From a Mainland Penthouse Suite to Emma's Flat, Bed-Stuy, Brooklyn. 6:00PM Sunday, Fandom-Time.

[icecoldfrost]

In the end, it proved far too easy to lose track of time. Six in the evening found Emma up against the wall, her wrists pinned above her head by one of Jack's hands (and his new six inches totally dirty), and otherwise preoccupied when there was a flash of light and the world tilted sideways for a moment.

The next thing Emma knew, she was on the floor of her apartment in Bed-Stuy, the rumpled shirt she'd been wearing when she'd gone to sleep on Friday night in a heap next to her.

"OH COME ON!"

[OOC: NFB, Open for calls or texts, sure.]

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[bitten_notshy]

"We get two bedrooms," Jack said firmly. "If we fight too much, we go into them and close the door."

Wisdom might still be a ways away, but he wasn't nearly starry-eyed enough to think they'd never fight.

"And that almost sounds like you'd want to come back to the island," he said cautiously. "I wouldn't have asked for that, but if you want to --"

[icecoldfrost]

"Not necessarily the island, but there is a multiverse of options out there. Maybe we go to Alenko's space stations... although that might make our jobs more difficult."

"Besides, I can't expect you to live in my New York full-time and practice supernatural law from another world," Emma said briskly. "But we don't have to decided today, or even tomorrow. You're just starting school and I'm just starting out."

[bitten_notshy]

"I like the multiverses where we stay on Earth best," Jack laughed. "And getting set up will be easier if we stay in England or the U.S. Beyond that ... you're right, we have time. I've a little over two more years of school, and I don't relish the thought of transferring."