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Post by Mr Gold on Sept 8, 2012 10:02:16 GMT -8
As the young man spoke, Mr Gold walked around his desk and took a seat. So many people, always coming to him despite most of them thinking they knew better. "I'm not sure you're getting to the point, Mr Walker," he said. "Can we see Port Point without a telescope or are we veering toward Off-topic Island?"
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Post by The Jester Of Tortuga on Sept 8, 2012 22:00:59 GMT -8
"I'm not sure you're getting to the point, Mr Walker,""Can we see Port Point without a telescope or are we veering toward Off-topic Island?"
He made me feel uneasy but I had to swallow my fears and press on, "What arrange can we come to regarding her rent?"
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Post by Mr Gold on Sept 11, 2012 13:08:39 GMT -8
Mr Gold resisted the urge to facepalm. "Do you want to pay her rent? Is that it?" he asked wearily. "Does she even know you're here? Because in my experience, women don't like being rescued when they don't feel that they need to be."
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Post by The Jester Of Tortuga on Sept 14, 2012 23:22:50 GMT -8
"Do you want to pay her rent? Is that it?""Does she even know you're here? Because in my experience, women don't like being rescued when they don't feel that they need to be."
Wait, Gold has experience with women? Now that is an unpleasant thought and a thought I couldn't possibly comprehend. "Until they are both back on their feet I would like for them to be secure, yes." I looked at the devil I was making a deal with and didn't blink, I wasn't scared of him, weary of him, maybe but scared I was not. "What is it going cost me to make this happen Gold?"
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Post by Mr Gold on Sept 20, 2012 9:10:24 GMT -8
What is it going cost me to make this happen Gold?"
"Mister Gold," he corrected. "If you don't mind. After all, manners cost nothing..." Gold set his cane against the counter. "...but everything else does. And you, Mr Walker, have nothing I want. Not right now."
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Post by The Jester Of Tortuga on Sept 20, 2012 17:24:31 GMT -8
"Mister Gold,""If you don't mind. After all, manners cost nothing..."
The way he corrected my use of the name Gold made me wonder how much of it was a threat.
"...but everything else does. And you, Mr Walker, have nothing I want. Not right now."
Not right now. Why did Mr. Gold feel the need to add that anyone else would have finished after saying I had nothing they wanted. I asked myself how many angles Gold works on any given day throughout the town but found myself wondering if its better not to ask questions I didn't want to know the answer to. "Not right now. So do you want an IOU or something?" I asked as knowing I was digging a bigger hole.
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Post by Mr Gold on Oct 6, 2012 16:55:28 GMT -8
"Not right now. So do you want an IOU or something?"
Not since Cinderella had he been blessed with such an easy mark. It almost made him suspicious. "A verbal IOU then," he said, not moving except to extend his hand. "You'll pay the young lady's bills...and you'll owe me. You'll owe me for doing this, even if she reverses it. Understood?"
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Post by The Jester Of Tortuga on Oct 6, 2012 17:08:26 GMT -8
"A verbal IOU then,""You'll pay the young lady's bills...and you'll owe me. You'll owe me for doing this, even if she reverses it. Understood?"
I knew no good could come of getting in bed with Mr. Gold but what choice did I have it was for Ruby after all and that was all the reason I needed. I extended my hand and firmly shook his. "You know how to find me." I said before leaving his store and thus Faust made a deal with the devil.
*Kitt leaves Mr. Golds Pawnbroker & Antiquities store for the Main Street*
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Oct 30, 2013 14:41:58 GMT -8
***Mr. Gold enters his pawn shop***
It was early this morning. Nearly half an hour earlier than he normally opens the shop. But today in the morning he just had a weird feeling. He couldn't surely explain himself. Maybe it had something to do with Reginas's visit one day before. Her lips has been told him she was searching for a birthday gift for Henry. But her eyes were searching something else. After Mr. Gold closed the door behind, he walked past the sales Counter, straightaway into his Office room. There he opened a glass case within his mostly precious treasure... A chipped teacup. His lips were showing just a tiny smile, when his fingers touched the Cup with caution. Then he closed up the case again. Why Regina visited him at the shop and what she was searching for?, he thought about, while polishing a dark cold coloured armor. Sure it would take a while anyone enters here...
