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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Jun 25, 2012 18:45:04 GMT -8
Great HallThe great hall located inside Dark Castle with dining table and where Rumpelstiltskin keeps his spinning wheel and treasures.Events occurring 4 years before Dark Curse
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Post by Brittany on Jul 7, 2012 22:27:42 GMT -8
BELLE
She places a tray down on the dining table and puts the plate of warm food in front of her new master, Rumplestiltskin. It's only been a day since being brought to the castle and she more than a little unsure how her new situation will turn out. Nervously, she gestures to the food, "I didn't know what you like to eat for breakfast, so I made what I could find in the kitchen. Um, there's scrambled eggs and bacon, toast...I couldn't find any jam on such short notice, but, um, I could look for some later if you like."
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Post by Mr Gold on Jul 8, 2012 18:15:02 GMT -8
Rumpelstiltskin flexed his hands, folding and unfolding his fingers. It seemed like at least one part of him had to always be moving, pulsing. He glanced at the meal in front of him, then looked back to Belle and grinned darkly. "Next time, check at the very back of the pantry. I keep the freshly reaped souls of the innocent there, they always go down well." He paused for a moment, gauging her reaction. "Joke, dearie."
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Post by Brittany on Jul 9, 2012 20:04:06 GMT -8
BELLE
"Next time, check at the very back of the pantry. I keep the freshly reaped souls of the innocent there, they always go down well."
Belle paused, eyes wide in shock, hoping he wasn't serious. Surely, he couldn't be that evil, but maybe all the stories about him were true.
"Joke, dearie."
As soon as she heard that, she exhaled, relieved. She gave him a semi-scolding look combined with a half-grin for fooling her, then moved the tray off to the side, to give him room to eat. "Do you always joke like that?"
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Post by Mr Gold on Jul 10, 2012 16:00:17 GMT -8
"Only when I'm feeling humourous," he said with his usual smile, picking up his knife and fork. He ate almost like a child or something primal; using the utensils to rip his food instead of cut. "Why? How does Gastoooon joke?"
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Post by Brittany on Jul 10, 2012 19:56:14 GMT -8
BELLE
"Gaston is never much for jokes and laughing," she replied, recalling just how dull her fiance was. "He's too busy protecting my father's kingdom and doesn't have time for fun and games."
When she noticed the way he was literally digging into his food, she grinned. "Would you like me to cut that for you?"
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Post by Mr Gold on Jul 13, 2012 18:48:41 GMT -8
"He's too busy protecting my father's kingdom and doesn't have time for fun and games."
"No time for fun and games?" asked Rumpelstiltskin, his mouth full. "What a tragically serious existence."
"Would you like me to cut that for you?"
He looked up adbruptly, his mood briefly turning dark. "I'm no child. I'm no human either, so don't expect me to eat like one," he said. Then, his mood shifted just as suddenly. "You going to eat yourself? Or live off the mushrooms in your hair?"
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Post by Brittany on Jul 15, 2012 1:53:23 GMT -8
BELLE
Surprisingly enough, she didn't take offense at his comment about her hair, she just just placed a hand on her hip and arched an eyebrow, mouth twitching up at the corner in a wry grin. "It's your fault if I'm dirty. The cell you locked me in yesterday is hardly accommodating and today I've only had time for chores."
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Post by Mr Gold on Jul 22, 2012 14:41:26 GMT -8
Rumpelstiltskin considered for a moment in silence as he chewed. "There's a guest room. First floor," he said stiffly. He reached into his vest pocket, producing a copper-coloured key with a blunt end. He closed his hand, and a short golden glow simmered from within. He opened his hand to reveal the blunt end had been shaped into something new. "This key will open any door that my will allows. No other doors. Yes?"
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Post by Brittany on Jul 26, 2012 13:58:39 GMT -8
BELLE
"Wait," she side-eyed him, not quite believing what she was hearing, "you're really giving me a room?" She honestly hadn't expected as much from her light teasing, but if he was being this generous, she could hardly say no.
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Post by Mr Gold on Jul 26, 2012 17:16:41 GMT -8
Rumpelstiltskin shrugged and concentrated on his food. "I don't want to have to keep going down to the dungeon. Scuffs up my boots," he said with a dismissive wave of his hand. He was on the verge of asking if she had any belongings she wanted sent for, but decided against it. He had to be the demon, after all. Be the beast.
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Post by Brittany on Aug 1, 2012 19:54:17 GMT -8
BELLE
"Right. Of course." She gave him a keen, half amused look. "We wouldn't want that."
