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Remus Weaver

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a character in “As Real As Can Be”, as played by Alliqua_Dark

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The wild, cruel beast is not behind the bars of the cage. He is in front of it.
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Full Name
Remus J. Weaver

Nickname(s)
Ray, Mr. Weaver, Dark One, Deal-maker

Age
26

Sexuality
Hetero-romantic asexual

Nationality
Unknown

Role/Fairytale
Rumpelstiltskin

Face Claim
Tom Hiddleston



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Height & Weight
6'4"||153lbs

Hair Color
Varies from a light copper to raven black depending on the day

Eye Color
Icy blue

Skin Color
Lightly tanned

General Appearance
Tall and skinny with strong angles and piercing eyes. His knowing smirk omnipresent, as if he's in some trouble constantly. Deep in his eyes is a faint hue of sorrow and pain, the eyes of a damaged heart. However he covers this by acting ridiculous and never stopping long enough for others to see. Although he always seems to be perfectly groomed, something about him says wild. Perhaps it's the madness in his logic or the odd way he moves. That being said he carries himself with pride and confidence as if he was regal. He wears very nice suits and is usually wielding a cane with an ivory handle shaped like a serpent's head.


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Personality
Spontaneous❦ Eccentric❦ Officious❦ Guarded

He's the sort of guy who looks like he knows something. That look for Remus is natural, he's got a bit of a playful spirit that leads him to do things on impulse of emotion or whim. This makes his movements and actions rather unpredictable. Some people might find this charming but others find it slightly frightening. A man with power like his should be easy to predict. His motives for things are a bit unconventional, he likes to collect little odds and ends and is easily fascinated. He is also rather posh and regal in the way he carries himself, as if he is better than others, yet he doesn't do it in an arrogant way. People are drawn to his calming smile, it soothes those around him even if it is a bit ornery.

Remus is always very quick to spot problems within others, he can read their emotions very well and seems to know just what to say to gain your trust. He can be malicious and he is horrible with holding grudges. He never forgets wrongdoings toward him. He has an air of confidence and a tinge of danger around him. Like an alpha lion in a pride, he carries himself in a way that would show position in the social standing. Remus loves to help other people, as long as it benefits him as well, and he is quick to offer his assistance. Underneath all these things he is a broken soul. His heart that used to be innocent and wide eyed is now battered and scarred. Cold to love and kindness, whatever versions of these he offers aren't true. He refuses to trust people because they are vile and are only capable of hurting everything innocent in the world. As such he puts up a million internal walls, guarding his truths from any who dare to search.


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Finer things|Art, aged cheeses, wine, jewels, beautiful women, mansions, luxurious cars. All these things are for the upper-class, the people who are well-to-do and the people you wanna know. Seeing as Mr. Weaver is one of these people, he loves the spoils that come along with it, and why shouldn't he?

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Drama|Whether he causes it or he just gets to witness it. The conflicts that bubble up within people intrigue him. He loves to watch the hatred swell and tensions rise. Because that's when people are most desperate. When they're broken or totally, blindly enraged. Then Remus swoops in to "help" whichever party comes to him first. In the end they all come to him, whispers spread fast that Dr. Weaver can get things done.

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Adelaide|The child he stole from the woman he loved. Adelaide is his most precious treasure and he would do anything to protect her. He loves every second he spends with the small girl, but ever since they arrived Adelaide was thrown into a coma. Remus instantly rushed her to a hospital and became a doctor, now he spends every day sitting by her bed, waiting for her to wake up.


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Wasted time|EXPLANATION

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Losing Adelaide|EXPLANATION

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Heights|EXPLANATION

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Becoming weak|EXPLANATION


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Deep thought|EXPLANATION


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Observant|EXPLANATION

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Intelligent|EXPLAINATION


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Adelaide|EXPLANATION

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Riddles|EXPLANATION

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Challenge|EXPLANATION


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Family
Adelaide|Adopted child|Coma

History
Will be revealed later...


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Other Info
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Roleplayed by
Alliqua_Dark


Credit
Alliqua_Dark
{I worked very hard on this and made it from scratch so please, even though it's simple, ask me before using it thank you!}

So begins...

Remus Weaver's Story

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Ruby Hood Character Portrait: Ariel Atlantica Character Portrait: Gretel Fischer Character Portrait: Hansel Fischer Character Portrait: Remus Gold Character Portrait: Trixie Bell Character Portrait: Remus Weaver Character Portrait: Belle Chloe French Character Portrait: Loup Hood Character Portrait: Jack Frost Character Portrait: Gin Saito Character Portrait: Flynn Ryder Character Portrait: Gold Lockhart Character Portrait: Rapunzel Character Portrait: Eric West Character Portrait: Elsa Arendelle Character Portrait: Antonio FaolΓ‘n Character Portrait: Amelia Hollis Character Portrait: Cruella de Vil Character Portrait: Ari Glass Character Portrait: Irvyn Whitmoore Character Portrait: Adam Bestia Character Portrait: Peter Panning

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Dialogue Color: #ff2929 || Location: Ruby's Cafe/Diner

ImageRuby stood behind the counter of her cafe early in the morning waiting for her new employee, Gretel Fischer to arrive. Around this time everyone in town was beginning to wake up but as for Ruby, she always seemed to find herself awakening at the crack of dawn. It was something she never seemed able to understand.

The air was slightly chilled from the light fog that was beginning to lift itself from the ground and dissipate into the air as the sun rose higher into the sky. It was cold enough to send slight shivers throughout your body but not bad enough that you needed to cover yourself. This was the kind of weather Ruby always loved. Not too hot, not too cold. But of course she knew it was going to warm up in the afternoon, it was summer after all. She was just glad that summer was going to be coming to an end soon.