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Post by The Jester Of Tortuga on Oct 31, 2013 5:59:02 GMT -8
The bells chimed as Aiden entered Mr. Gold's store the sound they made one would often associate with hells bells with every chime reminding him of something bad he had done or had yet to do and to that end Charlie. Charlie, whatever Gold wanted with her couldn't be good, why had he wanted her out in the public eye? Also why could he just out her himself? Why did it have to be Aiden to build her up and tear her down... Charlie. Aiden walked up to the counter and reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a book placing it down on the counter opening it on a bookmarked page.
"...Gold..." Aiden called out his voice was cold and uncaring, he did not want to learn of whatever unsavory thing Mr. Gold wanted him to do today. Aiden turned his attention to the book in front of him as he waited for Gold to appear and begun to read in a tone akin to one who was speaking under their breath. "It is not true that good can only follow from good and evil only from evil, but that often the opposite is true."
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Oct 31, 2013 8:17:43 GMT -8
It hasn't long time left, when the first customer entered his shop.
"...Gold..."
No, not a customer. It was his gofer, he realized with a satisfied smile. Mr. Gold took his cane and went back into the salesroom. "Mr. Quinn.", he welcomed him leaning over his cane. Just for a second his eyes went to the book Mr. Quinn had placed on the counter, then back to its owner. With a whiff of sarcastic he asked: "What can I do for you?" Of course Mr. Quinn was the only one of them who had to ask for.
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Post by The Jester Of Tortuga on Nov 9, 2013 3:31:59 GMT -8
"What can I do for you?"
Aiden knew that Mr. Gold didn't care what he could do for them and was much more interested in what they could do for him. Aiden began to catch Gold up with his progress on the Charlie front, "After the last couple of days I have gained Charlie's confidence, just like you asked me to." The last words Aiden spat out as he felt like a dog commanded to bark. Aiden picked up his book and proceeded to put it back into the inner pocket of his coat "Unless you have something else for me to do Gold I will take my leave." Aiden was hopeful Mr. Gold didn't have any other jobs for him to do, but with Gold things were never that easy.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Nov 9, 2013 8:20:39 GMT -8
"After the last couple of days I have gained Charlie's confidence, just like you asked me to."
"Very good, Mr. Quinn.", Mr. Gold replied with a smirk on his face. He enjoyed the sound his counterpart spat out the last words. As a matter of course Mr. Gold knew how Mr. Quinn loved to do his jobs, but also that he has to do them. "So hold up her confidence of course.", he added nodding to him rarely noticeable. Mr. Gold wordless watched him picking up the book and put it back into his coat pocket.
"Unless you have something else for me to do Gold I will take my leave."
Mr. Gold reacted with a smile. "Actually there is something." He paused while he went to his desk and took something out of the bottom drawer. It was a letter with a blank envelope. "I want you to hand this letter out to the young Mr. Mills. And only to him, got me? Oh, and make sure the mayoress doesn't watch you." With a serious facial expression he gave the letter to Mr. Quinn.
