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oo5 ❀ tale as old as time | video
( for once, Belle isn’t cleaning so much as she is poking around in things that she probably shouldn’t be touching at while Rumplestiltskin isn’t in his room to keep her from his things. it isn’t all that often that she ventures into his room (save for cleaning it) so it’s safe to say her curiosity has likely gotten the best of her; and at the moment, she’s not aware she’s being recorded by her little trinket that was likely left behind in here when she was cleaning up )
Just what are you up to lately, hm…? ( she’s walking her fingers along the various oblong shaped bottles that hold a variety of potions within their confinements, tilting her head at some, narrowing her eyes to others to better see the contents — but never does she pick one up ) I wonder what this—
( her subconscious gets the better of her, though and imagining a noise (or possibly truly hearing one) Belle jerks to stand upright again. veering her body rather quickly to look at the door, she’s startled to see that no one is there but even moreso at the noise of shattering glass — she’d knocked a vial over )
Oh no!
( she’s about to kneel and grab the pieces when from the ground where the bottle shattered, a vast, thick purple colored fog erupts and covers the whole of the room, causing the device to lose Belle’s form as she’s engulfed by it. although it can’t be seen anymore, Belle stumbles through the ‘cloud’ to the window in the hopes that opening it will cause the mess to disperse but it fails and soon she’s coughing from the thick smoke-like substance )
Rumple—! ( alas, he’s not home after all, so crying out to him won’t work! ) —help me!
( the coughing continues, as do the calls for help, but otherwise the purple vastness is all that remains to be seen on the camera )
Just what are you up to lately, hm…? ( she’s walking her fingers along the various oblong shaped bottles that hold a variety of potions within their confinements, tilting her head at some, narrowing her eyes to others to better see the contents — but never does she pick one up ) I wonder what this—
( her subconscious gets the better of her, though and imagining a noise (or possibly truly hearing one) Belle jerks to stand upright again. veering her body rather quickly to look at the door, she’s startled to see that no one is there but even moreso at the noise of shattering glass — she’d knocked a vial over )
Oh no!
( she’s about to kneel and grab the pieces when from the ground where the bottle shattered, a vast, thick purple colored fog erupts and covers the whole of the room, causing the device to lose Belle’s form as she’s engulfed by it. although it can’t be seen anymore, Belle stumbles through the ‘cloud’ to the window in the hopes that opening it will cause the mess to disperse but it fails and soon she’s coughing from the thick smoke-like substance )
Rumple—! ( alas, he’s not home after all, so crying out to him won’t work! ) —help me!
( the coughing continues, as do the calls for help, but otherwise the purple vastness is all that remains to be seen on the camera )
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I'll do my best, I even bring masks so to not breath in the... whatever it is.
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( anything else she might have said is lost to coughing, pressing her now bloodied palms to her mouth in an attempt to keep anymore smoke from entering her lungs, she falls silent to wait. there's nothing more she can do, after all )
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Belle! I'm here.
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( her voice was slightly choked up, being lost in the haze as it were. she told herself that the purple mess wouldn't last forever and it was true that it likely wouldn't, but it was here now and she was counting herself fortunate that Winry was finding her before Rumple because she would be in so much trouble if he had come across her first.
honestly, she shouldn't have been in his room messing about with his things, after all )
There's glass all over!
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If you feel something let me know as it might be me.
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Right! ( wandering blindly through the muddle of purple, she stretched her arms to try and find anything other than air before herself. soon she was grasping at something that felt warm, Winry's arm perhaps? )
Winry? Is that you?
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I feel something, so yes that must be me. [Moving her free hand with the mask she moved in closer.] I have a mask for you to put on when you can.
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We should make haste to get out of here.
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Right, then let's go this way. it's where I came from. [Starting to take steps towards what she was hoping was the door in the right direction, she made sure her free hand was out stretched for any signs. Once she touch a surface she smiled.]
I think we're about out now.
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Thank you for the help, Winry. I'm not certain that the smoke was truly harmful in any manner, but it was certainly frightening.