on libraries...

[finedprint]

That library? Is hardly a gesture warranting such skepticism.

So careful, dearie. One might begin to think you doubt a man's capacity for improvement. 

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[sacrificial]

Library? [she likes libraries]

[finedprint]

[ the irritation is...slightly displaced ]

The abandoned library will be in need of a new name, it seems.

[sacrificial]

[Raising her eyebrows at him. Wow rood] I was asking for more information, not an attitude.

You may have a while to go with your efforts at self-improvement.

[finedprint]

[ two eyebrows at that. He was being polite. Sort of. ]

And it seems my...less than hospitable mood has affected my manners.

[ he smiles ]

The library will be under more polite management. Should a library be the desired source of information.

[forebears]

You gave someone a library? [this is ringing disturbing bells for him.

heh. belles.]

[finedprint]

Furthered inquiries. Giving implies that it was serviceable.

[forebears]

Nothing but the best for the object of your affections? [His tone is dry, but curious. Maybe giving libraries is a thing in some other world??]

[finedprint]

[ he side-eyes him for a moment, suspicion evident ]

More a case of helping the affection find the best.

[loveislayered]

One step at a time, Rumple.

[finedprint]

[a tight, sad smile ]

Of course.

[ he forces a grin ]

Still. An improvement from the two taken backward, as the young miss so kindly sees fit to remind me.

[loveislayered]

The library was a very heartfelt token, but you being truthful with me is....

[She tries to smile, but it seems a bit strained]

If you could be open and honest with me, I think there's a possibility we could make things work, but for now I just need some space. I need to make a life of my own here.

[finedprint]

[ he wants to say that he could do it, for her. but he's a coward, and cowards avoid promises such as those ]

It wasn't my intention to stop you from having one. [ a twitch of a grin ] Though intent is meaningless.

[bearnecessities]

Men can hardly be counted on for improvement.

[finedprint]

Improvement, I find, is a word so often left to interpretation, Miss-?

[bearnecessities]

And often the interpretation is left up to the men who seek to "better themselves", as it were. [A pause, and then a sniff.] Belle.

[finedprint]

[ a chuckle, he's amused ] And, it seems, the women who wish to criticize them.

[ the amusement fades slightly, replaced by an almost calculating look ]

That's a lovely name.

[idkworldruler]

A person should always doubt a man's capacity to improve.

[finedprint]

You won't find an argument there. But such doubts are best kept silently instead of voiced at every ample opportunity, or a man's capacity for patience is tested as well.

[idkworldruler]

Well boo hoo for that man, then.

[swanprincess]

Improvement? From you?

Oh, this ought to be good.

[finedprint]

I pride myself on my entertainment value, Sheriff Swann.

[ a dark smirk crosses his face ]

Enjoying your holiday?

[swanprincess]

You mean to the world you helped destroy?

[Emma may look a little annoyed now, arms crossed.]

I'm loving it. It's not everyday that you're almost killed by ogres, after all. [You see that deadpan look? Sarcasm oozing from her words? Yeah. Enjoy that.]

spams forever

[rebelleious]

There's a library? [look you get to tell her about it again it's like the gift that keeps on giving rumple]

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaw yeah /o/

[finedprint]

[ Gold is deciding he might have finally found something positive about the whole...never constant memory thing ]

Yes, in Storybrooke.

[ a smile ]

You managed to secure it for yourself in an astoundingly short amount of time.

\o\\o//o/

[rebelleious]

I did, did I? [She knows you.]