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Post by Vye on Jul 25, 2015 14:28:19 GMT -8
"You're lying!" He winces at the yell, jolting back in fright. Yelling is never ever good and the implications the Dark One is putting out there are even worse. The man comes forward then, griping him by the collar of his shirt. He resists the urge to swing the sword still clenched tightly in his hand. That will only land him in more trouble than he’s prepared to deal with. He tries to pretend the breath he draws in isn’t shaky and he has himself convinced that the rough handling isn’t reminding him of anything. "All right, if you don't know why, but then I suppose you know how..." Relief floods through him for a moment. Dark One believes him. But then the dread comes back full force. He doesn’t know how it was blocked. As far as he knows it shouldn’t even be possible. He stares wide-eyed into the unforgiving face before him as he struggles to find an answer.
He could hazard a guess. He’s good enough to make up something believable he’s sure. But there are too many risks with that. The man might be able to tell he’s just making up a random answer. Worse, he could find it to be false. If that happens Stephan knows he won’t get an ounce of mercy. Still, the man will surely think he’s lying again if he fails to answer. He closes his eyes briefly, taking in a shuttering breath as he steadies himself to answer. “I d-don’t know,” he finally admits, too scared at the present moment to even berate himself for his stutter. Besides, it might be a good thing. It might show he’s telling the truth. Judging by his current streak of luck it won’t, but Stephan holds onto the small hope that it might. After all, when you lose hope you lose everything. He knows that from experience too.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Jul 25, 2015 15:02:17 GMT -8
Rumpelstiltskin became impatient again. And if he wasn't so much interested in the man's magic and its origin, he would have killed him off long since. Not even the fact that this guy visibly seemed to scared spitless did raise his spirits now.
“I d-don’t know,”, the pathetic holdover of a man finally gave an answer. The.wrong.answer. Rumpelstiltskin was boiled with rage again. But he tried to hold it back. "Well, then you probably also don't know how I could give it back to you. What a pity!" With these words Rumpel let up on him and pretended to have no interest in him anymore, already turned around to leave. But of course he was anxious for getting stopped, cause if the man really lost his magic from Rumpel's hands, then he would be the only one able to return it. And if there was any chance the rat did know more than he admitted, he will getting stopped. What was a game without any risk...
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Post by Vye on Jul 25, 2015 15:34:41 GMT -8
"Well, then you probably also don't know how I could give it back to you. What a pity!" Dark One lets go then, turning to leave. The words sink in and a greater fear starts to take hold. What if he can never get his powers back? He’ll be vulnerable and exposed. He won’t be any help to his people anymore. He won’t be able to do anything useful. The side of light could very well end up winning. He could lose everything.
“Wait!” he says before it really sinks in what he’s said. It feels like all the blood rushes from his face and down to his feet as he realizes just how much trouble he could get in for that involuntary plea. But he’s desperate for his power back, not just for himself but for all his friends. He has to get his power back, or at the very least he has to try. “Y-you’re the most powerful sorcerer I’ve meet,” he states. It’s true. This is the most power sorcerer he’s meet in this realm. He’s the only one too, but Stephan really has no doubts that the man has great power. “Surely you could figure this out.” Yeah it’s a bit of flattery but it’s also true. Besides, this guy who has no qualms hurting Stephan is his only chance. He just has to hope the man will help. He doesn’t have anything else that he can do.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Jul 25, 2015 16:21:11 GMT -8
“Wait!”
Rumpelstiltskin slowly stopped his steps, a growing smile on his lips. Now he had him exactly where he wanted him to be. In his hands.
“Y-you’re the most powerful sorcerer I’ve meet,”, Rumpel let the rat continue, who was still stammering out of fear. This time he enjoyed it. Though he still had no idea how he has blocked his opponent's magic, there was a chance to find out more about it. And with the upcoming plan in his mind, he even will get more than enough time to find out. The most important fact was, that he had something this man wanted to have. And who else but him did knew very well, how far people are willing to go to get what they want. Rumpelstiltskin lastly turned back around. “Y-you’re the most powerful sorcerer I’ve meet,”“Surely you could figure this out.” He didn't show the slightest inclination to hide his joy. With slow steps he approached the man without magic again. "Maybe I could.", Rumpel stated, as he placed himself in front of him. "But there will be a price. Or do I look like a fairy godmother to you, dearie?" A grin spread over his lips.
