Voicetesting

[childofthemoon]

 Listen, I appreciate the interest, I really do. But one, you're not my type. And two, don't you think you should at least wait until the next episode before... oh, you already made the journal. Well, why would you ever listen to me, hm? 

Canonpoint undecided? Then it'll be next episode. I know you, and I know you will want to make sure it hurts real good. Kinky, but really, do we have to? The next episode looks intense, and it doesn't look all that good for me. I just want to help Granny with the diner and help get Storybrooke get sorted out so we can all have whatever life we'll choose in the end. Can we work with that for now? 

Ugh, who did I think I was talking to you. Wipe that smirk of your face, I'll have a few drinks on your tab while you weigh your options about me. 

Can we at least get me my cloak back before you toss me somewhere? I feel like that might actually be crucial, genius. 

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[kissmyboot]

Worry not! A cloak may be easily procured, dearie.

[childofthemoon]

[There go the crossed arms again.]

And who asked you?

[kissmyboot]

No one! I just believe that when there is a damsel in distress, offering help is the only thing to do.

[childofthemoon]

Yeah, well, I'm no damsel, Gold. Or Rumpelstiltskin, or whatever you go by these days. There are probably plenty of ways to get one that don't involve making deals with you. You just rely on those who have no option left.

[kissmyboot]

And how many options do you find yourself with?

[childofthemoon]

Right now? At least one that doesn't involve you, and that's a win, if you ask me.

[kissmyboot]

I do advocate cutting to the chase, but I'm certainly not offended being a back-up option, dearie.

[childofthemoon]

Dude, you're everyone's back-up option.

[And her grin falters. She... might actually regret having said that. Not because it was hurtful (it was so true), but because well, this was the Dark One, and she should really know better. Only having to deal with very-mortal-Gold had made everyone a little complacent.]

[kissmyboot]

[At first he's perplexed by the address of "Dude," but then she finishes that sentence and his smile turns sinister quickly. On a scale of angry to throwing a tantrum, it'd probably be better right about now if he had stopped smiling altogether. He steps closer to her.]

Yes, dearie, I am. But which would you prefer? Me? Or nothing?

[childofthemoon]

[Red takes a step back, and then another, just in case. Where's Charming if you need him, seriously.]

Well, I think... I think i'd prefer to go with option C. Other people.

[kissmyboot]

[Hiding behind Snow's skirts, duh.]

Of course you would. [He giggles] Well dearie, you let me know when you've changed your mind...

[And he's pretty sure you will.]

[childofthemoon]

I would much rather not have to talk to you unless it's to rub in the fact that I managed just fine without your particular brand of 'help'.

[cuimhne]

My mundane's already told me quite a bit about you. I think you and I will get on pretty well! And we can work on that problem of yours, if you're interested.

[childofthemoon]

I've heard about you, too. My mun seems quite taken with you. But, can you really? Help me, I mean?

[cuimhne]

I had a daughter with a similar problem a long time ago. I can't promise instant results and I can't even really promise that it will 100% work, but...

I can promise I'll do everything I can.

[childofthemoon]

I might hurt you, lady. You sure you want to get tangled up in that?

[And she doesn't just mean physically.]

[cuimhne]

I'm well over a 100,000 years old, pup. I can handle it.

[childofthemoon]

Wow, you're ancient! I didn't know you could get that old just because you were... you know.

[A wolf.]

[cuimhne]

A wolf? Well, I'm not as powerful as some of the others in this headspace, but I'm not your average wolf. So, a long lifespan's an added bonus.

[childofthemoon]

And you can control the transformation?

[cuimhne]

I can teach you to control yours. I don't actually ever transform.

[childofthemoon]

That almost sounds to good to be true. The only way for me to have control is with this cloak, and lets face it - it was fashionable in the Enchanted Forest, but in modern times? Not all that sold.

[Yes, gonna try and deflect the fear with jokes.]

[runeskin]

Muns don't really listen to you. Well, they do, but it's just to laugh at you.

[childofthemoon]

Yeah, I'm getting that impression. Are all of them this cruel?

[runeskin]

Depends! Sometimes you kill them with enough "feels" and they relinquish for a little while. Or sometimes it makes it worse.

It's the really masochistic ones you have to watch out for.

[childofthemoon]

Well, I have a feeling that one of the other muses this one has is already her token broken toy. So maybe that's good for me?

[runeskin]

[A sad smile.]

That will take some of the heat off, I think, but you're still the... "shiny new toy," as they say.

[childofthemoon]

Yeah... and some toy I am... She's only excited because I'll be put through a lot soon.

[runeskin]

More sadistic than masochistic? That's unfortunate. My mun wavers.

[childofthemoon]

You know what. Screw them. We should go out for drinks.

[runeskin]

I'm a big fan of drinking. It tends to solve a lot of problems.

[childofthemoon]

I'll toast to that. Best thing about living in this world.

[runeskin]

Things are really that bad, huh?

I'd say drinks would definitely be in order.

[childofthemoon]

Well, let's just say they're chaotic but okay now, but I have this notion that they might go south quickly, and soon.

I'll toast to that, sister.

[runeskin]

Been there. I hope it won't come to that, though.

[childofthemoon]

Feel like trading stories?

[More offering for your benefit. Red knows sometimes confiding in a near stranger can ease the mind. It's why she's doing such a good job at the diner. Tips are good.]

[runeskin]

I'm all right with things, really.

[That's a lie.]

With any luck, all of my... drama's behind me.

[childofthemoon]

Well, I'll drink to that as well. [She grins to smooth over the slight downturn in mood, then nudges Meja.] What about guytalk, then? That a safe topic?

[runeskin]

[Guytalk. Oh, look, something she doesn't know how to do.]

Uh... I guess. You have a guy you want to talk about?

[She grins a little, back.]

[awaecnan]

I thought my mun was the only one who could be so ...cruel.

[childofthemoon]

Seems it's a habit among their kind.

[awaecnan]

How do you deal with it? Mine has all these thoughts, things she wants to do to me.

[childofthemoon]

That sounds kinky.

[Because trying to find the humor in this is so much more easy than admitting how terrifying it really is. But she has a softer, more honest side now, too.]

Listen, I won't pretend it's easy. They're crazy, if you ask me, these muns. But... you just gotta try and hold your head high. Don't know what yours has planned for you, but in their own twisted way, they like us. So there's that, at least?