Ruby finally got everything in the diner ready for the day and she stepped into the kitchen and began cooking up her father's breakfast. He always asked for the same thing, sausage, eggs, biscuit, and even a waffle or pancake, depending on what his mood is like when he wakes up. She loves helping out her father, but she just wished he would return to himself so she wouldn't have to be waiting on him like this every morning, he would just be able to come to the diner when he wanted to. But either way, she knew she shouldn't complain. He would do the same thing for her, well, she hoped he would anyway.

Just as she finished cooking her father's food, she wrote and note and placed it on the counter in the diner just in case Gretel got there before she returned from bringing her father his wanted breakfast. The note read: Gretel, I will return soon until then keep the front door locked and feel free to get yourself a drink and what not. When I return I will start you on your training, won't take long.

Ruby walked the ten minutes back to her home, the big house in the middle of Crimson Grove, her father was the mayor. She stepped inside and made her way up the stairs pass her room, Belle's room; she seemed to still be sleeping, and finally arrived to her father's room. Ruby knocked on the door a couple times before opening it up and speaking, "I have your breakfast," she stated as she set it down on the small table in his room. "I need to return to the diner, I'm training a new girl today. If you need anything have Belle get in touch with me. I love you Pa," she stated before turning on her heels and beginning on her way back to the diner.
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As Ruby walked through the empty streets, it seemed as if things were starting to pick up for the day's busy schedules most people had. She just hoped she wouldn't run into Flynn Ryder any time today. The past couple of days he has been trying to take things from her, but of course she was always able to sense him coming close to her without even being within four feet from her. That was always one of the things she enjoyed about being a wolf. But no matter how much she enjoyed the good parts, the bad parts were nothing she would want to put up with.

Just thinking about what she is capable of, the things she has done just makes her sick to her stomach. The brunette finally reached the door to the diner and she stepped in, opening the diner for business. She slid the hood off her head, though she kept the red, silk cloth draped around her body. This was the last thing she had from her grandmother and it was so much more important than some sort of remembrance item. She just hoped nobody would find out.

"Gretel, are you here?" she called out to the empty diner, hoping that she would come across her somewhere in the building.

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Ruby Hood Character Portrait: Ariel Atlantica Character Portrait: Remus Weaver Character Portrait: Belle Chloe French Character Portrait: Loup Hood

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Dialogue Color: #7995BA
Location: The Hood Household

There are something's in life that you get used to. For Belle, sleeping in a bed- not matter how comfortable or luxurious it was- was not one of them. She had tossed in turned in her new bed all night. Her little apartment that she called home was her real bed. That was until she discovered her father was sick. So sick, that with Mr. French hadn't told her or his boss that he was sick at all. She had found out the awful truth one day while visiting Dr. Weaver. It wasn't the usual wellness or sic check up. They were sharing a cup of coffee while she asked him questions about being a doctor and some specific questions she had when he asked how her father was feeling.

Of course, doctor's aren't really supposed to give out that sort of information but Belle has never been one to back down before she's gotten what she's wanted. This is how she found out that her father needed to be hospitalized. And she didn't waste a moment after that. In fact, that very night Maurice was hospitalized. But she was also had to visit her best friend, Ruby.

Her father's insurance went through his work at the Hood household. He needed to keep that insurance if he was going to be treated at the hospital. She spent several hours trying to come up with a solution with her friend. She only thing they could agree upon was Belle taking over as caretaker at the Hood household. Belle would never take handouts, even from her best friend. So it was decided she'd keep her apartment and bring what she needed to the Hood house. This was after they discussed things with Ruby's father as well.

The alarm Belle had set had yet to go off but she was awake. She sighed, glancing at her window. Dawn was barely breaking. Sleep was evading her so she might as well get up. She pushed at her blankets and went into the bathroom to get ready for the day. Once she showered, she put on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. She didn't really have to wear something nice to do any cleaning. She braided her hair back.

Belle opened her door and went over to Ruby's door. She knocked softly but she didn't answer. She peeked her head into the room and sighed when she found it empty. Of course, she would have to start off her morning alone. Perhaps she'd stop by the diner after she worked on the garden. It would be easier to garden in the morning when it was cooler.

She made her way downstairs and stopped when she heard voices.

"Ruby? Mr. Hood?" She asked, walking into the library. She smiled when she saw Ariel. "Oh hi there. I didn't know you were here... I thought I heard you talking with someone... Is Mr. Hood here as well?" She asked her, glancing around the library, though she didn't see Mr. Hood she could almost sense him there.

She smiled at her again. She didn't know the red head very well but she was nice. "How are you today?"

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Character Portrait: Ruby Hood Character Portrait: Gretel Fischer Character Portrait: Trixie Bell Character Portrait: Remus Weaver Character Portrait: Antonio FaolΓ‘n

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Location: Ruby's Cafe

Boyish charm radiated from Peter as he rode in the passenger's seat of a stranger's truck. Without ID, it was hard to get from place to place. He didn't have a lot of memories. He could remember a wonderful childhood full of adventures. He could remember his group of friends. He was the leader and they called themselves 'The Lost Boys'. It must have been because they were orphans or maybe they just loved to get lost in their adventures.

The rusty truck came to stop at the edge of a town. "This is as far as I can take you son." Said the man who quite resembled Santa Claus said to him.

Peter couldn't remember the bloake's name but he smiled at him all the same. "Oh, that's okay. Thank you for taking me this far. It was a pleasure to meet you." He took off his seat belt and held out his hand. He gave the man a good handshake before he hopped out of the truck, his feet hitting the pavement with a soft thud. "May your travels be filled with adventure and safety!" He called to the man, giving a bow and then waving as the man took off.