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Post by Vye on Jul 25, 2015 17:13:36 GMT -8
"Maybe I could." The man walks over, stopping right in front of Stephan again. His glee is obvious and Stephan hates that. He hates himself. He’s right in the sorcerer’s hands now. The man has him right where he wants him and Stephan can’t do a thing about that. "But there will be a price. Or do I look like a fairy godmother to you, dearie?" Well you are rather sparkly. That though cheers him up a bit. At least he still has his humor. And Dark One hasn’t said no. He’s basically just said yes. Stephan will just have to do something for him. That’s not a problem. Well, he hopes it won’t be. There are some things he’d never do, but right now, that list is small.
“What do you want me to do?” he questions, glad to hear some of his renewed confidence slip into his voice. This is okay. He can cope with this. He’s been through worse. He really truly has. The fear of the past had been immobilizing him, but now he can see that it probably won’t happen again. He will hopefully get out of this. And if Dark One names a price he won’t pay, he’ll just fight him. He doubts the man will keep him for a decade and torture him mercilessly. No. The worst of his life is behind him now. He can cope with anything. Including this sparkly fairy godmother.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Jul 25, 2015 17:50:46 GMT -8
For a little moment the Dark One got the feeling, that his counterpart was holding back a grin, which was making him a little angry again. Why the hell did he seem to be amused? But then his expression went serious again.
“What do you want me to do?”, the man lastly questioned. And somehow the short amusement seemed to have brought back his spine. The joy didn't disappear completely out of Rumpel's face, died away a little though. "I hope for you, that you aren't a bad sailor.", he stated instead of a clear answer, before he continued. "I have another runaround doing a job for me. You will accompany her." In thoughts he added: And don't get the idea this will be a nice companion... "But before you go, you have to tell me a little more about your magic to let me figure something out." Now a wide smile appeared on his lips.
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Post by Vye on Jul 25, 2015 18:06:13 GMT -8
"I hope for you, that you aren't a bad sailor." He frowns a bit in confusion. Sailing? He’s never really done that before. He can probably pick it up, but he doesn’t really know what that has to do with anything. "I have another runaround doing a job for me. You will accompany her." Oh, that made sense. Of course, he doesn’t know why the man would need him to accompany her, but he doesn’t ask. There’s no use in getting him to change his mind when Stephan thinks this price sounds fairly easy. At least it’s something he’s willing to do. "But before you go, you have to tell me a little more about your magic to let me figure something out." Of course. Well, he supposes he has no choice now. He’s not exactly thrilled to give out information on his people but it won’t be the end of the world.
“What do you want to know?” he questions then in resignation. He knows this man could use this information to try and attack them later. There is nothing he can do about that though. He’ll just have to hope the sorcerer is as powerless to get to Stephan’s homeland as Stephan is.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Sept 16, 2015 12:36:48 GMT -8
“What do you want to know?”
Rumpelstiltskin's smile was growing at this question. "Well, you can start with where do you draw your magic from and end with what exactly happened just now.", Rumpel answered with a gesture of his right hand. He felt pretty sure about guessing there was something like an object the man drew his magic from, cause if he was born with the power, an ordinary attack wouldn't have been able to block it. "The more I know about it, the more I could come up with a way to retrieve it.", he added in the hope to sound pellucid enough to finally get the rat talking.
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Post by Vye on Sept 17, 2015 5:58:29 GMT -8
"Well, you can start with where do you draw your magic from and end with what exactly happened just now." He winced a bit at that. He didn't like the sound of 'start with' and he didn't like the thought of telling this man exactly how the magic worked. "The more I know about it, the more I could come up with a way to retrieve it." That was of course very true. It also meant that he'd know how to block it again in the future. Not that Stephan had much of a choice.
