...I hear a swan.
My silence, my peaceful quiet, the comfortable emptiness is filled. Voices.
Whispers. Nudging the edges of the emptiness they are contained in. But it's not wrong. It's not uncomfortable. It's like a jacket perfectly measured to fit. Like a second skin, almost an armor..
I had been on autopilot the entire way home. That explains why I'm still in my suit. I'd gotten lost in the sensation of awareness, more than that, I feel it.
My dagger.
As terribly disconcerting as it is to claim that thing, it does have my name on it.
Now that the swan is home plans-Everything is going to move again. No more of the stale memory we were left to wander. The queen..hmm. I can't leave my soul out on the counter. It would be awkward to drive back to my shop now but it would be deathly for someone to get their hands on my soul. Dear..this..this is quite the rush. If I'm not careful I could spoil the play!..
Ahem.
This curse gave me back the body I once had. More or less.
With the technology of this world I was able to have my leg fixed, as well as it could be. An injury from the war you could say... I reach my shop, I'll grab just the dagger, the box would make it easier to find. As soon as my fingers touch the blade I feel the grip, I did not miss this feeling. I can't let that distract me.
Where to burry it.. Where~where~where...
Somewhere expected and discarded. Close, easy, stupid, Rumplestiltskin would never be so stupid~ He wouldn't burry it so close to home~~
..In the garden then.
This body doesn't afford me the energy to do this all in one go. I got dirt all over my suit..oh dear. I'll deal with that later. I have to make the rest of the garden look like the spot where the dagger is.. This could tip her off. When she askes-Nheheheh~I'll tell her exactly where it is and she'll think i'm lyyyyiiing~
...I should strive not to let things like that slip out.
The cinderella broke into my shop.
I'm a bit worried I walked in after she had already left and..I certainly could have. This has swan all over it. Idiotic belief in fallowing your heart and all.
"-Mr. Gold?" The sheriff sounds worried. He did just tell me I've been robbed..
"You can leave now, I'll deal with it. Don't worry sheriff." I can hear his breathing pick up, I wonder if I'll give him an early death? I'll..Why don't I ask the swan if she knows where the cinderella is?
This Snow is far more alike to disney's Snow White, I won't deny Finding pleasure in her fear. Fear makes for ill thought out decisions. Like when we got the dagger..
..As expected Snow refuses to answer the door. Mrs. Swan opens the door instead, "Gold..what are you doing here?" playing dumb are we? "I'm sure you've heard what happened to my shop, I was informed she had recently made a connection with you. I would appreciate if you could call me when you find her?" The swan eyes me longer than necessary, looking for something, my soul?
heheh, ya won't find it there dearie~
..Ultimately I look away first, if I were to guess, Mrs. Boyd is going to pop soon. She won't have the mind or time to leave town. An easy win.
Easy..The swan beat me to it, this gives me another more entertaining opportunity. Swan knows it too.
Heheh~ I give her the baby and she gives me her word. Someone got the short end of the deal and it wasn't me~ .."Gold."
Ah, I knew I'd forgotten something.
Dear, dear, Regina, the mayor. "Regina, what a surprise to see you here. Me and Mrs. Swan were just settling something-" She nearly lunges at me, "What do you think you're doing?" her tone gives away her volcanic rage. Who had anger issues?
I blink befuddled, "Madam Mayor, I don't know what you're trying to say. I was doing business." She clenches her fists, her rage is nearing the surface, she swiftly turns away. She has to keep up appearances. Can't throw a fit out in public. I would know....
Henry watches from afar.