So far, she didn't know what to make of her employer. He'd locked her in a dungeon and made her feel no better than a prisoner, and yet there he was offering her a room of her very own, plus a key to unlock any door. Granted the key probably only unlocked the ones that were in dire need of a good cleaning, but still. He had surprised her. He was a curious one, for sure.
"Would you like anything else for breakfast? More eggs? Bacon maybe?"
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Post by Mr Gold on Aug 3, 2012 19:40:12 GMT -8
"Would you like anything else for breakfast? More eggs? Bacon maybe?"
"I tend not to eat pig. Smart animals. Dogs look up, cats look down, pigs treat us as equals," he said with a long exhale and his usual grin, slumping back against his chair. "Smart animals, yes. Eggs, on the other hand...I could go for."
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Post by Brittany on Aug 4, 2012 20:04:12 GMT -8
BELLE
She grinned at his assessment of which animals were worthy of eating or not, then nodded once. "More eggs, coming right up." There were an abundance of them in the kitchen, so she'd have no problem making more. With a quick bob for a curtsy, she turned around and headed back to the kitchen to cook more eggs. Five minutes later she returned with two plates, one for herself and one for him, then she placed his down in front of him. "May I join you?"
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Post by Mr Gold on Sept 8, 2012 10:15:14 GMT -8
Rumpelstiltskin was tempted to smirk at the curtsy, but dismissed the urge before he could figure out why. Her request to join him was odd, too. The situation was quickly getting out of hand. "Why?" he asked simply.
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Post by Brittany on Sept 8, 2012 15:30:17 GMT -8
BELLE
Obviously, she had misjudged their almost friendly banter prior to now. She would have to be careful of that in the future lest she forget she was only his servant. "On second thought, nevermind," she answered with a swift smile as she backed away. "I'll be in the kitchen, so ring the bell if you need me for anything. Enjoy your breakfast." And she was out of there before he could say anything else.
**exits to the kitchen**
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Post by Cora Mercouri on Sept 10, 2012 18:33:53 GMT -8
MEGARA
It had been a long ride for Megara on her latest mission, and she desperately longed for food and drink. Not that she would receive any such hospitality at this house. Her intention was to deliver the package, receive her instructions and be gone as quickly as possible. She had made the bargain; now she had to live with its consequences. She tied up her horse in the stable and proceeded to the great hall of the castle.
The man himself was already there so immediately upon the sight of him, she bowed and knelt onto the ornate floor. "My lord," she announced, "I have returned with the item you requested." The metronome that he coveted for whatever reason rested in a leather bag securely at her side.
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Post by Brittany on Sept 10, 2012 19:47:46 GMT -8
BELLE
She had been busy cleaning one of the many rooms in the castle, dusting the furniture, scrubbing the floors clean, and gathering the linens for the wash, when she noticed the curtain hangings on the four-poster bed were fraying in spots and had a few moth-eaten holes in them. That certainly would not do, at least not while she was in charge of keeping the estate in tip-top shape. Determined to fix the fabric, she went quickly to the sewing kit she'd found earlier that week and sifted through it hoping to find the tools she would needs to repair it. Alas, she had only a small sewing needle and didn't have the right kind of thread for such a project. She would have to ask Rumplestiltskin if he had anything of the kind somewhere she hasn't searched yet.
So she went downstairs toward the great hall, knowing he'd most likely be in there spinning more straw into gold - as if he needed anymore gold - but just as she was about to call out to him, she stopped, noticing he had a guest. Curiosity got the best of her, and she hid behind the barely open door and peered through the crack to listen to what was going on. She knew so little of how he conducted his deals, only that he always demanded a price. She had personal experience with that. And he so rarely let her know anything about himself or what he did on a day to day basis. She could ask him, true, but they hardly knew each other and she doubted he would trust her with anything yet. So this was really her only way of figuring it out.
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Post by Mr Gold on Oct 3, 2012 11:11:10 GMT -8
Upon seeing Megara, he giggled and jumped to his feet. "Ahhh, and here she is. Timely and reliable," he said, moving toward and then around her. "I never had any doubt, dearie."
Rumpelstiltskin reached down and fished the metronome from the bag. He held it in a slightly dainty manner, as if it were especially fragile. His usual grin remained, but his eyes grew darker and more introverted. "Must've been a long road," he remarked, turning and placing the metronome on the table. "Haven't met my caretaker, have you?"
He fixed his gaze on the door where Belle lurked, a grin once again cracking across his face. "Belle, dearie, if you're so interesting in watching you may as well join in."
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Post by Cora Mercouri on Oct 4, 2012 20:14:12 GMT -8
"Ahhh, and here she is. Timely and reliable ... I never had any doubt, dearie."
"The court's composer was loathe to part with it," she said. "Perhaps someday you'll deign to tell me why he held it so dear."