"I'm not entirely sure what just happened," he told the sorcerer. "I assume you somehow blocked my from the orb." He pulled out the marble sized sphere then, seeing the darkness that swirled inside of it. It comforted him a bit, seeing that. "I draw my power from this." That was a gross oversimplification, but not untrue. And besides, Dark One had never said he couldn't simplify things, and Stephan couldn't imagine how knowing the rest could help him fix this. Not when he was stuck here, in this realm. Nothing else factored in since he was on his own.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Sept 22, 2015 9:21:25 GMT -8
"I'm not entirely sure what just happened,""I assume you somehow blocked my from the orb."
Oh well, so that was at least some more information than before. Rumpelstiltskin waited for the rat to go on, in silence but not even nearly hiding his joy about the changed situation.
"I draw my power from this.", the rat continued, pulling out an object, filled with darkness. In Rumpel's eyes somehow appeared a sparkling flash, like the look at kid's faces when they get a chocolate bar.
Almost automatically he reduced the distance between them, his gaze fixed at the orb in the man's hand, Rumpel's own hand already stretched out to grab it.
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Post by Vye on Sept 26, 2015 9:22:13 GMT -8
His instinctual reaction was to pull back. This was his dark orb and he'd had to fight so very hard to keep it. He did not want to hand it over to some crazy sorcerer who would do who knew what with it? So he did start to pull back for an instant. But this wasn't one of the light warrior and he doubted the man would be able to change it. Even if he could, Stephan really didn't have another choice. So he stilled his hand, letting the man pluck his orb away from him, watching with dread and hoping nothing would happen to it. The joy in the man's eyes wasn't helping his nerves.
"Be careful," he couldn't help but plead. Too much had happened to the orbs already. He didn't know what he'd do if something happened to this one.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Sept 26, 2015 10:54:25 GMT -8
The joy disappeared for one little moment, when the rat suddenly pulled back the orb. But it seemed he reminded himself pretty quickly about the situation, that Rumpel had to take the orb to help him - and for his luck to maybe find out something about this kind of magic.
"Thank you.", Rumpel said slowly with a satisfied grin, as the rat let up on his defense and gave the orb free. "Be careful,", the rat was pleading, while the Dark One turned around the object in his hand, looking at it in fascination. After some minutes of silence Rumpel looked up again. "I shall summon your new companion soon. Till then you can do whatever you want. But this..." He hold up the orb in his hand, a wide grin playing around his lips. "I.. will.. keep.. as pawn." An amused giggle followed his words, before he let up on the rat and made a gesture as if saying good bye.
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Post by Vye on Sept 26, 2015 11:29:22 GMT -8
He watched as the man examined it, trying to fight back his worry at all of this. It was going to be fine. he was going to get it back and it was going to stay dark and everything was going to be fine. "I shall summon your new companion soon. Till then you can do whatever you want. But this..." "I.. will.. keep.. as pawn." The giggle let him know that this man was having fun toying with him. He doubted keeping the orb was a necessity.
He wanted to argue then, but it was clear the man wanted him to leave. And arguing in situations where others had the upper hand was never a good idea. He didn't want to give the man more reason to toy with him. "If you break that or change it in any way, I'm not completing your end of the deal," he warned before heading for the door to go and see if he could find that nice woman. He owed her an apology.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Sept 26, 2015 14:13:00 GMT -8
Rumpelstiltskin noticed the discontent in his opponent's face and he would have lied, if he said it didn't pleased him a lot.
"If you break that or change it in any way, I'm not completing your end of the deal,", the rat suddenly warned, before turning around to head to the door. A dark smile appeared on Rumpel's lips, as the doors swung open quite suddenly right in front of Stephan. He also couldn't withhold another quite giggle, this time more inwardly sounding.
"Till we meet again... Master of evil...", Rumpel said his good bye to the already turned intruder, realizing that he had no name yet except of that title... probably self-given. And once the intruder walked through the doors, he let them slam shut behind, all alone again. Some more minutes he just stood there, turned the orb in his hands, while suddenly had to thought about Belle and if he should look up on her. Nah! She'll be okay. Probably doing the laundry right now, all furious about him. Women...
