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deal 006 ❖ [video]

[The video is on. But Rumpelstiltskin is unaware of this, largely because it was turned on as it was flung against a wall.

He's having a bit of a tantrum. These are, thankfully, quite rare, but also quite violent. There is broken glass strewn about, vials and bottles shattered and small pools of variously colored liquids.]

Useless! All of this entirely useless. How is it there's not one pair in true love in this entire mess of an existence?!

[It's about here his eyes fall on his communicator and he realizes he's being watched. He straightens up a bit, schools his face into a bit of a smile. Tense around the edges, pulled a bit too taut over his features.]

Well dearies, sorry you had to see that. Call it a bit of frustration and homesickness. I suppose perhaps while I have some of your attention, I should make the most of it. What is the happiest memory you have? What would you be willing to sacrifice to reclaim it?

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[Rumplestiltskin tilts his head to the side just slightly, curious. But he sighs.] I'm sorry you had to see that little fit. I've been running into unfortunate dead ends with some of my work.

It's infuriating. [A brief burst of laughter.]

[ and sebastian just gives a shake of the head. it's alright. he understands. moves over the edge of the counter as he tilts his head and peers down at the mess that rumpelstiltskin's made on the ground. looks back to his friend and nods. squawks again. is there any reason they aren't cooperating? maybe he could help. not like this, but sebastian's still offering... if he can figure that out. might not be all that easy. ]

[He could guess well enough anyway, and he shook his head just slightly.]

There are unfortunately... precious and few instances of true love. And perhaps I've placed too much stock in it. I was fortunate to bottle it back home. Perhaps the opportunity won't present itself again.

Perhaps I will have to consider other options.

[ true love. sebastian bristles at that. it might be best to invest in something else, at least for right now. he's sure the opportunity to bottle it up again will appear. the residents here aren't all completely bland. there are a few with personality, and that should certainly help. he will keep an eye out, and let his friend know if any potential couples stop by his shop. he's no use for them, after all. ]

[The bristling just has him laughing.] Well... [He concedes with a chuckle.] It's not for everyone. But it does have its uses.

So, I am curious as to your more compact form today, my friend. Something amiss?

[ levels a stare with rumpel as he laughs. he's not all that menacing in his birdie form and can sometimes be borderline adorable. he hates it. as his friend seems to realize it's him he squawks. sits up and puffs out his chest to reveal several little injuries. spreads his wings a moment later to reveal a similar pattern of marks. it doesn't look as bad in this form, and the smaller body allows him to heal faster. once they go away he'll return to normal. that, and this form is easier to travel in. it doesn't look as supicious to see a crow flying about. ]

[...it is adorable. But Rumplestiltskin will keep this to himself so that Sebastian may preserve some of his dignity. A bit of a wince at what he sees.]

A bit battered! I'd ask what happened, but it seems conversation will be best served waiting until another time.

I do hope it's nothing that will have you laid up too long.

[ ...and that is SO appreciated. a nod. oh, but of course he will share. he did enjoy the time he'd spent in the company of the "king" and "queen". and that's reminded him--! the hunt. sebastian's certain that will be a welcome de-stressor for the both of them, it seems. ]

[ a lowly squawk and shake of the head follows. not too much longer, thankfully. ]

In the future, if you like, I've a surprising amount of skill in healing.

[It didn't really match the rest of the powers the dark curse.] Though I'm unfamiliar with your... well, makeup, so to speak.

[ oh. now that's something he'd not known. interesting. he'd be willing to give it a shot. his own healing abilities weren't that bad, but something, anything, that'd speed up the process was well worth it. he couldn't stand to be out of commission for more than a few ~~seconds~~ ~~minutes~~ hours. ]

[ a strange little chortle leaves the crow. he's fairly amused. one of these days, friend, he'll have to let you prod him a bit. ]

[Rumplestiltskin smiled, vaguely amused himself, at having a conversation with a crow. He imagines Belle would think him even more mad than usual.]

When you're a bit more vocal, my friend, I'll have to ask you about your observations on the people of this place.

[ and that's not something he'd thought about. it must look a bit strange, this. there's much to tell. at least a few people had been interesting at night. most of them, however, painfully dull. they ought to spice things up one of these days. ]

[Spicing things up sounds terribly pleasant to Rumplestiltskin. Being idle never really sat well with him -- save for the time he passed with his spinning wheel.]