"Must've been a long road. Haven't met my caretaker, have you? Belle, dearie, if you're so interesting in watching you may as well join in."
Caretaker? Rumpelstiltskin had been holed up alone in this dusty old mansion for as long as she could remember. Even his visitors only darkened the door out of urgency or foolishness -- perhaps both, in her case. She followed his gaze toward the doorway.
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Post by Brittany on Oct 11, 2012 13:44:23 GMT -8
BELLE
She jumped when Rumplestiltskin addressed her. She was sure she'd been quiet enough not to be discovered, but clearly it wasn't enough to fool him. She opened the door and made herself go through, feeling more than a little embarrassed that she'd been found out. Walking toward her employer and his guest, she twiddled her fingers, her expression contrite. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to pry. I came to ask you something, but, um- " She didn't need to continue her explanation, it was obvious her curiosity got the better of her.
Looking at Megara, she remembered her manners and smiled politely. "Forgive my intrusion, I didn't know he was expecting anyone." Then, with a glance at Rumplestiltkin for a sign of what she was expected to do next, she asked, "Shall I make some tea?"
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Post by Mr Gold on Oct 11, 2012 14:45:00 GMT -8
"Perhaps someday you'll deign to tell me why he held it so dear."
"Perhaps, perhaps," grinned Rumpelstiltskin, making it clear he had no current intention of telling her. It had been a time of fairies, though. Yes, they'd stuck their one-gender-only-holier-than-thou noses in.
"Forgive my intrusion, I didn't know he was expecting anyone. Shall I make some tea?"
"Megara," he said, rolling the R. "Meet Belle. She makes the place presentable. Tea, Meg, dearie? Belle does make a nice cup, even if she is a little clumsy with the crockery."
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Post by Cora Mercouri on Oct 11, 2012 16:22:10 GMT -8
MEGARA
She chanced a sideways look at Rumpelstiltskin. She'd expected more cryptic comments and her next assignment, not refreshments. And a fresh-faced girl with a sweet smile and demeanor who looked quite out of place. Likely there was some sort of trickery involved. "That would be...lovely, thank you," she agreed. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Belle." She gave the caretaker a small curtsey out of politeness.
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Post by Brittany on Oct 11, 2012 18:16:30 GMT -8
BELLE
"Megara," he said, rolling the R. "Meet Belle. She makes the place presentable. Tea, Meg, dearie? Belle does make a nice cup, even if she is a little clumsy with the crockery."
"Yes, well, I wouldn't have been so clumsy if you hadn't made that awful joke about skinning children for their pelts," she retorted, taking his teasing jab in stride.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Belle."
She smiled again at Meg and curtsied back. "And you as well. You're the first person I've spoken to since I came here; it's rather refreshing." Belle looked at Rumplestiltskin, hoping he didn't take that the wrong way. So far, her stay at Dark Castle hadn't been entirely unpleasant and Rumplestiltskin's company wasn't all that bad, but it was nice to get the opportunity to speak to someone besides him. "Um, have a seat, if you'd like," she took it upon herself to play hostess and gestured to the table and chairs, "I'll be right back with the tea."
She made a quick, bobbing curtsy and exited to the kitchen and prepared tea for Rumplestiltskin and his guest. She only put two cups on the tray, the chipped cup and another unmarred one from the set, along with the porcelain tea pot, the sugar jar, and the small pitcher of milk. She wouldn't be presumptuous and assume she was invited to tea with them when clearly they had business to discuss. Besides, she still had chores to do and a tapestry needle to acquire. So, when she came back, she set the tray on the table and poured the liquid into both cups, serving Meg the unchipped cup, and prepared Rumplestiltskin's the way she remembered he liked it. "Would you like milk or sugar, Megara?"
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Post by Cora Mercouri on Oct 11, 2012 20:21:50 GMT -8
Confusion crossed her features. There was definitely trickery involved if this girl was brazen enough to not only share the same space with her master by choice, but also make an attempt at joking with him.
"Would you like milk or sugar, Megara?"
"Oh, both, please," she replied, sinking into one of the offered chairs. "Won't you join us, my dear? I'm sure whatever business my lord needs you to attend to, it is not so urgent that you cannot make time for tea. I so seldom travel to this part of the realm. I would love to hear what I've been missing."
She paused to regard Rumpelstiltskin with a raised eyebrow. He seemed quite civil, even off-balance, in Belle's company. It was an avenue that needed exploring. And she would be relieved not to be left in the room alone with him.
