At first, the absence of her magic had sent Regina into a panic. Then a rage. Then tears until Dyson's chest was soggy.
Then messages had started showing up--people losing their powers, gaining others--and Regina calmed herself. It was the inn, scrambling things again. It was then that she realized her addictions had left with her magic. Her day went from shit to glory in seconds.
Until she realized someone else probably had her magic. That...could be a problem. So she went looking.
It was midafternoon when she saw a fireball in a hand that didn't throw them, frowned softly, then strode over to Emma. "It's tied to your emotions," she offered, making to show her before realizing she couldn't. A wry smile quirked at the corner of her mouth. "I can teach you enough to keep it safe, if you'll give me half an hour."
Emma & Regina
Then messages had started showing up--people losing their powers, gaining others--and Regina calmed herself. It was the inn, scrambling things again. It was then that she realized her addictions had left with her magic. Her day went from shit to glory in seconds.
Until she realized someone else probably had her magic. That...could be a problem. So she went looking.
It was midafternoon when she saw a fireball in a hand that didn't throw them, frowned softly, then strode over to Emma. "It's tied to your emotions," she offered, making to show her before realizing she couldn't. A wry smile quirked at the corner of her mouth. "I can teach you enough to keep it safe, if you'll give me half an hour."