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Jun 10, 2016 15:07:38 GMT -8
The minutes passed by... some more minutes...
Well, this was somehow strange. He actually was awaiting Belle to get back here after she did the laundry in a furious way. Why didn't she? Was she maybe more furious about him as he thought. Pah! And if so? Why would it bother him?
Rumpelstiltskin made some steps through the hall. Should he look up on her now? Maybe she was doing something stupid.. like... leaving him? No, she wouldn't. She even wasn't able to. Not without magic. Rumpelstiltskin stopped his steps. With an annoyed sigh he let himself disappear within a violet smoke.
**Rumpelstiltskin left to Dark Castle - Outside**
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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Mar 23, 2019 12:49:21 GMT -8
Etta had finished the laundry in what felt like ages ago. She'd wandered the castle for other things needing to be done but everything was in order. The woman Killian had taken and had promised Etta to return unharmed to her rightful home had been one hell of a housekeeper. 'No wonder he's hellbent on getting her back,' she thought dryly. There was more to it than that though. Etta couldn't quite place her finger on it, but it was almost as if he... cared? No, that couldn't be right. There hadn't been a second in the time she'd spent with him, every action and word, that didn't wreak of self-benefit.
She'd come across her clothes in one of the bedrooms and had promptly changed out of the ridiculous maid outfit. She wandered back to the staff area and had deposited the thing in the dirty laundry basket, ready for whenever the next batch of laundry would need to be done. Hardly worth starting up the whole laundering process for one garment.
Snooping was a tempting thought but she had no idea when the Dark One would be returning. And with her luck, he may have had some sort of enchantment on the place to know what rooms had been accessed and for how long. So she headed for the great hall and paced. And paced. And paced. She held a hand to her aching side, feeling the stab still even though the wound was healed.
Had the Dark One found Killian's ship? She doubted there wasn't much he couldn't accomplish when he set his mind to it. He must have found them. They hadn't had much time to get on their way. So then what had been occurring? What was happening now? Was there a possibility that Killian could best the Dark One? He'd seemed pretty confident, strolling up to the Dark One's castle and taking something from him without a care. Maybe he knew of a way to defeat him, or at the very least entrap him, then would come back for her.
With those positive thoughts being last on her mind, she turned to the opening door with a flicker of hope.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Mar 23, 2019 16:19:38 GMT -8
*** Rumplestiltskin and Belle enter from Jolly Roger 4 Years BDC ***
As the door swung open, by using magic of course, the Dark One with Belle in tow walked inside. It had been the easiest thing to make out where they had kept her onboard their ship. Downright ridiculous the pirates had been thinking he wouldn't find out without the word of their now-pretty-dead captain. A devilish grin spread all over his face. There was one thing good about this little incident: Finally, he had been able to wreak revenge on the dirty pirate who had stolen something from him once before.
"I haven't had a chance to thank you yet, Rumple.", suddenly Belle broke into his thoughts of success and changed his features to a mien of surprise and awkwardness. "For coming to my rescue.", she added smiling when there didn't come any other reaction from him. "Oh that. Yah well, I need a housemaid, you know.", he put her off, hoping that she would be pleased with that. It seemed she actually was as she kept smiling at him, though he truly started to wonder when she would stop it. "Belle, I've to discuss something with her here.", Rumple added with a point into Henrietta's direction when this time it had been Belle who wasn't showing any other reaction than staring at him. Still smiling for some reason. "Alone." "Right.", she finally said, yet the smiling, somehow knowing and almost... entranced (?) - No, why would she look at him like that? - wasn't disappearing from her face. "I'll be in the library if you need me. For dusting the books of course.""Whatever.", Rumple replied with a wave of his hand, not even looking back at her, as he had other business to take care of right now, above all as this had started to feel odd for some reason. Besides, Belle might not stay in such a good mood if he would have told her that the pirate who had kidnapped her had to pay for having done so. She was just so annoyingly kind-hearted that he hadn't felt like having another discussion. Well, back onto business. The business to break the good news to his favorite trainee. And yet again a devilish grin appeared on his lips as he stepped closer into the hall to talk to Henrietta.
