a few of father's favorite things." Jasmine was just grateful they hadn't looked for - or probably would even have an interest in - the Sultan's collection of miniature figurines. If those were missing, her father would have been unable to function because of grief.
Aurora smiled kindly. It was really sweet that Jasmine was trying not to put any further troubles on her shoulders but what was Aurora's purpose here if not to help all of her people, especially those who had entire kingdoms of people looking to them. She listened quietly and intently as the other woman began to speak and tell her more specifically what was troubling both herself and Agrabah. She couldn't hide the lines that creased her forehead with concern and frustration on her companion's behalf. It was difficult to believe that after living for so many centuries in peace that the people of Rohandor would so quickly resort to petty robberies out of fear. Maybe there were just enough crooks now to make this kind of a difference. Or maybe still the idea that there were bigger threats out there made them brave.
It didn't matter. This was a simpler problem than many she was receiving though certainly no less relevant or urgent to resolve. "I've been putting out word to any able bodied fighters or soldiers to come here to the castle. Many aren't fighters and others are so out of practice they wouldn't be that much more useful. Aside from my own guard we don't have much of an army mostly because we haven't needed one. We have gotten quite a number of responses. I'll make sure to send some to help you in Agrabah. I'm sure your guards are more than capable but if they're stretched thin perhaps some additional security could help?" She offered feeling like it wasn't nearly enough.
Then, a small smile quirked at the corner of Aurora's mouth. "If you're looking to recover the stolen objects, might I suggest you visit 221 1/2 Baker Street? Perhaps you've heard of the great mouse detective known as Basil? If there is anyone across the whole of Rohandor that can discover who took your missing items, and where they've gotten to, it's Basil."
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Tony Dracon: Responded to your PM, Kat/Ratigan, incidentally.
Jun 27, 2018 20:25:02 GMT -5
David Xanatos: Kat's back. Hope the vacation was fun.
Jul 21, 2018 21:00:05 GMT -5
Professor Ratigan: 'Twas a good trip! I'm sad it's over, but at the same time I'm glad to be back home so I can finish up my cosplays for a con next month and hang out with my cats
Jul 26, 2018 12:34:56 GMT -5
Basil of Baker Street: Hope the cosplay goes well. I'm putting away a little extra for a con in a few weeks. and yay cats, they're always good company. Except for that one who slaps me unprovoked XD. So what cosplays do you have in mind unless they're secret?
Jul 26, 2018 17:07:41 GMT -5
Professor Ratigan: I'm cosplaying Pearl from Steven Universe and Joseph Joestar from JoJo's Bizarre Adventure!
Jul 26, 2018 23:16:41 GMT -5
Professor Ratigan: I'm almost done both of them, I just have to finish styling Pearl's wig and fix up Joseph's gloves and wristbands
Jul 26, 2018 23:17:31 GMT -5
Basil of Baker Street: Awesome. Had to look up Jojo because I'm not hip with the modern pop culture but I hope they turn out well.
Jul 30, 2018 15:33:15 GMT -5
Professor Ratigan: I only just started watching the anime last year and I haven't even touched the manga, so I'm barely hip with it lol. fortunately I have my cosplay buddy guiding me through the whole experience
Jul 30, 2018 22:29:38 GMT -5
Professor Ratigan: also I finally finished the gloves! They were more of a pain to work with than I expected, but they'll hold together... I hope...
Jul 30, 2018 22:30:13 GMT -5
Basil of Baker Street: Niceness. Hoping they hold also. Got the Dublin comic con next Saturday here. Hoping to meet Karl Urban.
Aug 1, 2018 19:05:32 GMT -5
Professor Ratigan: Cool! I think he's coming to my city in the fall, if I remember correctly. Hope you enjoy the con, Daryl!
Aug 2, 2018 19:10:23 GMT -5
Basil of Baker Street: I spoke too soon. Karl Urban had to cancel for schedule conflicts. They got Nick Frost though, I'm gonna ask him if he'll sign my Hot Fuzz.
Aug 3, 2018 18:08:47 GMT -5
Professor Ratigan: Dang! Nick Frost is great though, I love his character in Into the Badlands
Aug 4, 2018 22:54:36 GMT -5
Basil of Baker Street: Enjoy your weekend Kat, hope the costumes came out as you wanted.
Aug 10, 2018 16:49:31 GMT -5
Basil of Baker Street: Met Nick Frost and Michael Dorn at the weekend. Both very nice blokes.
Aug 13, 2018 15:22:59 GMT -5
Dodger: Happy 2019 everyone
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