He slung his backpack over his shoulder and followed the road through the woods. He soon came to a sign that said "Welcome to Crimson Grove." He smiled at the sign, pausing for a moment as if he was looking up at a friend he hadn't seen in a long time. "I think I'm gonna like it here."

With that, Peter was on his way. Soon he came upon a diner. He pushed opened the door and smiled when he heard the bell time. It reminded him a girl with blonde hair who loved to play tricks. She was special to him but he couldn't quite remember her face. Had she been a friend from her childhood?

He went to the counter and took a seat on a stool, dropping his bag on the ground next to him. With his foot he pulled it under his chair so it wouldn't get in anyone's way. There we only a few people inside and it gave off a certain hometown feel. Couldn't remember ever being there before but maybe he had. He shrugged it off and picked up a menu.

Peter was suddenly very hungry. If he sat here long enough, he could probably eat his way entirely through the menu. Then again he couldn't quite pay for all of that at the moment. He flipped to the breakfast section. It was the most important meal of the day, after all.

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Character Portrait: Ruby Hood Character Portrait: Gretel Fischer Character Portrait: Trixie Bell Character Portrait: Remus Weaver Character Portrait: Antonio FaolΓ‘n Character Portrait: Peter Panning

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Dawn's light trickled over the empty, pristine white sheets of Dr. Weaver's room. His bed was empty. Down the hand-sculpted staircase, past the extravagant artworks and Ming vases, at the door in a beaver-skin trenchcoat, stood the doctor. He adjusted his coat to rest on his shoulders better and looked up to the window above his door. The sun had just begun to peak over the hills. A soft smile painted his face, a genuine smile. An Operatic piece was floating through his head as he tossed his cane from the umbrella rack and caught it all in one seamless movement.

His long fingers turned the white-gold knob slowly, it was early enough that he'd have time regardless of his speed. He simply liked to let the mornings wash over him. Extending his right leg he began his stride down the dark staircase that led up to his manor. He stopped briefly to wave good-morning to his gardener. Usually he would do it himself, but he had been very busy at the hospital lately. Especially since Adelaide hadn't woken up yet. It had been months now. The gardener was an older fellow, his family needed the money to put his son through school. Remus thought their last name was something Italian-esque.

He made it to the wrought-iron gates that held the sculpted image of a serpent, peacefully wrapped around a woman, his chosen symbol. Yes, these early morning strolls to the main-town always made him very happy. His butler had asked if he wanted the Bugatti brought around, Remus had of course declined. He had a feeling that he needed to stop by the diner on his way to work today. Which wasn't very far so he had chosen to walk. He needed the exercise after-all.

It took him about an hour to reach the diner and once he arrived there, there were already a few early-risers filtering in. Of course Ruby was already there, it was her diner. As he walked in he made sure his warm smile was present. He spotted a familiar face, a boyish one but familiar all the same. He took a seat beside the boy and smiled at him as a form of greeting before speaking up to Ruby, who at the time seemed to be taking the order of this new customer. Remus had of course been here many times, he was the town's doctor, he needed to know everyone in town. Or at least have some idea. He took pride in his knowledge of the people here, he never forgot a face. Or a promise made.

"Why good morning Miss Hood, how is your father doing?" He asked as he set his cane down beside him. "Oh, I'll take a coffee, if you don't mind." He added, he needed to purchase something here or Ruby got antsy. However a coffee was quite trivial in means of money to Remus. He did have a practically never-ending supply. Turning to the boy next to him Remus offered his welcoming grin.

"Peter, correct? I've been waiting for you to arrive! Thank goodness you arrived safely." Of course Remus recalled him, he owed him a favor.

I think it's time my favorite nephew came home.

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Ruby Hood Character Portrait: Gretel Fischer Character Portrait: Trixie Bell Character Portrait: Remus Weaver Character Portrait: Flynn Ryder Character Portrait: Gold Lockhart Character Portrait: Antonio FaolΓ‘n Character Portrait: Cruella de Vil Character Portrait: Peter Panning

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Location: Ruby's Dinner


"What a dreadful little town."

A beautiful black and white Panther de Ville pulled in front of Ruby's Dinner. Cruella, clad in black designer dress, opened the car door and stepped out, allowing smoke and 1930's Jazz to freely fill the air. She tossed her cigarette onto the ground, promptly stomping it out with a red bottom Louis Vuitton, and scanned the drab little town around her. "Absolutely dreadful." she said, shaking her head in disapproval.

"Jasper! Horace!" she called into the car. "Come along now, darlings." Two large Rottweilers jumped out of the back seats, quickly sitting by their mistress' side. Cruella slammed the car door and adjusted the black sun hat sitting atop her dual colored hair.

Cruella walked into the rather busy establishment. The air around her smelled of cigarettes, gin, and expensive perfume. The witch removed her hat as she sat down at the counter and flipped through a menu. She toyed with the diamond necklace around her throat as she skimmed the breakfast special

She had recently bought a large estate just outside of Crimson Grove and this would be her first appearance within the little shanty town. She would have to make a good impression if she was to produce her next coat in a timely manner. Oh how she wanted that big bad coat. She got the chills just thinking about it.

When a waitress came up to her, Cruella's red lips twisted into a pleasant smile. "Hello, Darling. I'll take a black coffee and an order of scrambled egg whites." One of the dogs below her growled in the direction of a sweaty shirtless boy, causing Cruella to smile internally. Perhaps she'd leave this horrid place with more than one new coat. She nudged the animal with her shoe and tsked at him in a disapproving tone. "Oh stop it you wretched thing!"