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Post by The Jester Of Tortuga on Dec 6, 2013 1:54:28 GMT -8
Aiden snatched the letter from Mr. Gold, he didn't like the idea of giving a kid like Henry something from Mr. Gold, anything from Mr. Gold to well anyone could never end in a good thing. Aiden then turned and left but not before noticing the small bin on the floor collecting small trashy treasures, Aiden held the letter over the bin without a care as to whether Gold was watching or not but couldn't find the will to let the letter drop into the bin despite how much he wanted to. Begrudgingly Aiden placed the letter within his coat pocket and angrily opened the door before looking back at Mr. Gold who's stature boasted confidence and opened his mouth to speak, thinking better of it Aiden shut his mouth and left the store.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Dec 14, 2013 8:38:44 GMT -8
Mr. Gold watched Aiden wordless snatching the letter and turning away. Just for a moment his eyes squinted sceptical, when the letter was resting over the bin. Gold knew his gofer wouldn't do anything rather than let it fallen. But without a doubt he wasn't able to. He even was his dark knight... full of loyalty for his master... him, of course. How often he let him do things of no importance, just to ensure this loyality. The corner of his mouth went higher, as the letter was disappearing in Mr. Quinn's coat pocket. He knew it. Gold gave him a satisfied smile, when he looked back at him, already standing in the door. "Have a nice day, Mr. Quinn.", he disbanded him. Then the door clunk shut behind. Gold stood there watching the door for a while. Again he remembered Regina's visit the day before. Could it be that she found out about the key he duplicated? The key to her father's grave. The place she hide her stolen hearts. Without any doubt Henry won't keep it to himself. Hopefully he'll bring Emma to that place... so that this hard-bitten woman finally believes. Henry has to understand the connection of the key and the photo in his letter... the photo, which shows that place. Mr. Gold left from his thoughts and continued caring for the antique stuff around.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Feb 28, 2014 4:20:08 GMT -8
**The next morning Mr. Gold entered his shop**
Mr. Gold unlocked the door, let it slowly shut behind. His look ran over the store. Everything seemed to be on it's place. It was a procedure he did every morning. The cane accompanied his steps towards the counter... went past to enter his office room. There he went straight up to a glass case, his memento within. The most valuable object in his store full of value after all. With a serious face expression he turned away into the salesroom. While Mr. Gold was turning an object in his hands, a phial with something green in it, he remembered the meeting with Aiden one day before. He wondered if his gofer already did what he has been told.
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Post by etickner95 on Mar 11, 2014 3:23:11 GMT -8
Bianca entered Gold's shop, with a curiosity as to what was inside it. Bianca knew that he kept loads of stuff in here and never knew where any of it came from. She walked over and picked up a small item that she actually thought she recognised. It was a small green wand, she took a closer look at it, still having no idea why it felt like she knew what it was.
Bianca was in there to talk to Gold, as she regretfully wanted to make a deal with the devil. Bianca needed something for her papers and Gold was one of the only two people in this town who could help her. Bianca couldn't see him there and decided to ring the bell instead.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Mar 14, 2014 12:38:23 GMT -8
Mr. Gold seemed to walk back into the salesroom, right that moment Bianca rang the bell. With slow steps he headed to the counter, giving the woman in front of it a mildly smile. In consideration of who she was plus the fact that he knew every single object in his shop, he glanced at the green wand near the counter. It wasn't placed the same way like before. At any rate he was sure it must have catched her eye. "Kind of...", Gold let his words following a short pause, while pointing at the wand. "...magical, isn't it?" Mr. Gold leaned over his cane, as he again was giving her a mildly smile. "Well, how can I help you, my dear?", he asked. The former fairy was a really rare guest. So Gold was curious about what she could want from him.
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Post by Christian Fry / Prince Eric on Mar 14, 2014 17:01:39 GMT -8
Christian
The young man held his breath as he crossed the threshold of everyone's favorite antiquities dealer. Christian hoped he didn't have to say too much. Maybe he could just look around real quick before he was even noticed and then come back later. He just wasn't in the mood. He didn't know why but then he could probably think of a few good reasons not to come back at all if he tried hard enough. He had heard the stories about the man.
He let out a slight sigh of relief as he saw Gold was already dealing with a customer. A young woman with blonde hair and fair skin. He couldn't see her face but he didn't recognize her in any case. Christian nodded at the shop keeper so he didn't seem rude but then went about looking into the glass cases closest to the door. It was a mess... Organized for sure but with no consistency in the type of items on display. There could be anything in here he thought. Christian's eyes stopped for a moment on a picture of a ship behind the counter on the wall. He liked it but he wasn't here for himself so he forced his gaze to move on.
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Post by etickner95 on Mar 19, 2014 4:07:56 GMT -8
Bianca was examining the wand more closely "Yeah, it is" Bianca said, looking up she jumped as she spotted Gold standing there. Bianca smiled "Yes there was a reason I came by and that reason is I need a favour" Bianca was pretty sure she was writing a death wish by asking this man for a favour, but, she'd rather ask Gold then the Mayor Regina. Bianca took another look at the wand and then she looked back up at Gold.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Mar 21, 2014 12:34:35 GMT -8
Mr. Gold couldn't resist on broadening his smile, as the woman jumped up.
