a hopeful canon bump at amatomnes

[matchbook]

So let me get this straight-- you want me to go to a sex island? Where this Belle was? Like people aren't already confusing me for her. I don't need to constantly be in this girl's shadow. I don't need you to confuse that fact.

You say 'Gold's there' like that's some incentive. I like the guy and all, but you go on about potential like there's something there. I barely know him.

--Granted, a sex island is one hell of an excuse to get to know someone. Plus I've been told there's some pretty good bars. I can get behind that.

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[cantwalkwithoutit]

[Guarded. Very guarded.]

I beg your pardon?

[matchbook]

Hey, you're the one showing interest in me.

[cantwalkwithoutit]

[He's using what he knows. He knows Belle will wind up over the line. Is this what she becomes? He's not certain. She talks of Belle like she's another person, and he chooses to be aloof, here, because that's his girlfriend she's talking about with disdain, mkay.]

I actually don't believe we've formally been introduced yet. You appear to know my name already. Can I trouble you for yours?

[matchbook]

[It isn't disdain she speaks with when talking of Belle. She just wants Gold to know that she's not her.]

What do you mean we haven't been introduced? You took me to the hospital after I was shot-- you visited me when I didn't know who I was and told me I was this girl, Belle.

But I got my memories back. I'm Lacey, remember? You kicked the crap out of that guy for making out with me-- because I bailed on our date. [Oops, should she have mentioned that?

Still she's eying him like he's the crazy one now. Make up your mind, Gold. Do you want her or not?]

[cantwalkwithoutit]

[That makes sense. He thinks a moment before speaking carefully.]

Your mundane has told you some about the island already. What she probably hasn't mentioned is that when people are stolen away, they're not always taken at the same time. It probably doesn't make much sense, but that's the way of it. You're somewhat ahead of me.

But by all means, do tell me who I'll be kicking later so I can look forward to it.

[matchbook]

So-- you don't know me? Like at all?

[Huh.]

Um, Keith. [The Sheriff of Nottingham. Though she probably would think differently of him if she knew Keith's counterpart had wanted The Dark One to whore her out.] It was kind of hot actually.

[cantwalkwithoutit]

Not for lack of wanting to, I assure you.

[He doesn't recognize the name but considers it an advantage that his apparent dislike for the man caught her attention. After, she said, she ran out on a date they were having. He's not certain how to take that just yet.]

Has your mundane warned you of anything else?

[matchbook]

Not really. It's a surprise, I guess. There's enough who know what the place is like that are here though.