Behind Closed Doors | KoL (
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knightsoflegend2015-10-25 01:36 pm
glastonbury ♔ they came snapping at your heels
WHO || Faye, Lila, Gold? [closed]
WHAT || Faye finally has a clue to Gold's location, and goes to confront him about his absence
WHERE || Glastonbury, England
WHEN || After this
HOW || Actionspam
[ Gold's been gone now for long enough to leave most people assuming that he isn't going to come back. Driven off by confirmation that he was, in fact, the Dark One from the Enchanted Forest by Gaston and Emma, the only indication that he's even alive came in a dream delivered to Belle, where he admitted that he was looking to understand more about this Dark One, perhaps seeking a way to refute the claims of the others. Plenty of people are worried, however, about what direction his search might take him. Others, however, are just plain pissed that he would abandon them without a word - and it's that anger that drove Faye to ally with GLADOS to discover that he was in Glastonbury, and with Lila's help enlist Zero to pinpoint his exact last known whereabouts, at a shitty motel. Together, the girls take a car and head out, hoping to find him once and for all.
There's only one car in the lot when they pull in, the VACANCY sign flashing forlornly above the office door. No lights are visible in any of the rooms, but a COKE machine provides some illumination, along with the lone pair of streetlamps that dully lighten the parking lot. ]


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the doors are locked. ]
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the printouts seem to be basic internet research, all on a theme, talking about 'corruption' and 'taint'. ]
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[Between her bad feeling and the research she's not excited.]
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out through the woods they go, following a narrow track that winds through them. the eeriness of the place only intensifies as they get deeper within among the skeletal looking trees. they actually have to make will saves (DC 20) or be shaken as they continue on. anything less than a 10 would stop them dead in their tracks.
a wisdom check of 17+ would be enough to catch that even though they can hear the faint rustling of leaves around them everywhere, they feel no wind whatsoever. ]
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she glances around as they walk, noting the lack of wind. (wis 22) that's weird, like odd nightmare physics weird. maybe it's a spell??? (spellcraft 38) ]
If we get killed for Gold, I swear to every single god I will personally murder you.
[ don't... try to logic that. ]
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they finally come across a small clearing ahead, where there is, indeed, a creepy overgrown well that seems to have branches snaking into it off from all the trees around it... all of which have entirely blackened trunks, whose bark seems to be twisted into nightmarish visages of screaming faces, when glanced at.
a figure stands with his back to them... the familiar suited outline of gold, his cane in one hand, his other gripping the edge of the well as he looks it over. ]
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As they find the clearing and she spots what looks like Gold, Faye is her usual impulsive self. Taking a few steps forward ahead of Lila, she just... calls out to him.]
Gold!
[Yes, this is the best plan]
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Faye? [he glances at lila and somehow the sight of her confirms this must be real because why would he hallucinate lila.] Ms. Zacharov. What are you two doing out here?
[there's a mildly dad-ish tone to his voice. which is hilarious considering he is and always will be a terrible dad.]
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Funny, I was just about to ask you the same thing. What the fucking hell are you doing out here?
[She mad]
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[he p much assumes the whole thing was castlewide news... after a point, one does have to wonder if everyone were waiting for him to snap one day.]
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[And even then, will she really understand or just set him on fire? Who knows tbh]
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[he stares at them, still positioned in frpnt of the well as if he's shielding the girls from it or just unwilling to move forward.]
Emma told Belle that I was... something called the Dark One. And I imagine it never fazed her much until I met the man she was... [a disgusted pause] married to on the other side of the Veil. The moment he met me, he accused me of corrupting Belle's mind... Said that I'd kidnapped her before I came here. I couldn't prove I didn't do any of that and Belle... She now had Emma's word and his.
I couldn't go back to the castle... I couldn't stand before Wynn and claim my word meant more than Emma's, when I know I am not what one might call a good man. I could very well be this... Dark One.
Until I knew for certain... I had to leave. And it was better I not be followed, in case....
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[ fucking peasant. ]
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We-- [Well, no. She's not dragging Lila into all of this.] I could have helped you. I would have- [She cuts herself off, shaking her head violently, as if she can shake off the hurt and the anger.]
What is it your looking for out here? If you wanted to keep from going dark, I think you've taken a really wrong turn.
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And as far as guilt is concerned, I was guilty-perhaps not of that but of enough that could paint a rather vile portrait. I'm not above using magic to get what I want. I couldn't even trust myself enough not to kill Gaston myself if left to my own devices.
[he looks behind him.] This isn't about not going dark. This is about proving whether or not I, myself, am just as tainted as this well.
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