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Post by rumple on Jan 6, 2015 2:13:47 GMT
Mr. Gold looked at himself in the mirror and tightened up the tie that was around his neck. It was a chilly day outside in January. But it was the beginning of the month. Which meant, it was time to collect the rent from the town's inhabitants. Thanks to the Queen's curse, his curse, and the deal that they made, he was the wealthiest man in town by far. Most of the townspeople were renting from him. And he was in the habit of letting people slide on their rent. Not unless they offered something to by some extra time. But today, he was in a relatively good mood. Business was going good. And everything was on track for the savior to come into town. He wasn't sure if it was next week or next year. But things just felt close. Smiling at himself in the mirror, he walked over to his door, grabbed the heavy coat, and placed it around his body.
Rumpel was wearing his normal attire. Nice, black dress shoes, a black suit made from Italian Silk, a dark red undershirt, and a slight brighter red tie. His cane was a black one with a silver handle. Secretly, he couldn't wait for the savior to come along so he could bring magic back. He couldn't wait to use it and fix his foot so he didn't have to be reminded of what he did so long ago every time he took a step. Walking into Granny's, he gave her a neutral greeting and she handed him her rent. "Thank you dearie. I can always count on you being on time." He said in almost a polite tone. Ruby was a little shocked at his tone. Sticking the wad of cash in his pocket, he headed nodded to Granny and left her hotel. His hotel. Smiling at himself, he continued to walk down the sidewalk. Eventually, he was going to walk near Regina's house.
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Post by regina on Jan 7, 2015 17:33:09 GMT
 Just let the words fall out
Regina Mills sat on her couch, having the day off from doing her work as the mayor. There couldn't be much that could go wrong with her out of the office, could there? She was currently sipping on her coffee, trying to come up with some sort of plan on what should be accomplished today. She tapped her fingers against the cup as she looked out the window at the chilly January day. As she finished her coffee, she seemed to come to a decision. Maybe she would go to the office today and do more paperwork and think about things from there.
That decision made, Regina stopped in her kitchen, dropping off the cup in the sink before going to her room and getting dressed. She looked in the mirror as she applied her make-up and fixed her hair before slipping on her shoes and grabbing her briefcase. She pulled her jacket out of the closet and slipped it on her shoulders before heading outside, inhaling when the nippy air hit her in the face. It was much colder than what she'd first realized.
Regina walked a couple of steps before she noticed Mr. Gold heading her direction and her pace slowed a bit as she remembered something that she wanted to talk to him about. A smile formed on her lips as she stepped out in front of him. "Mr. Gold. Just the person I wanted to see."
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Notes: Sorry it took longer than anticipated
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Post by rumple on Jan 7, 2015 19:57:09 GMT
Mr. Gold continued to walking down the street slowly. Thinking to himself about how things in the town seemed to be changing. He was rather pleased with the way things had been progressing. Sooner or later, the Savior would come into town and he would be able to get out of this damn town and start looking for his son. It wasn't until he got further onto the street before he realized where he was. He basically standing in front of Regina's house. The Queen. She was easy enough to manipulate. Much easier than Cora at least. There was a character he was glad that he didn't want to meet again. If he never saw Cora again, it would be too soon.
"Madame Mayor. You're looking rather lovely today." He said continuing to limp forward, walking past her. He really didn't have anything to say to her other than pleasantries. He figured if she really wanted to talk to him, she'd continue to walk along with him. But then, his curiosity got the better of him. Stopping in place, he turned around. "I apologize for my manners. My mind is a bit preoccupied. What can I do for you?" Mr. Gold said smiling. He knew that whatever Regina wanted was going to come with a price. Even if she just wanted to talk, wasting his time wasn't free either. Putting his weight on his cane, he leaned forward looking at Regina. They both knew that in this world, he still held more power than her. Some things never change.
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Post by regina on Jan 18, 2015 8:35:33 GMT
Just let the words fall out
Regina knew that if she were going to talk to Mr. Gold that she would have to spur it out soon before he got bored and decided to leave. She bounded down the steps to stand in front of him, her fingers laced together in front of her. The compliment that he'd paid her shocked her a little bit and she offered a small smile. "Thank you," she replied, unsure of how to continue this conversation.
Then Mr. Gold asked her what it was that she wanted to discuss with him, and it took Regina a moment to remember just what it was. "I was wondering what your plans were for this town," she started. She went to elaborate on what she meant to say, but she was curious to see what he would say to her on the matter. Even though she was mayor of the town, she damn well knew who was in charge here, and she needed to know what sort of plans the man had, and she hoped it didn't interfere with her own plans. She calmly waited a response.
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Post by rumple on Jan 19, 2015 7:01:37 GMT
The Queen said thank you. Well, well. Today was quiet different than normal. Mr. Gold smiled and said, "You're quiet welcome." It was a little unusual that the two of them were this civil with each other. Normally when they spoke, she came crashing into his shop and yelling at him. And he would play the innocent and naive businessman so she could go on believing that her, his, curse had succeeded in wiping his memory along with all of the other citizens of Storybrooke. But today was different. He figured that she had something she wanted to ask him. Everyone had something they wanted to ask him.
Mr. Gold made a questioning look with his eyes and tilted his head to the side. Resting his weight on his cane and leaning forward, he said, "Whatever do you mean?" He said in a questioning tone. He had started guessing at what she was trying to get at. She obviously wasn't interested in what Mr. Gold wanted to do with the town. Mr. Gold would just want to keep making money, buying up land, and leveraging more power of the citizens than the Mayor could. But she wanted to know what Rumpelstiltskin wanted to do. Had she figured it out yet? Doubtful. "I'm sorry Mayor Mills, I don't understand your question. I have no plans with the town. I might buy up some more land and raise the rent on some of my...least preferred tenants." He said pointing over his shoulder at the convent. Fairies...such distasteful tenants.
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