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Post by peterpan on Nov 18, 2012 9:11:39 GMT -7
Peter laughed as he kept making passes at Rumple. Seeing how nothing was really happening and Rumple didn't seem to really want to fight Peter decided to have some fun. Taking the flat side of his dagger he swung his arm back and hit the rump of the horse, the slap sent a cracking noise through the air. Peter knew that one had to hurt, and if it really was a horse, he wouldn't be surprised if it ran off and never came back.
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Post by Rumpelstiltskin/Mr. Gold on Nov 18, 2012 9:22:39 GMT -7
Rumple saw Peters actions though as his horse took off he moved out of the way before his focus came to Peter again "I see you would be really nothing, if you could not fly" He giggled at the though of the idea, he would get a moment to hit Peter with sword he would not be made a fool of & he would put, the boy in his place Rumple waited now he was ready to take away Peters way to fly, if by to toy with him more so ten before.
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Post by peterpan on Nov 18, 2012 9:27:36 GMT -7
Peter watched the horse run off, and he grinned. Laughing he turned to Rumple, a grin on his face he boasted, his chest puffed out, "ha! The cleverness of me!"
Peter pointed his dagger at Rumple, "you afraid old man to face me one on one?" Peter landed on the ground. He was quick on his feet naturally. And seeing how Rumple was the size he was it would be rather even.
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Post by Rumpelstiltskin/Mr. Gold on Nov 18, 2012 9:36:51 GMT -7
Rumple heard Peters words "You mean the cowardness of you?" He watched Peter "Not afraid of you boy" He watched Peter land, of course like Peter Rumple was fast he had to be other wise he would be dead. "You really think it wise to cross blades with my young pup?" He giggle lightly "You have meet you match, you would do well to walk away now why you still can"
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Post by peterpan on Nov 18, 2012 9:51:12 GMT -7
Why would Rumple want him to walk away if he had meet his own match then as well? One couldn't match alone...they both had to. That meant that Peter was the greatest! Peter glowed, laughing. "Walk away? Never!"
Peter laughed, ready for anything and most of all winning. Which of course was a given. He danced around singing, "coward, coward, alone, old, coward...!"
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Post by Rumpelstiltskin/Mr. Gold on Nov 18, 2012 10:14:54 GMT -7
Rumple heard Peters words of course his last did not help him at all, Rumple made his move waiting for an opening to apper & he struck, he moved to make a head blow that maybe would not kill Peter, but it would hurt & likly injure him so that he would have trouble with the fight. Of course even as he attacked he readyed for a counter one, if it came so that he could deal with it he would sniff out the boys flame to such a point he would be begging, really begging to be spaired.
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Post by peterpan on Nov 18, 2012 10:27:53 GMT -7
Peter laughed and seeing an opening he moved in to attack. However at the same time he knew he would get the end of the blow that Rumple was giving, and the sword hit him slightly on the forehead. Peter ignored the tiny amount of blood that was running down his face.
Still grinning and laughing Peter made a move to cut Rumple across the wrist of his sword hand. With a quick flick of his wrist Peter had aimed for his target. While at the same time moving to kick Rumple in the chest so he could send Rumple flying. The little man flying! What an idea!
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Post by Rumpelstiltskin/Mr. Gold on Nov 18, 2012 10:36:59 GMT -7
Rumple giggled as he made contacted with Peter even if it did not finish him off, as Peter made to attack Rumple moved his hand out of the way & then was to steep back to avoid Peter's kick though he id make some contacted it was not enogh to stop Rumple as he made another move to attack though this time he acted like he was aiming for one place before swinging around to go for another.
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Post by peterpan on Nov 18, 2012 10:51:51 GMT -7
Peter couldn't help but dislike this fight, the unfimilar surroundings, the annoying little man, and he had stubbornly gotten himself into not flying, which greatly hindered his abilites. In short, when out of Neverland he wasn't as good as he usually was. Plus, there was no one to show off too. What good was there in fighting if there was no else watching or to save?
With these thoughts floating around in Peters mind, his happiness level lowered, and so did his skill. And he was surprised at Rumples next attack....
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Post by Rumpelstiltskin/Mr. Gold on Nov 18, 2012 11:02:04 GMT -7
Of course unlike Peter even if it was not know, Rumple did not need anyone to show off to when it came to a fight, after his life before becoming the dark one well, he was always eager to put people in there place or that though them self's better then him in his old life. Of course few now dared to try anything against him, fearful that he would do something to him. Rumple moved like in a dance with fighting Peter, though his next move was a waited one for an opening he moved to once more make a move to attack one area, before he moved to sweep the legs, fallowed by a quick attack for a blow to Peter.
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Post by peterpan on Nov 18, 2012 11:23:17 GMT -7
Peter fell to the ground, and with the next blow to the head, he struggled to get up. He kicked his legs in frustration, but he was too upset and couldn't think of anything happy, thus not allowing him to fly. He tried to grab onto thoughts of Neverland but they seemed so far away. "You...you..." but Peter was at a loss for words.
No, he was not going to lose to this little man, not if it was the last thing he did. But everything around him seemed so gloomy and just didn't know what to do. What reason did he have for fighting?
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Post by Rumpelstiltskin/Mr. Gold on Nov 18, 2012 11:30:59 GMT -7
Rumple had the boy on the ground of course he giggle at the idea, the boy was a fool to think he could best him alone, Rumple was the best becouse well he was good becouse he had nothing to lose, not any more so that was a danger for him. A moment flashed on if he would do this take a childs life, yet then again the boy really would not be a boy now would he, not any more Rumple desided this had to end he moved swing his sword & driving it right beside Peters head as if to make a point, though he douted the boy would even notice.
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Post by Tinkerbell/Rebecca King on Nov 18, 2012 11:46:12 GMT -7
Tinkerbell was flying around, and she saw Peter laying on the ground. She face palmed and flew as fast as she could. "Peter pan I am so going to kill you when we get home" she said flying around him using her fairy dust. "And you! You better -insert various fairy swears here- leave him alone or else I'll get the croc to eat you !" She yelled at Rumple "pick on someone your own size!"
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Post by Rumpelstiltskin/Mr. Gold on Nov 18, 2012 11:51:03 GMT -7
Rumple heard Tinks words he looked at her, his sword forgotten where it was at the momnet "He picked the fight with me, so lets not play games as for the croc, to what one do you speak of for I did not know there where two" Of course he could not say there was not two, though he was one of them since Hook called him a croc before hand becouse of his look, so he waited for Tinks words.
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Post by peterpan on Nov 18, 2012 11:58:19 GMT -7
The sword came down next to Peter's head and for some odd reason he knew Rumple wouldn't kill him, not this way at least. Rumor had it that he had a son, so maybe it was Peter's own age. But what did it matter?
Peter immediatly knew Tink was around before he could see her. He managed to sit up and a grin spread across his face. "Tink!" After getting the fairy dust and the new burst of happiness, Peter flew up off the ground so that he was looking down at Rumple, but still close to both Rumple and Tink. "Hey! Don't start changing the story around! You picked a fight with me you old skin bag!" Peter crossed his arms over his chest, anger rising up in him, but also excitement.
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