She looked back at the waitress. "Oh, Darling, one more thing if you don't mind." She cosied up to the counter, and leaned forward as if she were telling a secret. "You see my husband and I just moved into town and we're trying to get to know the community a little better. We're thinking about having a housewarming party and, well-" she smiled nervously and scrunched her nose, as if she were embarrassed. "I'm not really sure if we invited the locals that anyone would come. Do you think the people here would be open to having a soirΓ©e at a complete stranger's house or is that idea just demented?"

She shook her head dismissively. "I'm sorry, Darling, you probably don't want a strange englishwoman asking your advice this early in the morning." Cruella smile sweetly at the waitress, then sighed and looked down at her bony hands. The Devil Woman would have this whole town eating out of her claws in no time.

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Character Portrait: Ruby Hood Character Portrait: Gretel Fischer Character Portrait: Trixie Bell Character Portrait: Remus Weaver Character Portrait: Gin Saito Character Portrait: Flynn Ryder Character Portrait: Gold Lockhart Character Portrait: Antonio FaolΓ‘n Character Portrait: Ari Glass Character Portrait: Irvyn Whitmoore Character Portrait: Peter Panning

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The trio didn't fit together, as far as appearances went. They were cut from different cloth, one lace, one silk, and one suede. They were three walking stereotypes, a miniature Breakfast Club cast, thrown together by a twisted fate. The princess, with her ivory locks and contagious giggle. The brain, with his preppy outfit and awkward mannerisms. And the basket case, with her heavy boots picking fights with the cobblestones, and her hair catching the light, this day a pale lilac, although it was prone to change.

They walked side by side, and chattered amongst themselves as they entered the mysterious town that they had decided to stop by in for a little while. Of course, with them, a 'little while' could be between a couple of days to a month or so, and thus their conversation was less focused on how long they'd be staying in Crimson Grove and more about where they could find something to eat.

"I don't suppose you have any idea where you're going?" The 'brain' frowned pointedly at the purple-haired girl to his left, who seemed to be directing the group in every direction. In most cases, he would be enjoying himself at the prospect of a new environment, taking in the sights and admiring the architecture. However, at this current time, he and his two companions were rather deadset on something far more important: breakfast.

"Perhaps a map...?"

The girl responded snark that wasn't all that out of character, although the bluntness of it was certainly spurred by her empty stomach. "Oh, right, of course! A map! I'll just whip out my 'A to Z Atlas of Obscure Towns..." She feigned reaching into her back in search of the fictional book, before shooting him a withering look. In response, he only tutted.

"It's weird that this place is so unknown, though, right?" The 'princess' chipped in merrily, apparently far less prone to hunger-driven sulks that her friends. As she looked around, her eyes were wide with childlike enthusiasm, and her pale lips were curled into a smile. "I mean, it's pretty cute, and it's right by the seasi- Oh! Look!" She pointed eagerly to a shop sign, and the others followed her gesture before the faces broke into relieved smiles.

"About bloody time. I thought I was gonna starve to death." "You ate yesterday." "Your point is?"

With Ari now leading the way, the three entered the cafe. As they walked through the door, the bell above rang out with a cheery softness, as though welcoming them in. They moved over to a free table in the corner, sliding into the seats before immediately picking up the menus laid out on the smooth, polished wood.

Ari looked about the diner with the same enthusiastic smile she had wielded so prettily before, and nudged Irvyn in the arm, -at the same time prodding Gin's leg with her foot- to get their attention. "And this diner's cute, too! I don't get why we haven't visited this place before!"

Gin shrugged, still eyeing up the menu, in her head deciding on a bowl of fries and a strawberry thickshake. "I dunno. It is cute, I guess. A little weird, though."

Irvyn raised his eyebrows, perplexed, and Ari frowned curiously. "Weird? How so?"

Gin shrugged once more, trying to think up a reason for the odd feeling she got by being here, in this little town. It was strange, but she felt as though this place was... different. Different to all the other villages, cities, and towns that they'd wandered through before. Why? God knows.

"I dunno. It just is."

"Oh. It 'just is'. How very informative."

"Shut up."

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Character Portrait: Ruby Hood Character Portrait: Gretel Fischer Character Portrait: Trixie Bell Character Portrait: Remus Weaver Character Portrait: Flynn Ryder Character Portrait: Gold Lockhart Character Portrait: Antonio FaolΓ‘n Character Portrait: Cruella de Vil Character Portrait: Peter Panning

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"These items are at least worth a couple hundred each," Flynn said as he placed the array of stolen items on the counter inspection. The owner of the pawn shop starting looking at each of them. Gold placed a hand on her hip and stared at the at the pudgy man, with 'don't mess with me' eyes. One look at Gold, had the man clicking his tongue is annoyance. Let just say, Gold had blown her top here on more than one occasion.

"You're right. I'll give you $800 for the lot," the owner said eventually.

"Thanks," Flynn said accepting the money and grabbing Gold by the arm to force her to leave with him. Gold was annoyed, she had a serious rule about never taking the first amount offered, and Flynn knew it. "I know what you're thinking, we could have gotten more for it but this is good enough. Here," Flynn said once they were out of the pawn shop. He handed Gold her half of the money which she quickly pocketed, you couldn't be flashing that kind of cash, there were thieves in Crimson Grove.

"Easy for you to say, looking like this doesn't come cheap," Gold said defiantly as she gestured to her face. Though the message was somewhat lost in the fact that after a whole night of hard work, or as some people would say thieving, she looked slightly less than perfect. Remembering the hard work she had put in last night made her pause in the middle of the road and look back at the pawn shop, tossing up whether to go back and demand the money she felt her and Flynn were rightfully entitled to.