"Didn't like your new dress, dearie?", he asked mockingly, placing himself in one of the chairs with his feet crossed over the table.
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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Mar 23, 2019 21:27:01 GMT -8
The first thing she heard was the woman's voice. Thanking the Dark One, of all things. What was wrong with her? Etta had had to knock her out in order for Killian to take her away from here. Sure, Killian's plan had started off as merely a revenge but she was pretty sure she'd convinced him to return her safely home. The poor girl was mad. How long had the Dark One had her in his possession? Would she, one day, end up like her? No. No amount of time could make her want to stay.
Etta watched the Dark One enter the great hall and plop himself into a chair. She kept her expression stoney.
"Didn't like your new dress, dearie?"
He'd just returned from taking his maid back from pirates and he wanted to talk fashion? "Wasn't my style," she said, crossing her arms. "Besides, you've got your maid back now so I hardly think it matters." Etta didn't like the way he was grinning. It gave her a sinking feeling in her stomach. "I take it things went well?" she asked casually, fishing for details. She wanted to scream at him to tell her what had happened. What he'd done.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Apr 7, 2019 8:47:19 GMT -8
"I take it things went well?"
"Oh, very well. As you can see... everyone is fit and well, being where they belong.", he answered as casually as Henrietta had asked, and just as she was he acting a play. Admittedly though, parts of his joy were for real. The pirate now definitely was where he belonged.
Anyways, the Dark One wanted to shout at Henrietta to stop playing him for a fool. Rumple knew exactly that she had been in on all this; just the question was why. Well, he would find out. Sooner or later.
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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Apr 20, 2019 15:14:08 GMT -8
"Where they belong? What does that even mean?" she snapped, starting to lose her cool over his bloody games. It was obvious things didn't go well for the other party, but to what extent? Killian had rekindled the fire within her when he'd given her new purpose to life and for the first time in a long time, she was standing her ground, ready and itching for a fight.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Apr 21, 2019 7:24:09 GMT -8
"Do I hear discontent in your voice? Or is it even rage? I'm wondering why, dearie?", Rumple snapped back at her without giving her a real answer yet, starting in a casual way and ending in a slightly incensed way himself as he was losing his cool over this as well. Also, as much as he was enjoying playing games with her temper, she was annoying the hell out of him with that at times. Especially at times that he knew her to have betrayed him.
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Post by Hollywood Heidi on May 5, 2019 10:45:06 GMT -8
Emotions and her own anger were overriding her common sense. In the early days before all their training, Hyde would have taken over by now. She saw he was becoming incensed and in her calm, right mind, she may have bowed out and dropped the subject. But she wasn't in her calm, right mind. Her heart was muddling things up and the fact that he was becoming incensed when she felt only she was in the position with the right to be only angered her further. "A bit of both, 'dearie'," she shot back. "Your games are getting tiresome. Just because we have a deal, it does not make me your toy to play with at your amusement, nor am I a lifeless pawn on your chessboard. I am asking a simple, clear question and I expect a simple, clear answer. What did you do to them?" she asked, emphasizing each word with a stab of her finger on the table beside her.
