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Deal 001 ❖ [Video]

[Well well, this little communicator was invaluable. Oh yes, people shared and shared and shared. And Rumpelstiltskin listened. He's only just arrived, but he that hasn't stopped him from paying attention, from learning how this little thing worked. Now though, he flips his own on to share a bit himself. The video shows his strange smiling face, but before he manages to speak, he laughs, all at once, a sudden explosion of a trilling little sound.] This is terribly interesting, isn't it?

Tell me, has anyone else noticed... [A little pause here and he wiggles his fingers.] familiar faces that aren't actually familiar here? I just don't know what to make of it. [This was a lie. He'd already decided to use it to his advantage. Oh there were ways to do this; he was sure of it. He was still working it through though.]

But since we're speaking of familiarity, let me introduce myself. [A toothy grin that was largely not as reassuring as he might have hoped.] My name is Rumpelstiltskin and I am... a purveyor of necessities and fondest desires and useful magics. If you find yourself in need of the unfindable, well, I humbly... [He ducks his head in a bit of a mock bow, undermined a bit by another laugh.] offer my services. Of course, bear in mind, all things, especially magical, have their price. One can't do business for nothing!

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Then it will be no trouble for you to be away from them.

None at all. Just an inconvenience to learn a new place, to find my footing so to speak.

[A slow, amused grin.] I did plan on a new world, actually, though not this one. One created by a curse, a world devoid of magic and full of false lives and stripped memories. [Oh it would have been fascinating to see the Queen get what she thought she wanted.]

[It's a picture of a world much as the one Beryl would rule, Zoisite imagines, a cold and wasted land instead of the thriving kingdom of ancient days.]

You intend to make this type of world for yourself?

Hmm? Oh no no, not at all. That's not my design. [He smiles a toothy grin.] I was prepared for that outcome, but that was the Queen's goal.

Your queen has much to condemn her.

Oh yes, her majesty has something of that reputation. Well deserved. [He hasn't been a fan of her since the manipulation with Belle and the queen's gloating over the girl's death.]

[He broke from Beryl the moment his true memories returned - not that he'd been all that attached to begin with; in fact, he'd been detached from almost everything back then. It hadn't seemed too objectionable to act on her behalf, or at least it had been something to pass the time, until that moment he'd been touched by the master and everything came flooding back despite the witch's spells.

What Beryl will do to Nephrite will only make his disgust for her grow.]

It seems we are similar in this.

[Now those words, those words are quite interesting. Rumpelstiltskin is a curious little monster by nature. This is no exception.]

Are we? Do tell?

We both know a queen who should be no queen.

I see! Perhaps it's a bit of a widespread problem, that those with power are not always the ones who deserve to possess it.

[He may mean himself in that assessment as well.]

The power she had was not her own. She had no right to power from the beginning.

[Authority, usurped by her spells; spells, usurped by a demon's strength instead of her own.]

Oh? Well, power can be taken or stolen by those who shouldn't have it.

I will see hers broken.

[Oh that's delightful! Rumpelstiltskin likes it. The conviction. The sureness.] Wonderful! I have much in mind of a similar nature.

But! If the opportunity should arise in this place, perhaps I can help. I have... a lot of experience with [A slow, dark smile.] shall we say power struggles?

If that time should come, we will speak. [He makes no promises, not this easily, and not without even knowing what this little man can do. But he is not above a deal, if it would save Endymion.]

Wonderful. And I do hope that your opportunity arises, deary. It sounds awfully important to you.

I have been told our time will come. [The witch will be dead, and they will... They will die. He knows this, but he has never feared it. They will die, but they will be able to return to protect their lord and their planet. He will be content with that.]

Have you? [Curious.] Is there a prophecy?

There is a future already lived by my comrade, the shitennou's leader. This place does not always choose us from the same moment in time.

[That... that has Rumpelstiltskin stopping all at once. His brow furrows.]

Then, this place can find those from the past and the future?

[...could it bring... her?]

Yes. My comrade came here after the witch already fell. Others I knew in my world have told me of the future as well. It is possible.

[Then... could that mean... Belle. Bael. Neither one would want to see him, he's certain. But to see them alive again...]

Interesting. This is quite a place.

I have little liking for it. [He'd change his tune with the prince, or at least with his fellow shitennou, here; but as they are not, Venus provides a small distraction but he is largely discontent.]

Not home sweet home then? [Singsonged words, but he nods.] I can see it being more trouble than it is worth.

No; this is not my home. My home is with my comrades, and the Earth Kingdom.

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