"Come on Gold, if you must you can yell at the man later. Right now we need to eat something," Flynn said as he walked off toward the diner, leaving Gold in the middle of the street.

"Fine." Gold cracked and ran off after Flynn, though she refused to admit he had won, and so instead she walked to paces in front of him with her nose in the air. "But only because I'm dying for a coffee."

They both walked into the Diner and Gold did what all good thieves do. She scanned the room. She saw nothing attention grabbing, Ruby, her new waitress, Trixie sitting at the counter, and a few others. "Got a new person. We need to keep an ear out to see if he has anything of value on him," Flynn whispered into Gold's ear. Okay, maybe the whole sleep deprivation thing was dulling her senses.

"Oh him? He's cute."She said as she watched him out of the corner of her eye and joined Flynn in the booth he had chosen. "I gotta say Flynn, I am loving these new-comers to Crimson Grove," She said low enough for only Flynn to hear.

Gold flipped through the menu, as she saw Dr. Weaver sit down next to the new guy. "Peter, correct? I've been waiting for you to arrive! Thank goodness you arrived safely." So the newcomer knew Dr. Weaver, that was certainly something, after all, Dr. Weaver was the very definition of a man with too much money.

That was when Gold stopped listening to the pair at the counter as her attention was stolen by the very luxurious black and white car that just pulled up outside the dinner. Gold knew it was an out-of-towner, since her chosen profession involved keeping tabs on all the rich people and their pricey possessions.

She watched as a woman left the car, and strutted into the diner. The woman was all old-school glamor. Dressed in expensive designer wear, bathed in a perfume Gold would never be able to afford and they way she commanded the room. She made the $400 in Gold's pocket feel like chump change. For the first time Gold was completely conflicted. She knew as a thief she should be scoping her out like she would any other potential victim. At the same time though, Gold's natural instinct was to watch in awe. She didn't want to rob this woman, she wanted to be this woman. Classy, elegant, glamorous and very, very rich. Gold looked to Flynn to and raised her eyebrows questioningly.

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Character Portrait: Ruby Hood Character Portrait: Gretel Fischer Character Portrait: Trixie Bell Character Portrait: Remus Weaver Character Portrait: Loup Hood Character Portrait: Jack Frost Character Portrait: Gin Saito Character Portrait: Flynn Ryder Character Portrait: Gold Lockhart Character Portrait: Cruella de Vil Character Portrait: Ari Glass Character Portrait: Irvyn Whitmoore Character Portrait: Peter Panning

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Image"Can I have pancakes with berries and syrup, please Ruby? And do you still have that berry tea. If you don't, I'll just have a normal tea." she heard the little fairy question and just like every other time before, she would nod her head and write down her order among the others she had heard from the patrons at the counter. "Of course I still have the berry tea. I honestly kept it around because it's your favorite," she stated before turning back towards the new blonde guy who apparently seemed to know the doctor.

"Why good morning Miss Hood, how is your father doing?" She sighed and just shrugged her shoulders, "Just as he was months ago. There has been no change." Ruby honestly just wished her father would hurry up and return to normal. It would be so much easier to help him change his ways without his wolf getting in the middle of all the decisions he chooses to make.

"Oh, I'll take a coffee, if you don't mind." Ruby jotted down his coffee order before stepping back into the kitchen and placed Trixie's order upon the line with the other orders and she immediately started fixing Trixie and Remus's drinks. After a couple minutes, she stepped out with the coffee and tea before setting them down in front of the two of them. "Your pancakes will be out in five minutes," she stated to her best friend. At that moment she thought back to Belle, wondering how she was doing this morning. Maybe she'd stop by back and home and check on her father and Belle during lunch.

Just when she thought the rest of the morning was going to go by so plainly she noticed Flynn and Gold step inside and take a seat after studying all of the customers who were inside. Ruby immediately felt for Gretel, seeing as how she had to deal with taking those thieves orders. Ruby just hoped they wouldn't attempt taking things from her shop. She didn't want to get the police involved, again. That was the last thing on her list of things to do, ever.

Ruby chuckled a bit when she noticed Eric's dog running off again, something that happened almost every morning Eric took Max out for a walk. She shook her head and returned her attention back to the customers in the diner. Just then the bell rang for her to grab Trixie's food.

Ruby walked back into the kitchen, retrieved the food and set it down in front of Trixie. "Here you go," just as she spoke she noticed Jack Frost step inside.

She stepped away from Trixie, knowing that he was going to speak to her among all people and she didn't want to make either of them feel like she was just wanting to be in the middle of their business, so she began making herself busy. Just as she stepped away, she felt a freezing chill down her spine. She shivered a bit and glanced over at Jack with a soft smile, knowing it had to be him. When she got cold chills, they never felt like ice, so there was no other reason for it. Deep down Ruby wished she would be able to get to know Jack instead of just knowing what she sees.

After a couple moments, Ruby heard her father howling. She immediately dropped what she was doing and was getting ready to run out after her father, but Jack stopped her. He placed his hand upon her shoulder, sending an immense amount of cold chills throughout her body, he was going to take care of her father for her. "Thanks," was all she managed to say before he went on his way. She hoped her father was alright.

The brunette leaned over to Trixie and eyed the necklace and wand she had in her hand, "What was that about?" she questioned before looking over at Flynn who seemed to have a huge eye on Trixie's new possessions. "Now you might want to put those items out of sight before a couple hands get a hold of them," she whispered, signaling towards Flynn and Gold.
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Though once again, she was interrupted by another newcomer, a rather glamorous one at that matter. Though she just couldn't help but feel like there was something dangerous about that woman. She watched as she sat down at one of the booths before attempting to start up a conversation with Gretel. Ruby sighed when she noticed three more people stepping inside and figured that she mind as well give Gretel a bit of help with the tables.

