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Post by Rumpelstiltskin/Mr. Gold on Sept 23, 2012 15:08:51 GMT -7
Rumple heard her words, at them he decided not to press his luck to say anything as he just used magic, to take them back it would be simpler & also not mean he would have to drag her back all the way, that they had come or at least that she had. Only once they got to the castle did he loosen his hold, though he was there encase she could not stand at the start, though he could not say how her body would reacted to the trip so he would just have to wait.
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Post by Belle/Lacey Gold on Sept 23, 2012 17:21:41 GMT -7
Belle said nothing as he took her back to the castle. When they arrived and he had moved to release her, Belle pulled her arm away slowly. This type of travel still bothered her body but she was trying not to show it. Belle walked away from him a little unbalanced but not speaking to him. She moved through the dinning room and then continued onto the kitchen where she opened the back door and then sat slowly on the back steps. She sighed and then folded her arms, rested them on her knees and lowered her head to her arms. "A slave..." She whispered to herself. He saw her as nothing more.
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Post by Rumpelstiltskin/Mr. Gold on Sept 23, 2012 17:30:19 GMT -7
Rumple watched her leave, his sight he did not fallow in place of that he moved to take a seat in his chair to enjoy his time if there was such a thing, that could happen to him. He did not expect Belle back any time soon, the first time she traveled by magic she was not up to work the next day he had to think that, it could be the case again that is should he not press the matter. So for now he waited enjoying the silents, though that finally got to him so he rose & moved to his spinning wheel to seat down deciding that to spin would be perhaps better then seating & doing nothing.
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Post by Belle/Lacey Gold on Sept 23, 2012 19:36:24 GMT -7
Belle stayed where she was for a long time. In fact until the sun started to set. It was dinner time. She stood and then stretched lightly before turning and reentering the kitchen. She got to work preparing his dinner and then when it was ready, Belle set her own aside and placing his on a tray with tea, she carried it out into the spinning room and placed it on the table at his place. "Dinner." She told him in a soft voice and then left the room once more. She returned to the kitchen where she ate leaning against a counter. It was nearly an hour before she returned to the sitting room to gather his dishes so she could wash them and put them away. Belle entered the room silently keeping her eyes down. Not really wanting to look at him. Not speaking. Not the same Belle she had been before.
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Post by Rumpelstiltskin/Mr. Gold on Sept 23, 2012 20:01:31 GMT -7
Rumple did not miss the difference in the air, when Belle came in with dinner he would have to of been blind to miss it, but he was not really sure he could fix it, one thing being human & cursed, both sides did not want to come off weak & two he could not say he knew what or all that he said to wound her so it was hard to fix as well.
He did rise to eat, though it felt more like the silent treatment then anything & he did not like it, now so less then when he brought her here to his home. He watched her collect the dishes, though she was acting different & he was starting to have a growing idea why, for the way she acted was pointing in that direction.
He would work to mend the fence with her or what could be, if anything it was he just could not do it so openly, so perhaps with books or that, he would find away in his own way to do it any how. He was at his chair, when Belle came in his eyes feel on her before he spoke "Tell me Belle, is something interesting on the floor or have I really because the hideous beast, that you just will not look at?"
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Post by Belle/Lacey Gold on Sept 23, 2012 20:36:25 GMT -7
"Tell me Belle, is something interesting on the floor or have I really become the hideous beast, that you just will not look at?" She heard him ask and Belle paused. Did he really expect an answer to that question? How was she supposed to answer? To tell him that yes, in her mind right now he was a beast.
"Of course not." She finally replied in the same tone she had used before. She had been thinking in her time in the kitchen and on the back stairs. She had spent her time here letting herself think that there was something growing between them. He had put her in her place today. And she was not going to leave it again. It only allowed her to get hurt.
"If you need nothing else right now..." She told him as a half question and then turned now and moved to leave the room once more. She would take care of the dishes, get one of her old books, Sit where there was enough light and read until he needed her. She had shifted her eyes back down to the floor again. Belle's heart was heavy and her mind strangely clear. As if she had woken from a dream.
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Post by Rumpelstiltskin/Mr. Gold on Sept 23, 2012 21:38:27 GMT -7
Of course her actions spoke loader then her words "Of course not, yet you still do not look at me, your actions speak loader then words" He could not blame her he was a beast, his actions proved it one that was heartless & unfeeling, yet with her she awoke something in him he just could not say it. With her last words he thought to say nothing, he could let he leave for there was not since fighting with her, perhaps giving her space would help, then trying to fix everything that happened. Yet, he did not as he though -Your forgivness- but he spoke "I do not need anything else" Of course he still wanted her to look at him, but that was wishing & getting nothing
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Post by Belle/Lacey Gold on Sept 23, 2012 21:49:55 GMT -7
Belle nodded and then left with the tray. Of course it did not take long for her to clean up and then she went to her room where she took up on of her books and then stood trying to decide where to go. Some place were there was light. It was dark outside, her first thought, and a candle would not stay lit out there. She did not want to bother him. So she slowly made her way back down the stone steps. There were torches in the hallways. They gave off a lot of light. Belle suddenly decided.. She moved back towards the front entrance. Torches were along the walls here too and there were two stuffed high backed chairs across from the door. Belle sank into one of these chairs without a sound and opened her book. She soon lost herself in the familiar story about a pheasant girl and a prince. She had no idea how long she sat there but the hours passed by. She had not told Rumple where she was going so she did not know if he knew where she was or not.
