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Post by The Pied Piper/Oliver Piper on Jun 22, 2012 2:53:06 GMT -5
Oliver blinked. He had never seen such a puzzle box... What treasure could it be....? No....he couldn't touch it. It was in Gold's shop. What if he broke it? Still, something within him was being pulled. He placed the box on Gold's counter and began to work the puzzle...
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Post by Sorceress Calisto/Cally Rose on Jun 22, 2012 3:07:13 GMT -5
After about 15 minutes of working on the box there was a loud sound of a click, but nothing other then that happened.
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Post by Rumplestiltskin/Mr. Gold on Jun 24, 2012 22:28:23 GMT -5
"Mr Piper?" Mr. Gold returned with the flute case, "I've fixed it up as much as I can. Anything better, and you'd need to go to someone who specializes in musical instruments."
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Post by The Pied Piper/Oliver Piper on Jun 25, 2012 0:30:46 GMT -5
"Thank you so much Mr. Gold. "I'm sure you did a fine job. How much do I owe you?" As Oliver spoke, his hands went back to the puzzle box he had been working on. The teacher took his flute back and placed the case in his jacket pocket before placing his fingers back on the 'removable' and movable pieces of the box.
"Say...where did you get this? It's...addictive" he chuckled. carefully he moved some more pieces about and twisted others.
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Post by Rumplestiltskin/Mr. Gold on Jun 25, 2012 0:34:01 GMT -5
He gave him a price for the flute. "I'll have to check my records," he said, "Do you want to buy it?"
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Post by Sorceress Calisto/Cally Rose on Jun 25, 2012 0:44:21 GMT -5
Something inside the puzzle box clicked again, clearly whatever Oliver was doing he was doing right.
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Post by The Pied Piper/Oliver Piper on Jun 25, 2012 0:47:47 GMT -5
"If price is resonable, I think I could give it a good home" Oliver decided as he reached for his checkbook. "I don't splurge on myself nearly enough" he quipped. "But, I also don't get payed enough to just...splurge every other day either like some" he commented. "I'm lucky enough that you allow me to rent such a lovely apartment over near the school."
The box clicked again and he let out a delighted chuckle. "Second time!" he commented to the Dealer gleefully.
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Post by Rumplestiltskin/Mr. Gold on Jun 25, 2012 15:24:44 GMT -5
"Twenty-five dollars," he declared, "And it's yours."
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Post by The Pied Piper/Oliver Piper on Jun 25, 2012 16:13:34 GMT -5
Oliver wrote out the check for the flute restoration and paid the $25 in cash he had on hand. "There's only one I would trust with my flute" he told Gold. "And that is you."
Once he had payed the older man, he bid him good day and started back to Storybrook Medical.
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Post by Reaperess/Angelqiue DeMuerto on Jun 25, 2012 16:36:26 GMT -5
Angel was once again, cuddling to the Jane Done. She had dubbed "Sherry" For the time being. "..You don't say much do you?..Well of coarse not..Your sleeping..Hmm maybe you dead? No.." She looked at heart meteor.."Nope no flat lining..Oh that soo good heh!"
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Post by Sorceress Calisto/Cally Rose on Jun 25, 2012 16:44:52 GMT -5
The nurse walked in and saw the young lady there again…. “your back?” the nurse said coming up to the bed.
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Post by Reaperess/Angelqiue DeMuerto on Jun 25, 2012 16:47:09 GMT -5
Angel laughed. "I ever left fully...Maybe, to get a coffee.." As she held up ice coffee and her rainbow cake in a take out box. "But I returned..Oh! And I had drop off the file reports and such to the Undertaker...Besides that, I'm back.."
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Post by Sorceress Calisto/Cally Rose on Jun 25, 2012 16:53:07 GMT -5
The nurse nodded understanding.
“Well I have to work on her, stretch her muscles, flex them, it has to be done two to three times a day, you wont to help?” the nurse asked while she took one of the does lags and begin moving it around.
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Post by Reaperess/Angelqiue DeMuerto on Jun 25, 2012 16:56:08 GMT -5
"Yes, well...I better be heading out anyways...It seems. The Undertaker needs me. I am just slacking.." As she rolled out of bed. In cool demeter, down the hall. Like the spectator of death, they all treated she was..through out the town..
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Post by The Pied Piper/Oliver Piper on Jun 27, 2012 17:08:02 GMT -5
Oliver made his way back up to the Jane Doe's room. He hoped, that if anything had changed that it was for good. Box in hand and his own flute in his pocket, he greeted the nerses and doctors a he reached the Jane Doe's door.
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