Ruby stepped out from behind the counter and stepped up to the table where the three newcomers sat. "Hello, I'm Ruby Hood, I'll be your waitress this morning. What could I get you?" she questioned.

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Character Portrait: Ruby Hood Character Portrait: Gretel Fischer Character Portrait: Trixie Bell Character Portrait: Remus Weaver Character Portrait: Jack Frost Character Portrait: Cruella de Vil Character Portrait: Peter Panning

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Before Trixie got her answer from the newcomer, the doctor came in and sat beside him. "Peter, correct? I've been waiting for you to arrive! Thank goodness you arrived safely." Peter?! No. No, it couldn't be. He was much too old. She was just too used to associating that name with one person in particular. She took a sip out of the newly arrived tea to steady herself a bit. Of course it wasn't Peter. She would have recognised him. "Thank you!" she said as Ruby put the pancakes down in front of her.

She glanced up as the door opened again and grinned. In walked Jack Frost, her favourite person in the world. As he held his arms out for a hug, she scrambled down off of the stool and wrapped her arms around him tightly. She'd never minded the cold that came with hugging him. It was only as she let go that she realised how long it had been since she'd seen him... and that he was in his night form. That wasn't right, the sun was well and truly up now. Before she could ask any questions, he spoke, whispering to her. His breath was cold, but she was so used to it that she didn't flinch.

"Listen girly. I've only come by for a short time and then I have to go again. I only came to give you this." She frowned at him, but that soon faded into a look of fascination at the glowing blue pixie dust. She hadn't known it turned that colour when it was frozen. it was pretty. "It will thaw soon, don't worry. I thought you'd like it and let me tell you. That wasn't easy to find. Oh right, then there was this." Her frown returned briefly, until she took the wand from him. At first, she thought it was made of ice due to its temperature. But as it warmed in her hand and still didn't thaw, she realised that it was a proper wand. Confusion furrowed her brow. "Now this was given to me to give to you. I can't really say who I got it from, but they said when the time comes, you'll need it. It was odd, but whatever. I didn't bother asking anything because the person left before I could."

Trixie opened her mouth to say something, but before she could get a word in edgeways, there was a howl that sent an entirely different kind of shivers down her spine. There was a clatter as Ruby put something down rather hard, but then Jack was over, putting a hand on her shoulder. Trixie swallowed, refusing to acknowledge the jealousy that she could feel bubbling in the pit of her stomach. And then Jack was going as quickly as he came, calling out his pet name for her as he left. She turned back in to her food, studying the wand carefully. It was only as Ruby spoke again that she was jolted out of her reverie. "What was that about?" She hesitated, but before she answered, Ruby whispered a warning about Flynn and Gold. She nodded, leaving the pixie dust around her neck and putting the wand into her backpack. The pixie dust would be safe around her neck, and she sat the backpack on her lap as she started to eat.

The door opened yet again- the diner really was busy this morning. But the woman who walked in was unfamiliar. Trixie immediately became uneasy, and watched her sit a few seats away. She could smell the expensive perfume and gin from her seat, but that wasn't what was making her uncomfortable. That woman had magic. Bad magic. Trixie eyed the dogs cautiously. They looked like the type to bite- and especially at fairies. She scanned the diner, wanting to warn Ruby and Gretel, but Ruby was serving another group that had just entered, and Gretel had already been snared by the woman. She picked up her tea and pancakes and moved a bit closer to the woman, resisting the temptation to hold her breath.

"Sorry, but I couldn't help overhearing. My name's Trixie, I live in town. I'd certainly love to come to your... soiree. But you'll have to excuse me, I'm a little nervous around dogs," she said, shrugging a little and eying the dogs cautiously. She wasn't usually, but she was nervous around those dogs. If she could sneak some pixie dust out of her bag, she could deal with them, but she wasn't taking any chances with this woman. She had no interest in going to the party, but certainly wanted to check her out. See if she could find her intentions.

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Character Portrait: Ruby Hood Character Portrait: Gretel Fischer Character Portrait: Trixie Bell Character Portrait: Remus Weaver Character Portrait: Gin Saito Character Portrait: Flynn Ryder Character Portrait: Gold Lockhart Character Portrait: Antonio FaolΓ‘n Character Portrait: Cruella de Vil Character Portrait: Ari Glass Character Portrait: Irvyn Whitmoore Character Portrait: Peter Panning

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"Good morning Antonio, have a nice run?" "You bet." he cheerfully answered before turning his attention towards the menu. Everything on it always sounded so good to him but them again Andy would eat anything, he was a person big on food. Finally his eyes landed on what he wanted to eat, pancakes with blueberry syrup, scrambled eggs and bacon. If there was one thing Andy was good at then it was definitely eating and a lot. The wolf boy was about to get up when Trixie walked in and gave everyone a smile and greeting. Andy being himself smiled back and gave her a small wave. Then right after another person walked in, a blonde-ish male. Andy hadn't seen him around town but then again he doesn't think he had met everyone yet so he brushed it off as one of the towns people he hasn't met yet but his assumption was corrected when he heard Ruby greet him. She had welcomed him to Crimson Grove so obviously the guy wasn't from here.

