applied to havenrpg, and THAT EP (spoilers likely)

[finedprint]

 I won't leave. Not now. Not when I'm this close to finding my boy. And Belle is...

Certain men need dealing with. And don't worry, it's not my prerogative to kill him. Yet.

So let's make a deal, eh dearie? You stop whatever plan you have unfolding and I'll make sure mine are finished quickly. I'm not about to have everything I worked for be subjected to your whims. 

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[theboywiththebook]

I don't think your mun is going to give you a choice, Mr.Gold...

[He's not trying to sound rude or disrespectful. Infact he's pretty sullen and sad. He knew Belle a little if only because she was friends with Archie and came to the funeral. He also went to the library a few times and she helped him get a few books...but muns don't care about how they feel.]

[finedprint]

[ if this were any other person than Henry, Gold more than likely would've snapped for them to mind their own affairs. But as it is, he swallows down his temper ]

She will.

[ and it's possible that there is a slight hint of desperation to his voice]

All things, can be done with some negotiation.

[theboywiththebook]

[How does one talk to the dark one? Seriously this is some frightening stuff right here and he's so reluctant to even talk to this guy.]

What kind of negotiation?

[Like talking? Or threatening to set them on fire. Neither works.]

[finedprint]

[ and Gold will do what Gold does best when confronted with personal obstacles...scare people he doesn't mean to scare ]

The kind that makes it through this one's thick head.

[theboywiththebook]

[Yup, that's pretty scary.]

But, they won't listen...they never do.

[willalwaysfindyou]

What are you planning, Gold?

[He has no idea what's going on but it sounds bad]

[finedprint]

To finish something that should have ended years ago. Don't worry, it won't interfere with you or yours, as per our agreement.

[sonearsofarsoinbetween]

So you are planning on killing someone? Why?

[finedprint]

[ a bitter laugh ]

Because the other option left far less satisfaction.

[sonearsofarsoinbetween]

That isn't an adequate reason.

[finedprint]

Oh, I have my reasons dearie. And I promise, they are more than adequate.

[ he glares at her ]

Though, since you're so intent on providing your criteria, what makes for an adequate reason to kill someone.

[sonearsofarsoinbetween]

Well, I ended up killing the Jabberwocky, so I think, if you're going to kill someone or something, you should have a very good reason. Maybe they've threatened you or people you care about? Maybe you don't have a choice?

Whatever your reason, make sure it's a good one and make sure you can live with the consequences.

[promiseme]

I've been told they don't listen to much reason...

But whatever this man did... I don't think you should kill him...

[finedprint]

Belle... [ his voice cracks ]

I didn't. You asked me to, and I didn't and now...he hurt you. I gave in to weakness and you were shot because of it.

[ his tone darkens]

I should have killed the man when I had the chance.

[promiseme]

[She gives him a strange sort of look...] I'm sorry... Do I know you?

[But he knew she was shot... and through her shock, she does vaguely remember him being there... Though she has no actual recollection of who he is...]

I don't think killing anyone would have been the answer...

[finedprint]

[ he clamps his eyes shut for a moment, regaining composure. it was hard enough the first time. ] Perhaps better than anyone, but that's a conversation for...later.

[ Gold can almost hear his own teeth grind to a pulp. Even now, she still doesn't understand that Hook is a problem that must be dealt with ]

No, but. You don't understand the men like the one I'm after.

[promiseme]

I'm sorry... [And she really is. It's only because of her writer that she believes it....]

Perhaps I don't... But I don't see how killing a man will reverse what he's done.

[childofthemoon]

Never thought I'd see the day, but... for once, I gotta agree with you.

[Belle was her friend, too]

[breaksthespell]

How do you know me?