"Yes there was a reason I came by and that reason is I need a favour", she answered him with a smile in return.
Interesting. Deeply interesting. What kind of a favour could a journalist want from him? Just as he wanted to launch into a question, the doorbell interrupted their little conversation. Gold's eyes looked past her up to the opening door, without lifting his head. A suppressed smile was shown on his face, as he recognized the man entering his shop. Indubitably there has been a captivating past between both of them... in the true sense of the word. Gold ignored the nodding and instead turned his attention back to the woman in front of him. "And what kind of a favour are we talking about, Ms. DiMarco?", he lastly asked her, still leaned over his cane.
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Post by etickner95 on Apr 11, 2014 21:06:35 GMT -8
Bianca walked up to Gold's counter, she wasn't sure why she went to Gold, but she was desperate and as much as she hated admitting this, he was exactly what she needed. Bianca had learned alot from her experience being a reporter, and one was that sometimes you have to go to the one person you never thought you would. Bianca turned, noticing that someone else had entered the store of Mr. Gold. Bianca was slightly relieved that someone else was there, now it may be safer and there may be less risk of Gold doing anything manipulative. Bianca sighed and turned back towards Gold, Bianca was struggling to get the words out and she began resenting her option to come here to him. Bianca figured that since she was here, she couldn't exactly back out now. Bianca decided to just come right out and ask him. "Well, Gold. I came to you because I need your plotting, scheming, twisted mind and ways" Bianca said, tapping her fingers on the counter and looking at him. "I'm trying to find some information for a story, but, it involves digging deeper then I have the accessibility to on my computer at work." Mr GoldDarkSideCookie
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Apr 13, 2014 7:55:39 GMT -8
"Well, Gold. I came to you because I need your plotting, scheming, twisted mind and ways", the journalist woman said, tapping her fingers on the counter.
Mr. Gold couldn't resist to show a smile on his lips. He really was impressed by her straightforwardness. It was mostly the case that the towner of Storybrooke get out of his way or even were afraid of him. So this was an amusing change.
"I'm trying to find some information for a story, but, it involves digging deeper then I have the accessibility to on my computer at work."
Mr. Gold raised up his eyebrow and leaned just a little more over his cane. He still ignored the customer in the background, even so he lowered his voice. "I'm flattered, dear, but I need a few more details, don't you think so?", Mr. Gold responded. For a little moment his eyes again looked past her, fixing the indecisive customer behind, before his attention turned back to Ms. DiMarco. "Now, be a little more specific or don't waste my time. There are other defraying customers, I have to take care for." Of course he wilfully choosed these words for letting her know there is a price she would have to pay in exchange for his help. To give her the feeling of not drawing his interest anymore, he turned his attention away from her to a small box next to the counter, turning it in his hands as he would inspect it for something.
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Post by Christian Fry / Prince Eric on Apr 19, 2014 13:34:11 GMT -8
Christian
The conversation from what he could hear sounded tense. The shop was thick with the feeling in fact. But despite a few words here and there, the two were keeping their voices to themselves for the most part. Christian was glad for that because he wanted no part of it. He was just here to find something nice to bring with him tomorrow when he met up with Calliope for breakfast again.
He scanned over items that really didn't catch his interest much. He couldn't help an unsettling feeling all of a sudden as the hairs on the back of his neck stood on end. He turned towards the shop keeper only to see his eyes boring into him. Christian quickly turned back to look at the counter and wondered if he should just leave. That's when he saw it. A beautiful seashell. A clam shell to be exact. It was tightly sealed but it was pristine. He thought it might be nice, given its size, to run a chain through it to make her a necklace. Somehow he thought Callie would like that. His stomach sunk again as he knew he had to interrupt the two behind him otherwise he might be standing there all day.
