belle | once upon a time | look i'm sorry i just - feelings.

[lucency]

I don't think you've any right whatsoever to attempt to determine my fate. I don't care how long you've been planning this; that doesn't fix anything or make this right.

Locking me in - here - wherever this is - you're no better than my father.

Or - him.

[she pauses, affected.]

There is a difference. Nothing can change you. I - [and another pause. she's frowning.]

Just - send me somewhere, anywhere. Get me out of here.

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[gild]

[ REGINA NO LIE HE WILL CANEWHIP YOU WHEN HE FINDS THINGS OUT

but for now gtfo his bittersweet happy nobody likes you >((((( ]

Madame Mayor. [ His voice is cold enough for hypothermia. ] Can I help you.

[overlypleased]

[Regina's mun would pay money to see this. Regina isn't exactly pleased, however. She's still going to poke the alligator, though.]

Oh, no, Mr. Gold. I just happened to overhear.

[gild]

[ One day dat alligator is going to chomp an arm off. And then where will you be. Writhing in pain, that's where. And Rumpelstiltskin will giggle uproariously. ]

Ah, I see. [ He will play this game a little longer - but not forever. ] Well, I wouldn't want this little encounter to hold up your - I'm sure - all too busy schedule.

[overlypleased]

Oh, no. It's no problem at all. I have Sidney going over a few files for me right now.

[gild]

How fortuitous for you. Friends like that, you almost never need dirty your own hands. [ Leaving that hanging for another 3... 2... 1... ] With paperwork, that is.

[overlypleased]

Indeed.

You could learn a thing or two about having friends like that, couldn't you?

[gild]

Hm. [ A wry and unkind smile. Because to think that he could learn from you. Tis to laugh. ] No, I much prefer putting my own personal touch to things.

[overlypleased]

OF course you do. You always have.

[gild]

You know what they say - the devil's in the details.

[overlypleased]

Quite the expression.

[gild]

And remarkably accurate.

[ His eyes flash, but his tone remains entirely at ease, as if he's discussing the lovely spring weather to come. ]

You do realize when I find her, the conversation we'll have won't be nearly as civil.

[overlypleased]

You won't find her.

[gild]

We'll see about that.

[ The savior's already here, your highness, and the clock is ticking. And when the hour strikes, you won't know what hit you. ]