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Post by Cadrina Mills on Feb 20, 2014 18:44:09 GMT -5
Cadrina was at the bar late last night and didn’t get up till 1 oclock. She hurried out of bed remembering it was Regina’s birthday and she needed to get her something or she would never hear the end of it. She hurried and dressed. She had the worst habit of picking out presents that were horrible. She rode around town for almost an hour trying to decide what to get her. She stopped out Gold’s pawn shop and smiled.
“Regina goes there all the time. I’m sure she would love something there.” She said as she pulled up smiling and feeling proud of herself. Little did she know why her sister was there all the time. Even with the spell broken she had no clue. She got out of the car looking around for times making sure she wasn’t to late coming by. Lucky for her it was open, but she didn’t see Gold inside. Cadrina walked in and heard the bell go off as she walked in.
“Hello?! Mister Gold?” She called out looking around at everything. There was a lamp and she suddenly gave a face and slowly walked away from it. Thinking of her time with Jafar made her sick as it is. And the lamp didn’t help. She looked at the paintings thinking that wouldn’t be something she would be into. “I should of just got her wine.” She muttered as she looked around.
“Mister Gold? Hello? Are you even here? I called for you like several times.” She called out again.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 27, 2014 22:06:54 GMT -5
He sat quietly in the back behind a desk that he had placed in the corner with only two drawers, one that held parts to repair things and another that held pages from various books of spells. When not repairing objects, He often spent his time thumbing through the pages that were torn from age out of random books. It was his job to try and find where they belonged so the spells could mesh with whatever had been missing.
Gold heard the doorbell ring and only assumed it was one of his 'regular' customers and chose not to acknowledge said person right away but as soon as the voice called out his name it was a sound unfamiliar to his ears, a woman whos voice he had never encountered and the face would likely match. Twice she had called out his name and at the third time, Gold sighed and stood up from behind his desk then walked out to the front to meet the woman who seemed desperate to see him.
"Patience can get you more than impatience dearie." Gold said as he stepped through the door that lead from the back and walked up to the counter. "Now what can I do for you?" He inquired and greeted the young woman with a soft smile. Something about her, the facial expressions and the way she carried herself appeared familiar, like he had knew her from somewhere but he was almost certain that they had never met, even in his past but she reminded him of someone. Who? That was the big question.
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Post by Cadrina Mills on Mar 7, 2014 17:06:32 GMT -5
Cadrina was impatient and never got why. She hated waiting. Though of course over the years she got better. She smiled. “It’s my sister’s birthday and I wanted to get her something. I will never hear the end of it. If I forget, again.” She said and laughed. Something about Gold made her feel like she was conferrable around him. Like that your home feeling. She didn’t know why, but of course ignored it.
“Anyway, I’m thinking something to do with apples or jewelry.” She said as she looked around to see if anything screamed out Regina’s name. But of course nothing did. Maybe she had all her things.
“Is there anything of hers from the Enchanted forest here in your shop?” She asked. She was sure Regina would want it back. Though is that really a real present. “I really am out of ideas of what to get her. Which made last year’s birthday even harder.”
Cadrina wondered if she should ask him what she really wanted to know. About her real father. Though part of her didn’t want to know. Just like she told his son. She didn’t want another evil parent.
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Post by Belle French on Apr 9, 2014 4:49:19 GMT -5
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