new voice, test, oh god what is this even

[thepriceofgold]

Well that was rather expected of you. Faced with the daunting proposition of capturing the essence of a fairy tale or a businessman like myself, it's not hard to guess which of us might make it. Don't misunderstand. Freedom is something that is indeed of great value to me.

But you've neglected to take into account that I can offer you much more were I...complete.

[ He shifts his weight on his cane in emphasis. ]

Yet, for all that I am as ever a man of my word. You'll have your fun, dearie, provided I'm given a suitable home and the comforts I desire. As for what I want in return?

Well. Let's just say you'll owe me one.

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[priceofgold]

Uncertainty? [obligatory maniacal giggle happening now] My my my, I hardly think so.

[He circles around his modern self with a conspiratorial tilt of his head.]

Think about it for a while and another option may occur to you. Why should we have to make a choice?

[thepriceofgold]

[ He stands his ground, leaning slightly against that cane of his, watching his own long-forgotten likeness traipsing about him. The other must be taking delight in this. ]

Why would I ever consent to fulfilling someone else's desires?

Because we had a deal. My freedom for...a certain measure of cooperation.

[priceofgold]

[An exaggerated flourish of his hand illustrates his response, which is jovial to the point of being sing-song.] Far be it from me to be critical of myself... [With a fluid movement he leans closer, baring his teeth in a sinister grimace.] I think you could have done a bit better than that.

[thepriceofgold]

[ Anyone else, that visage would terrify. To Gold it's no more frightening than looking into a mirror. He smiles quietly, confident. ]

In the short-term, perhaps. I could have easily struck a bargain for the full use of my abilities.

Of course, had I done so my choices for new homes would have been somewhat more limited. There is always an opportunity after establishing myself to reclaim what's mine.