[ Good morning, Exsilium, did you miss the regal? Regina is wearing a blouse of purple silk and a black pencil skirt. Where does she gets her clothes is a mystery, it almost seems like magic, does it not? ]

Well my time here has certainly proved to be exiting so far.

[ the words are almost physically dipped in sarcasm but what can you do. ]

To the newly arrivals I can only wish a quick adjustment to this --- colorful city of ours. To the ones who have been here for quite some time, I would ask two questions. The first, where do crops grow, if at all? Are there any lands here fitting for such? I know that the weather is hardly favorable yet the question remains.

[ she can grow apples either way since magic but the attention would be unwelcome. ]

the second, are there any official records of the history of the city and the war? for those of us who wish for some extensive reading?

[So it seems that this one has finally taken the initiative to actually use the network for his own purposes, aside from actually listening to others speak of their problems and their questions.

Mainly, because he has one of his own.]

It would seem many of us from a very different time find ourselves here in the city. Almost two thousand years, for some, or perhaps a little less. For those of us blessed with such a time difference, what is it that you remember? How was it in your time, before all of this, before all of these devices and these machines?

[He just wants to keep tabs on everyone from around his time alright?]

[ The woman is wearing a dark black dress reaching just to her knees and a black jacket. As she walks across the room the echo of her heels is steady and confident. The room is quite like any other in the housing building only somewhat more fancy, the mattress of the bed seems thicker, the blankets softer. But the view changes quickly as she moves to seat.

Regina Mills is every bit of her Madam Mayor title, every bit of Her Majesty is also laced in the way that she carries herself. Confident to the point of haughty as she walks, regal as she sits, folds one leg over another.

It is then and then alone that she smiles.

Her lips, some will notice, are very red and her hair is dark and her skin is fair; fairest of them all, the tale said she wanted to be and she'd laugh at the foolishness if she had time.

But time is exactly what she doesn't have. ]

Exsilium, I hope this finds you well.

It grieved me to hear of the plague that has spread through the city; it grieved me even more to hear of the connection of the United Earth to this -- terrible ploy. My best wishes are sent to you all alongside wishes for a swift recovery.

I would formally introduce myself to you; I am Regina Mills, Mayor of Storybrooke, Maine; I don't trust you have heard of it, it is really quite small.

I do not plan to raise questions as to when or how we will be released from this...service we have been called upon. It is not of my nature to ask pointless questions or to waste time for time is precious, especially here.

I will ask you this and this alone, if there is anything known to us on the devices used to bring us here. We have all been brought in the same manner, I trust and I wish to know if anything has been found on this branch of technology. I assume it is merely that, technology although -

[ and at that part, her smile turns nearly embarrassed, a perfect facade of humility and amusement. ]

I would believe you if you'd told me we arrive and leave and move between worlds on our missions in magical manners. Such means are not quite possible in small towns in Maine.

[ she chuckles and it is charming. A moment later and she grows more solemn. ]

And one more thing I have to ask of you. I am in search of a child, my son whose name is Henry. He is ten, would be dressed warmly if he came here from our world with his clothes. If you have seen a boy of eleven who answers to the name, I want to hear of it. It is my hope that my son had not came here with me, this island does not seem to be fitting for children but I must ask to make certain.

--- It is unnecessary, I hope, to warn the people of this island from hurting him if he is here.

[ but the threat is already there, the violence laced behind dark eyes and then the moment passes and she smiles again. ]

I thank you for you time.