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Post by Mr Gold on Oct 12, 2012 14:00:54 GMT -8
"Yes, well, I wouldn't have been so clumsy if you hadn't made that awful joke about skinning children for their pelts,"
"How could you ever believe such a thing about myself, even in passing?" he asked, smiling innocently. Rumpelstiltskin picked up the cup, turning it so that the chip faced away from him. The action had a certain decisiveness to it that surprised even himself. "As if I'm anything less than a saint."
"Won't you join us, my dear? I'm sure whatever business my lord needs you to attend to, it is not so urgent that you cannot make time for tea. I so seldom travel to this part of the realm. I would love to hear what I've been missing."
Rumpelstiltskin couldn't help himself. He liked Megara. She had such audacity...or maybe it was bravery. Impressive, at any rate. In this case, however, something very odd was happening. He was feeling a little embarrassed, as if Megara had walked in on something private between him and Belle. The entire idea was ridiculous, of course. Belle was a caretaker, nothing more. A pawn just as Megara herself was a pawn.
"Ogre Wars are over, dearie, in Belle's part of the land. A deal was struck," he said. "And you know I always take a price, in this case..." Rumpelstiltskin gestured toward the young brunette.
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Post by Brittany on Oct 12, 2012 14:55:00 GMT -8
BELLE
"Won't you join us, my dear? I'm sure whatever business my lord needs you to attend to, it is not so urgent that you cannot make time for tea. I so seldom travel to this part of the realm. I would love to hear what I've been missing."
"Oh, um, thank you." There was still that pesky problem of not bringing a teacup for herself, but she didn't mind just sitting if it meant she could get a reprieve from chores and get acquainted with Rumpelstiltskin's friend. She pulled the stool over from the spinning wheel and made herself comfortable, folding her hands demurely in her lap.
"Ogre Wars are over, dearie, in Belle's part of the land. A deal was struck," he said. "And you know I always take a price, in this case..."
"I chose to come with you," she pointed out. Yes, she had done it to save her family and everyone from the ogres, but it had been her choice and her choice alone. She wouldn't have anyone think she came unwillingly. "Besides, if I hadn't, I would be married to Gaston by now and my fate would no longer be in my own hands."
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Post by Cora Mercouri on Oct 13, 2012 18:51:56 GMT -8
Poor girl, trading one yoke for another and imagining that her life was ever her own once she had signed it over to Rumpelstiltskin. "I made a deal once, too," she sighed before sipping from her teacup. "Alas, my motivations were not as...admirable as yours. But I commend you for setting your freedom aside for that of your family. The Ogre Wars took a great toll on many lives. I am glad to hear a peace has been reached."
She set her cup back down on the table and leaned toward Belle with an intent look. "This Gaston, how did he take the news of your broken engagement?" she inquired.
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Post by Mr Gold on Oct 14, 2012 7:16:55 GMT -8
"Besides, if I hadn't, I would be married to Gaston by now and my fate would no longer be in my own hands."
"And now, your fate's in my hands," he said, taking a long gulp of tea before breaking into another grin. "Congratulations on mastering your destiny!"
"I made a deal once, too, Alas, my motivations were not as...admirable as yours. But I commend you for setting your freedom aside for that of your family. The Ogre Wars took a great toll on many lives. I am glad to hear a peace has been reached."
"All deals are selfish, dear Megara," Rumpelstiltskin raised his hands in an exaggerated shrug. "Don't you know that by now?"
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Post by Brittany on Oct 14, 2012 13:15:35 GMT -8
BELLE
"Congratulations on mastering your destiny!"
Belle chose to ignore that little dig, only giving Rumpelstiltskin the barest of bland expressions. She knew very well she walked from one trap into another, but at least it had been her choice. So far, he hadn't mistreated her, so if her fate was now up to him, it could be worse. And anyway, she felt like she had more of a purpose here than she did at home, even if all she did was clean and mend things, and serve Rumpelstiltskin his meals.
"This Gaston, how did he take the news of your broken engagement?"
She angled herself toward Megara, so she didn't have to look at Rumpelstiltskin, and answered her question. "I doubt he took it lightly. He's an arrogant man and more concerned about what other people would think, but, um, I think he'll get over it. He had plenty of other wealthy families vying for an arrangement between him and one of their daughters, so if he hasn't moved on yet, I'm certain he will soon."
"All deals are selfish, dear Megara," Rumpelstiltskin raised his hands in an exaggerated shrug. "Don't you know that by now?"
She peeked back at him over her shoulder, curious that he would make such a statement. It was a very cynical way of looking at it, though she supposed he had a point. She wanted to save everyone she knew from the ogres; that was her selfish reason for their deal. She wondered what his was. He'd said he needed a caretaker and she could only assume that was his only reason, but why her? She wanted to voice her question and ask what his selfish reason was, but didn't know if she should or not. He probably wouldn't give her a straight answer anyway.
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