Making a mental note to introduce himself later, Andy once again got distracted by Flynn who walked in with his sidekick. Honestly Andy had no problem with the little blonde even if she may have a problem with him or not but Flynn was another case. Andy sometimes wanted to get along with the guy but when he got shady and tried to steal from Ruby the couple of times since Andy's been here it got him a bit annoyed but whatever, the guy hasn't done anything yet so they were on good terms until then. Next came a tall man with a cane that Antonio only saw about once or twice around town, he was the towns doctor if he remembered correctly. Next was Jack, he walked in and exchanged some words with Trixie when all of a sudden that loud howl pierced through Andy's ears.

He sat up stiff as he looked out the large window towards were the sound came from with his head slowly titling sideways. His eyes flashed red for what seemed like a split second and he could see his reaction in the glass. Hearing some plates clatter behind him he turned to see Ruby looking worried and about to run out of here when Jack stopped her. Andy just stared at her, he didn't mean to honestly but he gave her that same curious tilt of the head that he just did. Was there someone else out there like him and Ruby in this town? His ears picked up on the door bell that chimed when it was open and a strong scent hit his nose. An odd mix of cigarette smoke and perfume came off this tall, fancy looking woman.

There was something off about her that Andy couldn't put his finger on but the dogs are what distracted him quickly from her. One growled at him but Andy couldn't help but to stare at them with a goofy grin and a childish gleam in his eyes once more. Andy loved all dogs no matter how big or small they were or how they acted or looked. He adored the slobbering and yapping creatures. Getting up from the booth with menu in hand he trotted over to the counter and took a seat next to the woman. If the lad had a tail, it'll be wagging all over the place right now. Flashing his wolf eyes down at the dogs for a second he then reached down to pet the closest to him. It let him without protest and Andy rubbed his ears before smiling over to the woman then at Gretel. " Hey, your working here now?" he asked curiously before continuing with his order. "I'll have pancakes with blueberry syrup, scrambled eggs and bacon please."
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The wolf boy sat there waiting for his food while the woman next to him began talking to Gretel, he tried not to be nosy but since he was sitting next to her there was no way to not listen to her. The diner was getting pretty busy wasn't it? He thought to himself when he heard the door open again. Right there is when an all too familiar scent punched Antonio in the nose. His head quickly jerked over the group of three that just walked in. Among them was a face he knew too well because he had knew her before he even cursed by the wolf. He blinked a couple of times making sure what he saw was real and not just some trick of hunger but no matter how many times he blinked she was still there. In all honestly he thought she was dead, not turning back was one of his regrets when she told him to run. How depressed he and Amelia were after that.

He thought he lost a dear friend, one of his most treasured people, one out of a handful of people he considered family. Gin was among others though, a pale, beautiful girl who's face seemed vaguely familiar and a young man who reminded Andy of a rabbit. Something felt off about her too and once again he couldn't stop his staring and that tilt of the head he did when he was curious about something. Half of him wanted to jump out of his chair and hug Gin but the other half wasn't so sure that she recognized him.

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Character Portrait: Ruby Hood Character Portrait: Trixie Bell Character Portrait: Remus Weaver Character Portrait: Jack Frost Character Portrait: Peter Panning

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Peter looked up and grinned at the dark headed waitress. "Everything actually." He told her with a smile. He rubbed his chin as he looked at the menu. "I think I'll have a Ruby's special. With berries on the pancakes. And... four extra pieces of bacon." He told her with a smile. He looked up at him. "Instead of coffee, I'd like to have a hot chocolate with whipped cream if it's okay. Also so orange juice and water." He told her.

"Hello. I'm Trixie. What's your name?" He looked over to see a petite girl a few seats away he opened his mouth to a reply when he suddenly, a man was sitting next to him. He looked over at him. He was a bit surprised at being called nephew but that made sense. It this man knew him, he must be related to him.

"Yes, Uncle. A nice man brought me to the edge of town." He said, shaking his hand. He turned back to the small girl, inclining his head. "Peter Panning."

She looked terrified but he didn't get a chance to ask him what was wrong due to the fact that she was hurrying off to embrace another man. He shrugged and turned back to his uncle. "I'm sorry, I don't really remember you... or getting a message to come here. Then again my memory has been failing me as of late." He scratched the back of his head.

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Character Portrait: Ruby Hood Character Portrait: Gretel Fischer Character Portrait: Trixie Bell Character Portrait: Remus Weaver Character Portrait: Gin Saito Character Portrait: Flynn Ryder Character Portrait: Gold Lockhart Character Portrait: Antonio FaolΓ‘n Character Portrait: Cruella de Vil Character Portrait: Ari Glass Character Portrait: Irvyn Whitmoore Character Portrait: Peter Panning

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Ruby quickly explained what Gretel needed to do, while passing her a notepad and pen. Gretel nodded dumbly trying to remember everything. Her memory was not the best. Though according to her fifth grade teacher neither was her mathematics ability, handwriting and social skills. Incidentally Gretel also hated her fifth grade teacher. "If you have any questions, I'd suggest you ask them now,"

"Um," Gretel looked down at the notepad in her hands, quickly running through her instructions in her head. "Take order. Hang order in kitchen. Bell rings. Take food to table. How hard can that be?"

"Oh, you'll need this," Ruby said as she handed Gretel an apron.

Gretel was relieved that the apron was white. She had actually been dreading the fact that she might be made to wear a frilly, floral apron. A thought she had accidentally mentioned to Hansel. He of course thought she was being ridiculous. Though she had got him to admit that he also would like to avoid having to wear a frilly, floral apron.

The door to the store opened as their first customer of the day arrived. "Morning ladies!" Antonio chirped happily as he sat in one of the booth. Gretel was kind of happy he picked the booth over the bar; that was she got to serve him. The boy hadn't been in town long, but Gretel doesn't take long when deciding whether she liked something or not, and she had decided she like Antonio.

"Alright, let's get to work then," Ruby said and she left to go behind the bar.

