Mr. Gold {Rumplestiltskin} (
undealt) wrote in
knightsoflegend2015-04-26 09:30 pm
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LONDON ♔ i'm trapped alive and i've been burned | there's nothing left and nothing learned.

WHO || Belle and Gold [closed]
WHAT || Belle gets a message in a dream.
WHERE || Inside Belle's brain ????
WHEN || an explosion goes off in the distance
HOW || actionspam
It's been several months since anyone has heard from Auric Gold. Rumors have flown, and given the man's display of pyrotechnics on Andres, it's no wonder he's been given a wide berth, so long as he's not lighting up people for fun, and as the incidents on Andres were found to be related to a mysterious dagger and a son that Gold knows nothing about, the matter has since been laid aside, as other concerns crop up and take attention from the Knights.
It probably isn't the first time a knight has fled and it won't be the last, and there's nothing in his flight that suggests the matter need be pursued, assuming Gold will either come back on his own to face his demons or resurface whether for good or for ill. In the meantime, Gaston remains (surprisingly if you know anything about the Dark One, which even Gold doesn't) unharmed, which probably goes the farthest for pointing out that his self-imposed exile doesn't make him a threat, regardless of the truths that came out that fateful October afternoon.
He has not made contact with anyone, not even his familiar, who has been left at the castle to be taken care of by anyone who will take pity on a crocodile. In six months, no one has so much as heard a whisper of a suggestion of where he might be or when he might be coming back, or if he'll come back at all.
And then one evening, Belle goes to sleep in her bed, and as she drifts into a dream, there's Gold, a bit shabbier than he may have been when she last left him, but smiling all the same. There's a strangeness in his gaze- how he doesn't quite see her or meet her eyes, but it's unmistakably him.
"Belle," he begins, softly, addressing a point slightly to the left of her.

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Cora, however, straightens a little more at the declaration and her eyes widen.]
You heard from him?
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What did he say?
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[If he came through the Veil, the answers may not be in this world. And even if they are, finding them might do more harm than good. What people are looking for isn't always what they find along the way.]
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So we need to find him.
[Because that seems to be the appropriate course of action, so long as they can figure out how.]
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What did you see in the dream? Was it just him or just his voice?
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What do you know about the Dark One? Or is there someone here who might remember more about what it means? Maybe if we can figure out what kind of magic or instincts it would have, we might be able to narrow down where he went to look for answers.
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Emma said that Henry Mills might know more. Apparently he's... he's her son.
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She straightens a bit because hey!!! Someone she knows.]
I know Henry! He's ...
[She trails off for a moment due to backtag land reasons and because she always has a weird time putting a label on Henry, so she's just going to reiterate.]
I know Henry.
[There we go. She shifts and goes to reach for her phone.]
I can call him if you want?
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maybe there's a reason for it. ] Alright.
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She pulls up Henry's number quickly, pressing her phone to her ear and waiting for him to pick up. She knows it's late, but hopefully he'll still answer.]
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Cora - is everything okay?
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[Not really but it's not life or death (probably). They just need to find
your grandfatherBelle's wayward boyfriend.]I know it's late but Belle and I need your help with something. Can you come to my room?
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Yeah, of course. I'll be there soon.
[ By "soon," really, he just means less than five minutes while he pulls on his jeans and shoes, and then he knocks on her door softly. ]
Hey, it's me.
[ Not that she'd probably be expecting anyone else... ]
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Belle, this is Henry Mills. Henry, this is Belle.
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Nice to see you, both of you. So...what can I help with?
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We were wondering what you could tell us about the Dark One.
[Which she knows might be a sensitive topic, but she's always been one who thinks it's better to just jump into it.]
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[ There's...more to say, but it's possibly heavy enough that he wants to give them a chance to respond before launching into the rest, and what he knows and remembers about his grandfather. ]
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[And that's not what they want to do in this instance to begin with - they want to find Gold, not kill him.]
How would someone find out if they were the Dark One? Is there somewhere they would go or look or a ritual or something?
[Magic is not her forte. She's just spitballing. She is also dubious of the True Love's Kiss option but she's not really one for fairy tales. In her experience, they rarely ever come true.]
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