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Post by Rumpelstiltskin/Mr. Gold on Sept 23, 2012 22:06:09 GMT -7
Rumple watched her leave, he once more rose before going back to spinning he needed to think of something else he had to forget her, something to so simple she had fused to him & he knew now even with trying to forget he would not, after some time he rose before deciding he had to do something to show some form of sorry with out saying it. He moved over to a chest that held different things, it was only when he came to one item that he though it might start the heal, not that she ever would, bit perhaps it would help her feel more at home in some way. It was a hand mirror like many, but unlike those the queen could see threw it was guarded against such things, it only bent to the holders command & rule, it was just how to give it to her, with out being spotted he would do it later to night, he just hopped that she did not break it in her haste. He wrote out a quick note in an elegant hand, something he had learned to do after becoming the dark one. With that he put it in a box with a lid, before rising to go look for Belle to see where she was, of course he should of know how to find her, she was with a book in hand, something he was to use to, but he said nothing as he watched her a bit, even with the deadly quilted it was better then her running out of his sight.
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Post by Belle/Lacey Gold on Sept 25, 2012 16:37:02 GMT -7
Belle could feel eyes on her before she even looked up. It did not take a rocket scientist to figure out who it was. She had moved in the chair so that her legs were tucked in the chair beside her and she leaned on one of the arm rests. Her dress cascaded down the front of the chair in front of her and her hair rested over one shoulder. Inwardly, she sighed and then slowly looked up and down the hallway towards him for only a split moment before dropping them to the floor. Belle unfolded herself from the chair now and placing the book down, she stood. "Is there something you need?" She asked politely. Belle was just sad that was all. She felt insecure.
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Post by Rumpelstiltskin/Mr. Gold on Sept 25, 2012 16:55:56 GMT -7
Rumple watched her at her words he smirked "Did I ask for anything?" He looked at her before he spoke again "What is your book about?" He was working to get her to talk with out saying it, though for all he knew this would be the only way he would be getting her to speak. He watched her hopping she would answer, even with it growing later he wanted to feel to some degree she was not going to give him the cold shoulder starting now.
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Post by Belle/Lacey Gold on Sept 25, 2012 18:01:00 GMT -7
"Did I ask for anything?" He asked her and Belle blushed as she looked down. "No." She whispered and shook her head. She felt uncomfortable. "What is your book about?" He asked and Belle glanced at the book and then picked it up. Why was he asking? Belle did not think he really cared. "It's just about a Princess and his Princess..." She said softly. "I don't think you would like it."
Belle started towards him and then when she reached the door to the spinning room, she turned in. On the table was still the rose he had given her so long ago. It was dying. Belle took up the vase after placing the book on the table. She took the rose and put it on the table beside the rose. She said nothing during this but she would keep the flower and press it in a book. Belle took the vase to the kitchen, emptied and cleaned it then reentered the spinning room. She went to the large cabinet and opened it putting the vase away inside.
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Post by Rumpelstiltskin/Mr. Gold on Sept 25, 2012 18:17:54 GMT -7
Rumple heard her first words, though he did not miss her answer to his question, his eyes narrowed a bit..why did she just not slap him, would of be all the same "Of course" He could see to clearly she would not be speaking to him, any time soon perhaps he could find a deal to leave, to give her space & making it where she did not have to speak or deal with him, he was sure he could find deals to be made, if he choose to. He felt guilt & sorrow, but he said & did nothing, he was a beast after all one that should not feel, at least not as he did, he would not find love, for it was something he could never have, after all who could love a beast?
He did not miss as Belle passed him, he did not stop her or say a word, though when she left to head for the kitchen, he though she was not coming back, the only reason he returned to spin, his soul should feel nothing, but it did though he was still the coward fearful to say anything to Belle. When she entered, he could not say he was surprised he had looked up form his spinning, though it only dawned on him now her book was on the table & with it he knew that it was the book she came for & not his company.
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Post by Belle/Lacey Gold on Sept 25, 2012 19:24:02 GMT -7
Belle had closed the door to the cabinet and stood there facing the glass for a long moment before she spoke. "I am not a servant." She told him now. Belle voice was not loud but it was steady. "I am a Princess. One who came here to live with you as thanks to you helping my father. To fulfill the deal."
She turned towards him now. "I agreed to take care of you. I clean your home and clothes and cook your food and I have done that. But you have no right to call me a servant." She was angry and that was clear in her eyes. She stepped towards him now.
"When we first met at my fathers party, you asked me for a kiss. And then there was more in the study. And now you hardly even touch me." She took up her book and now threw it at him. It was done in anger of course. Otherwise she would never have done it. "If you don't like me then fine." She growled now as the book hit his shoulder with a thump. "But then stop playing games with me!"
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Post by Rumpelstiltskin/Mr. Gold on Sept 25, 2012 19:40:23 GMT -7
Rumple heard her words, his spinning stopped as he listened well he did say he wanted her to speak to him, though her being pissed at him perhaps not the best. He saw her threw the book, he was not fast enough to get out of its path as it hit him in the shoulder, though he was quickly up looking at Belle there was a look of something, but it was unread able as he smirked he had a look like one that loved a good chase so to speak, he started steeped closer in her direction before bolting into a run at her, she would ether hold her ground or run, he did not care of the two ether way he would have her in his arms & be kissing her.
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