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"All magic comes at a price."
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Mr. Gold
[sup][sub]The merchant of memories
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#hellodeary
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Oh, well there was a trigger word. Angel. Heh, really? Gold couldn't have gotten a clearer sign than that. This guy was no ally which only meant one thing- he was an enemy. A devilish smirk played on the pup's lips. "Angel, now that's interesting. I suppose if we're being so honest with eachother I could tell you that I'm an insane serial killer in disguise with the aim of really screwing this place up. But that's really not as cool as yours."
Grinning, he aimed a very harmful blast of telepathic pain towards Icarus."You can imagine I don't really like angels. So tell me, why shouldn't I kill you?"
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Mr. Gold
[sup][sub]The merchant of memories
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#hellodeary
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"Holy sh-" Gold's vision swam. Wait, when did he get on the ground? Oh yeah. Well, he didn't have more than a few moments of consciousness left. "Next time..." His voice trailed off as his vision completely blanked. The unfinished threat was enough. He had more bodies. Hook didn't know those bodies. Gold knew where he lived. It only took one nighttime.
So Hook had a couple of options, really. He could kill him and the soul would wander around until the random opportunity for revenge arose. Or capture. That was...a bit more unpredictable. Gold was a cat that did not like to be behind bars.
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Mr. Gold
[sup][sub]The merchant of memories
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#hellodeary
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He hesitated. An angel prepared to kill? Gold could tell he meant it too. This was such an interesting specimen. Gold wasn't so sure he wanted to murder someone who must have a head full of value. The malice leaving his voice, the pup shrugged, his persona changing drastically. "I'm a businessman. Usually my jobs require a bit of serial killing but I don't like to get my paws dirty if I don't have to. We could settle this without blood. Wouldn't that be nice, angel?"
It would be more appealing to a peaceful person, he assumed. "As I've said, I'm a businessman. A trader, a...dealer. I trade rare items, rare cats, rare memories. Do you have anything I might find to be of value? Something you don't want anymore? It's a win-win, really. You get rid of something you don't care to have and I gain something I want."
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Mr. Gold
[sup][sub]The merchant of memories
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#hellodeary
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"Maybe some action. Some adventure..." He seemed to be inspecting his claws. "Are you a murderer?" He finally asked straight out. No time for games anymore. "I mean, I know you're a demon, but are you a bad one?"
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Mr. Gold
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#hellodeary
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He nodded, "I would very much like to hear about one," he said, sitting down. He seemed so calm and at ease- as if he had not just threatened death to the angel in front of him. "And get on with it. There's a terrible amount of work to do around here." He rolled his eyes. 'Work' had a much darker meaning than he was letting on.
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Mr. Gold
[sup][sub]The merchant of memories
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(sure! Could you make the thread?)
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Gold smiled, "Such naughty words. I'm terrified." His sarcasm was clear. It always amused him that nobody knew how far he was willing to go. A few nasty words weren't going to stop him. "Sure, I'll let you go...Just tell me why I should. See, I'm going to need something in return. You could be worth something alone but if you've got something good to offer, I'd love to know. I'm a dealer- a businessman. I'd do something for you in return. Win-win, right?"
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He rolled his eyes. "That option isn't really looking like it would work in your favor, deary. There must be something you want. We all have...desires." Somehow that word became threatening in his mouth and he smiled. His gaze, however, had a slight impatience to it. |
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He shrugged at the 'blunt' comment. "I like honesty." Good was manipulative. Not dishonest. He never lied or broke a deal but oh, could he twist one! "So I suppose you should know that I'm a serial killer in disguise. I'm telling you this in the hopes that we could be allies." His casual manner melted as a serious aura took over. His deals were not good to break.
"Is that a deal?" He held out a paw, eyes void of emotion. It was clear that he did not want to be discovered yet and if this demon wasn't going to be an ally, there was no guarantee he'd keep his mouth shut either. Well...there was one guarantee. |
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Happy endings. Yeah right. Gold's eyes darted around. He felt strange in this new body. This Dalmatian disguise named 'Chryso.' He'd always felt more comfortable behind a mask...Mask of the monster. Only one person ever saw through it. As he thought of them, Gold felt a pain ripple through him. Never underestimate the power of a guilty conscience.
He couldn't figure her out. She'd brought out the best in him. He needed that so badly...See, Gold knew how dangerous it was to be heartless. He was not heartless. Which made him twice as dangerous. The sad truth was that the people closest to you, always cause the most pain. |
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Well then, it sounded like Dahlia would like Gold too. The Sight allowed him to recognize a familiar aura. There was something...off about it. Something bad. Gold felt a grin appear on his maw. Potential ally? Perhaps...But it was risky to assume such things. The pup melted into the crowd of Skyclanners in camp, acting completely normal, and sent her a telepathic message.
"Don't bother looking for me. You won't find me if you do. I only wish to ask a simple question. Who's side are you on? Good or bad? Hero or killer?"
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"I'd love to be your friend," Chryso said, his tone too-friendly. He was struggling to smile in a way that was neither malicious or insane. Gold had always been good at deception but it was hard when you were bat* crazy. |
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"I'd be happy to help in any way I can," Chryso piped up. Any way to wreak more havoc. |
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Oh, he liked her too. But did she just call him 'boy?' "I may be in this body but it doesn't change the fact that I'm much older than you." he said, stepping forward to reveal himself. He only stayed in telepathy for fear of being overheard- at least until he got into the more private room. He wasn't worried about her giving him away anymore. She wouldn't do that; he could tell.
"I don't like to get my paws dirty. I'm a businessman, not a hitman. So let's just be allies- keep this from being messy." He smirked, "So I'm curious- what's someone like you doing in a proclan like this? Pretending to be a good kitty?"
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Gold was slightly worried he'd run into someone who knew him and his cover would be blown. Good thing I don't give a damn, he thought with a shrug. |
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The pup had just decided that being on the battlefield in this body was probably a pretty bad idea. Especially because he was trying to be undercover. Not only did he have various enemies he could run into, but Gold was a serial killer. It might be a little suspicious to see the sweet little pup tipping out throats... |
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