Etta held her breath and braced for the answer she feared would not be good without thinking that the real reason she should be bracing herself was that she had poked an angry crocodile one too many times.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on May 19, 2019 8:53:41 GMT -8
And then suddenly the anger upon the Dark One's face gave way to a completely different feeling. One that could be called rapture even. She cared. She really cared for the pirate. Now, that was playing into his cards actually. Love, oh love, what a bittersweet thing. Rather bitter than sweet at that. Calm and collected again, Rumplestilskin stepped closer to Etta who was seething with rage and who would be seething with a lot more of it all too soon. He'd had plans with her for already a while but these recent events and his new realizing of her emotions brought him closer to those than ever. She was ready. Ready to fulfill the job he had for her. "Well, you are right...", he said whilst approaching her with the steps of a wily cat or rather a wily crocodile. "I'm very sorry to haven't let you in on the details. Maybe I just thought you wouldn't care but it seems that... I was wrong." Rumple smiled before taking also the last step that brought him right in front of her. "First, I asked him very nicely about the whereabouts of my servant but when he wasn't willing to cooperate... well,", he shrugged before going on with a vivid description of what he had done to Hook. "stabbed a sword into his chest and listened carefully to the fading sound of his little heart." Rumple's hand was rising close to Henrietta's ear, holding an imaginary heart in it. "Bodom... bodom... pshhh. And dead." A joyful giggle followed his words. What would a story be without any embellishment anyway?
And then he was waiting. Waiting for the beast to show its face...
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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Jun 7, 2019 21:58:16 GMT -8
"Well, you are right...", "I'm very sorry to haven't let you in on the details. Maybe I just thought you wouldn't care but it seems that... I was wrong."
Etta pressed her lips together in a hard line, refusing to respond to his taunt. There was no point denying what the Dark One had pieced together. Doing so would only give him another opportunity to keep playing around with her and she wouldn't give him the satisfaction.
"First, I asked him very nicely about the whereabouts of my servant but when he wasn't willing to cooperate... well,", "stabbed a sword into his chest and listened carefully to the fading sound of his little heart."
She'd stood still as stone as he'd danced gleefully over to her, the look of joy on his face as he recounted what had happened turning her stomach and setting her blood to boiling. Etta felt Hyde scratching at the surface, the monster making its close presence known with a barely discernable growl deep in Etta's throat. Her hands fisted at her sides as she took deep, angry breaths in an attempt to tame the monster.
"Bodom... bodom... pshhh. And dead."
Then he'd gone and taunted her, callously holding his hand to her ear as he simulated a beating heart within it along with flippant sound effects. Etta lost it. She wanted nothing more than to tear the horrid creature before her to pieces so for the first time since her incident, she opened the door wide and invited the monster to take over. Her eyes turned to the cold color of ice with the oncoming beast and as she faded into the background, the last thing she heard was her shout of pure anger and pain turning into an inhuman snarl.
***Etta fades to the background as Hyde takes over***
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Post by Hollywood Heidi on Jun 7, 2019 22:14:34 GMT -8
***Hyde comes to the surface as Etta fades to the background***
Hyde felt herself stirring from the deep place the weak one had hidden her away. The pure anger and hatred coming from the weak one gave her the strength to emerge and she paced just under the surface, watching and waiting, back and forth. Observing mostly through the reactions and emotions of her weak counterpart. The intense level of rage in the weak one fueled Hyde's own fire and by the time the door to take the surface had been willingly left open for her, the fire had stoked Hyde into a mindless rage monster.
Vision blurred with rage and with a beastly snarl, Hyde lunged at the silhouette of a person before her, ready to tear apart anyone and anything she could get her hands on.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Jun 8, 2019 0:43:50 GMT -8
Rumplestiltskin was sent into rapture as he watched the show right before his eyes. He didn't have to see a physical change to know the beast was about to stir its way up to the surface, angrier and more terrifying than ever before; well, that was if the Dark One would have felt something like fear towards her. Yet the only emotion he felt right now was pure joy.
And while Jekyll seemed to this time freely open her doors for Hyde, Rumple gave this scene a piece of background music by coming up with kind of an improvised singsong. "Deep inside there is no light..." A high-pitched giggle left his lips before he finished: "In the darkness, look, it's Hyde..."
There was still this look of pure joy on Rumplestiltskin's face when a pair of sharp blue eyes stared him down with hatred. And then she suddenly moved in his direction, ready to let all her anger out, ready to kill. She shall do so, but certainly not here.
And so, with one casual move of his hand, the Dark One sent her elsewhere to kill what would be getting in her way.
*** Rumplestiltskin teleports Hyde onto a ship far away from this place near a spot of land called Maui's island ***
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