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Post by etickner95 on Apr 25, 2014 3:46:50 GMT -8
Bianca glanced at the guy looking around the store before looking back at Gold. Bianca knew that Gold shouldn't have been the one to talk to but she was desperate and knew that this guy would be the one to find what she needed. Bianca rolled her eyes "Really, Mr. I know everyone's business doesn't know what I'm asking or looking for." Bianca had seen him around town and knowing people's business was his thing. Bianca decided that attitude wasn't the way to get him to help her. Bianca sighed and focused her attention on him "I need to find the location of someone. An expert for my story, so to speak." Bianca said, taking a look around the store before tapping her fingers on the counter once more and staring at him "So can you help me?" Bianca said, refusing to take no for an answer. DarkSideCookie Mr Gold
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Post by DarkSideCookie on May 13, 2014 1:42:30 GMT -8
While Mr. Gold was turning around the box in his hands, he threw another look at the customer, who still was scanning over the items in his shop. He was a little curious about the reasons of the man's visit. But before he could think about it any longer, the young woman turned his attention back to her.
"Really, Mr. I know everyone's business doesn't know what I'm asking or looking for.", she said with rolled eyes.
Mr. Gold again was impressed by her brave. But he just answered her with an amused smile. Waiting for her to continue.
"I need to find the location of someone. An expert for my story, so to speak.""So can you help me?"
His smile raised a bit more. "What do you think?", Mr. Gold responded with a rhetorical question for his part, leaning over the counter. Of course above all to play out his appearance. And also to make sure, that the customer behind them wasn't able to hear his next words. "So, who is that person you wish to find?", Gold asked about the details, speeking more quitly. The person's location seemed really hard to find out, when she decided to asked his help.
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Post by etickner95 on May 18, 2014 23:11:36 GMT -8
Bianca looked down at the box in Gold's hands before continuing to tell Gold what she wanted. Bianca still wasn't sure that he really didn't know why she was there, Bianca looked back up and focused back on him. Bianca ran her fingers along the counter and focused back on him. Bianca laughed "I wasn't really looking for an answer" Bianca said, continuing to lean against the counter focusing her attention on Gold. "Well, I don't actually know the guys name, that's why I need your help. All I have is this pic" Bianca pulled it out of her pocket and placed it on the counter. "I need this guy, he's the one person who can help me" Bianca said, leaning in close "And don't give me any of that I can't help you dearie crap, we both know that's untrue." DarkSideCookie Mr Gold
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Jun 4, 2014 1:42:34 GMT -8
"I wasn't really looking for an answer"
Mr. Gold gave her a little smile. Of course she wasn't. Because at last she had something she could do for him in return. And she knew that he would demand something in return. So that he would accept a deal with her. Well, actually she would have accept HIS deal. Mr. Gold didn't back off, as Bianca leaned against the counter. He even didn't blink an eye. When she placed a photo in front of him, he looked down at it without any change on his face. He once saw that guy, but couldn't tell when or where. But well, it shouldn't be a problem finding someone in Storybrooke. Maybe this could come out as a mission for his gofer...
"I need this guy, he's the one person who can help me""And don't give me any of that I can't help you dearie crap, we both know that's untrue."
On the last comment his eyes turned back to her. His lips formed an amused smile, bigger than ever before during their conversation. "Well, just the point is,...missy," Gold said while leaning even closer. "My help has it's price."
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Post by Christian Fry / Prince Eric on Jun 27, 2014 20:32:27 GMT -8
Christian
He had seen a few things that interested him but Christian was starting to think he had come at a very bad time. As he couldn't help but hear the conversation heating up on the other side of the room, he got more and more uncomfortable. Casting only quick glances and hoping he wasn't noticed, the young man started edging towards the door. He figured he could return later after work.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Jun 28, 2014 6:42:00 GMT -8
Before his deal partner could have react on his requirement or to be more exactly on the allusion that there is one, his eyes were following the customer, who was going to leave. No no, no one leaves his shop without getting anything... item, deal or just some taunt.
"Its pristine condition is really fascinating, isn't it?", Gold suddenly sayed with ostentation in the customer's direction. With the ghost of a smile he was waiting his reaction. This moment he didn't pay any attention to the young woman in front of him. She was the one, who wanted something from him anyway. So she could wait.
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