I'd offer you tea, but I'm not sure that would appeal to you just now.

[ he will be glad to hear that. now, to think of something to do. tea, no, but maybe some water. he'd not realized how thirsty he'd gotten... though he's not sure how to convey his drink of choice to rumpel. bristles, a bit annoyed with himself. ]

[Well Rumplestiltskin will put on tea for himself anyway.

He pauses though.] ...or what is it birds eat? Bread crumbs and water?

[ and he's just going to take a seat on your shoulder. don't mind him. gives a shake of the head. no need for food. even in this form it's of no use to him. ]

[ remains still for a few minutes more as rumpel prepares the tea, but he's growing rather restless in this form... and he's sure his friend is sick of talking to himself. moves from his newest perch and heads outside. musters the strength to return to normal as his core erupts in a darkness all its own. lets it engulf him and morph his shape until he's that of a man once more. straightens himself up before giving a knock and stepping back inside. ] Excuse my appearance, friend, ...I'm still a bit war torn.

[Fine by Rumplestiltskin. His shoulder is fair game. He only glances up briefly as Sebastian flies off. Then another glance towards the door.]

Welcome back then. Have a seat, hmm? You look like you could use it.

[He's fussing with the tea. ...he's awful at tea. Where is Belle?]

War torn sounds right. As I said, I could see if my magic and your constitution get along and try to patch you up.

...thank you. [ a small bow and he moves to accept the seat, but... tea. let sebastian help you with that, rumpel. he makes only the best tea. takes his seat only after it's been successfully made. ] I would not be opposed to that. It would benefit us both, after all. [ it would help to have someone familiar with his "make up". ]

[...goodness, he likes you more and more Sebastian. Tea making too? But he settles in a chair nearby.]

It would, yes. So then, let me see now. [He leans a bit closer, looking at Sebastian closely. He reaches a hand out towards him, a thin wisp of something that could be smoke, but for how it moves and its vaguely purple tinge. Noooot quite human at all. But still, an injury is an injury. And he has some experience with this.]

I'm afraid this may sting. I've never had that gentle a touch. [That's the warning Sebastian gets before Rumplestiltskin lets loose, his magic racing to find its way to swarm the other's wounds, beginning the process of knitting.]

[ aw. anything for a friend. ]

[ takes a breath and sits still as rumpelstiltskin inspects him. he's covered in scratches and there are still a few terrible gashes running the length of his back and chest. of course they're covered, but he gets the feeling that wisp of magic won't have any problems finding them. his lips turn up in a slight smirk as he looks on with curiosity. ]

It's no problem at all. I happen to like a bit of pain... [ trails off and into a chuckle as the magic starts knitting his injuries. his breath catches and he hisses. ah, that did sting... perhaps a bit more than he'd expected. but it's not all that bad. ] Isn't this something else, ...

Well then, hardly a problem.

[It's a quick process at least. Were Sebastian a bit more on the human side, Rumplestiltskin likely could have managed without the sting. He'd learned to for Bae, after all. But well, no harm no foul in the end, perhaps.]

There. Yes, it has its uses at times. Though I'll admit to being a bit rusty on this skill. It's not one I find myself inclined to use often.

[ and a smile spreads over his face as rumpelstiltskin finishes. impressive. ] ...my my my. [ inspects a few injuries he'd had and finds them to be ohso suddenly nonexistent. ] That'd been quick and relatively painless. [ a nod as he stifles a chuckle. ] Thank you.

I can't say I blame you. [ most people here don't deserve the relief. ]

Any time, my friend.

[Rumplestiltskin takes a seat now, comfortably.] So you've had a bit of troubles lately then. Was the struggle worth it at least?

mm. It was. [ his gaze falls to his cup and he takes a tentative sip. ] ...for the insight it gave me. [ sebastian had learned quite a bit about some of the people here. ] ...but most importantly, I had a bit of fun. [ a chuckle is soon to follow. ] Tell me, how have you been, ...It feels like ages since I've last seen you.

[Rumplestiltskin nods.] Insight is it? I'd love to hear.

[He laughs now though, bright, trilling.] Excellent. This place is lacking in fun far too often.

It has been too long, hasn't it? I've been well enough, a few minor frustrations aside. [Like the little display Sebastian had seen just earlier.]

deal 006 ❖ [video]

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