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Post by "Mad" Hatter/Jefferson March on Oct 15, 2012 11:09:47 GMT -5
Upon freeing a confused Belle from 28 years of being locked away in Her Psych Ward prision, Jefferson told the young woman where she needed o go and just what it was she was to say. He was then on his on way back home when It hit. He was knocked to the concrete rather roughly, the wind knocked out of him.
When Jefferson gathered his barings, he blinked. The thought...the voices in his head had.....silenced? He slowly stood and looked around. After all these years......?
Did Emma Swan finally .....?
Grace! He had to find Grace!!
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Post by Belle/Lacey on Nov 6, 2012 23:49:02 GMT -5
Belle was frightened and confused, but more than happy to leave her damp, cold, confined room in the basement of the hospital. Where she had spent more time than, she could even remember with all the drugs she felt as if she had been there for 30 years. She quickly ran down the hall. She reached a heavy metal door and felt a cold breeze upon her face. Belle took no time to look around wanting to leave as soon as possible. Running into the empty streets of Storybrooke looking everywhere for Mr. Gold antique shop, where the man who opened her door had told her to go, where she would be safe.
Finally she reached the business with the Sign that hung above it saying Mr. Gold’s Antiques Belle took a huge deep breath and opened the door.
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Post by Rumplestiltskin/Mr. Gold on Nov 7, 2012 11:37:49 GMT -5
The door of his shop jingled. Not for the first time, and not for the last, the pawnshop owner wondered why he even bothered with the 'closed' sign.
"I'm closed," Mr Gold said, not looking up.
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Post by Belle/Lacey on Nov 7, 2012 12:04:28 GMT -5
Belle was cautious as she walked into the shop a man stood behind a counter preoccupied by something in front of him “Hello” Belle said her voice shaking from not being used.
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Post by Rumplestiltskin/Mr. Gold on Nov 7, 2012 16:33:15 GMT -5
"May I help-" he looked up, and trailed off.
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Post by Belle/Lacey on Nov 7, 2012 17:37:34 GMT -5
Belle took a deep breath and spoke “I was told to find you, and tell you Regina locked me up…” Belle stopped to catch his look trying to figure out emotion she saw in his eyes what she saw slightly alarmed her. Belle’s voice shook with every word “ I was told you would protect me.”
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Post by Rumplestiltskin/Mr. Gold on Nov 7, 2012 23:46:43 GMT -5
He took a slow step out from behind the counter, walking hesitantly towards her.
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Post by Belle/Lacey on Nov 8, 2012 13:07:17 GMT -5
Belle was alarmed at the look he gave her, but she let him come to her. After being locked away for so long, it was nice to just talk to another person even if the man looked as if her face brought him close to tears. Belle took a gulp of air and waited for the man to speak.
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Post by Rumplestiltskin/Mr. Gold on Nov 8, 2012 20:10:02 GMT -5
"Belle?..." he whispered
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Post by Belle/Lacey on Nov 8, 2012 20:35:06 GMT -5
“Um yes, I’m sorry do I know you?” Belle asked her voice barely above a whisper.
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Post by Rumplestiltskin/Mr. Gold on Nov 8, 2012 20:49:52 GMT -5
"No..." he said softly, and he smiled. "But you will..."
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Post by Belle/Lacey on Nov 8, 2012 21:16:45 GMT -5
Belle was surprised at Mr. Gold’s strange words but shook them off, she was relieved he wasn't going to throw her into the street maybe the strange man who saved her was right maybe she was in the right place for help. Belle waited for him to speak again.
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Post by Rumplestiltskin/Mr. Gold on Nov 8, 2012 23:36:14 GMT -5
He took her hands in his and studied her.
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Post by Belle/Lacey on Nov 9, 2012 13:15:11 GMT -5
Belle looked into his eyes trying still to figure out, why this man looked at her with so much emotion and his strange words confused her. Would he help her? And what should she do now? Belle had no idea
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Post by Rumplestiltskin/Mr. Gold on Nov 11, 2012 23:31:47 GMT -5
He suddenly embraced her tightly
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