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[portaljumper]

I'm bored. Let's do something. Anything. I can go anywhere, find anything.

Why am I sitting around here?

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[thepriceofgold]

Even men with nothing to lose have something they hold dear. I don't make the rules, dearie.

Well. Except when I do.

[ There's a thin giggle, almost to himself. ]

[portaljumper]

If the chance is worth the risk, why let the what ifs and coulds hold you back? Too many are afraid of living. Why they hire men like me to do it for them.

Present company excluded, of course.

[thepriceofgold]

[ Sassy as ever, aren't we. Few have brass enough to insinuate Rumple's a coward to his face...well, and live. ]

Is that what you seek, then?

[ His hands gesture in a flourish. ]

The thrill of a life on the edge, beholden to none but yourself?

[portaljumper]

[It was the knowledge that he was needed that let him speak as he wanted, taking chances because he knew he was a needed commodity.]

It does add vitality to life. Everyone else does what they must. I do what I will. If you’re not finding a thrill, what’s the point?