Gretel made her way over to Antonio's booth. " Hey, your working here now?"

"Yep, lucky you, my first customer," Gretel replied dully."Anyway Andy, I see you got the dress code," Gretel motioned to his apparent lack of shirt. Apparently he liked to run shirtless. Of course she had never seen him running shirtless as that would involve actually getting out of bed before midday, which was something she was willing to try for a view of Antonio shirtless. Though more than one of the oldies at the Nursing Home had been talking up fearsome tales of the town's first nudist moving in "So what can I get you for breakfast?"

Gretel looked across the restaurant and noticed how full it had gotten. She hadn't even noticed all the people entering. Maybe she wasn't going to make such a great waitress after all. Of course she didn't fail to notice that Flynn had come in, and he was sitting at one of the booths, meaning she would get to serve him. When she caught Flynn's eye she smiled at him.

However her smile dropped immediately as another customer entered the store. Now she was a Lady. She had black and white hair, blood red lipstick, and diamonds around her neck. Gretel felt her skin start to tingle. Gretel wasn't a particularly good witch. Partly due to the fact she never cared much for practice, and partly because after her parents left, her and Hansel were forced to learn their supernatural craft on their own. Of course with some help from the internet. Gretel knew enough about witchcraft though to know what dark magic felt like.

"I'll have pancakes with blueberry syrup, scrambled eggs and bacon please." Antonio said, dragging Gretel's attention away from the woman.

Gretel forced herself to look back at Antonio. "Uh, Yeah sure, that will just be a few minutes."Gretel replied as she wrote down his order and took it into the kitchen.

Gretel knew she'd have to talk to the woman eventually. "Hi, what can i get for you?" Gretel asked trying her best to be polite.

"Hello, Darling. I'll take a black coffee and an order of scrambled egg whites." The woman said with a pleasant smile, that made Gretel feel more at ease. "Oh stop it you wretched thing!" The woman said to one of her very large dogs that started barking.

"Yep, that's fine, it won't be long." Gretel replied, all ready to take the order to the kitchen.

"Oh, Darling, one more thing if you don't mind." The woman said leaning, giving Gretel a good whiff of her very strong perfume.

"Yea?"

"You see my husband and I just moved into town and we're trying to get to know the community a little better. We're thinking about having a housewarming party and, well-" The woman looked a little uncomfortable, so Gretel tried to smile and look friendly. "I'm not really sure if we invited the locals that anyone would come. Do you think the people here would be open to having a soirΓ©e at a complete stranger's house or is that idea just demented?" The woman shook her head. "I'm sorry, Darling, you probably don't want a strange englishwoman asking your advice this early in the morning."

Besides the fact Gretel hated being called darling, the woman seemed perfectly harmless. After all, dark witches didn't hsve soirΓ©es and worried about whether or not people would come. Gretel just shrugged. "It is a little early in the morning, but I say go ahead, I'm sure people will want to come, and if they don't, who cares."

Incidentally at that moment, Trixie turned around in her seat, and pronounced that she would love to come. Gretel gave the woman an 'I told you so look,' and went to put the ladies order in the kitchen. Gretel sighed, if the woman did go ahead with her idea, Gretel did not want to go, but she knew Ariel would definitely want to two of them to go.

Next up Gretel went to Flynn and Gold's table. "Here's trouble," She said approaching their booth. "Should I tell Ruby to check the till money after you two leave?" Gretel asked jokingly. "What can I get you guys?" She pulled out her notepad and got ready to take their orders.

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Character Portrait: Ruby Hood Character Portrait: Trixie Bell Character Portrait: Remus Weaver Character Portrait: Cruella de Vil Character Portrait: Peter Panning Character Portrait: Adelaide Weaver

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Remus watched the other patrons closely. None of them seemed very threatening, well, at least not to him. He sat there taking in the various conversations and bustle of the diner. He wondered briefly if it was always as busy as this. The local thieves, upstarts, and average joes all gathered here. A bit too crowded for Remus' tastes. A scowl tugged at his features, if only for a moment. Ruby then responded to his routine inquiry of her father.

"Just as he was months ago. There has been no change." Remus feigned disappointment and sadness. Empathy was his strong suit after all.

"Ah, that is unfortunate. Keep me posted won't you dear?" He said with a nod of thanks for the coffee. Then his attention was redirected to the boy beside him. Through his regular observations Remus had figured that poor Peter had really no clue about, well anything really. This would work to his advantage. Those who cannot recall anything are easier to mold into perfect dolls. Sipping his coffee with a smile, warm and comforting, he spoke to Peter once more sliding him a piece of monogrammed paper.

"Peter, this is my address. You'll be staying with me. It's really no trouble, I have so much room it'll be like you have your own house. Free of charge, meals included of course. Anything for family. So, my butler James will let you in because I won't be home until late. I got called into the hospital on short notice. So, as it seems, I'm headed off. I'll be seeing you Pete." Remus downed the rest of his coffee and paid, patted Peter on the back and snatched his cane with a nod to Ruby before heading back out of the crowded space. Saying short apologies as he passed people on the street.

While he hadn't been called in, he needed to go. He needed to see her. Making good time Remus strode down a few blocks to the Hospital. Tossing his cane into the umbrella holder in the doors, nurses scrambled to and fro welcoming him. He was the head of the hospital after all. He ignored all the clamor and pushed open the most lavish doors to a patients room in any hospital ever. A wave of cold air hit him as the doors swung open into the luxurious room beyond. Soft Mozart filtered throughout the air and on a large cushy bed, hooked up to several beeping machines, was the most beautiful little girl. Her soft blonde waves framing her sleeping form.

Remus rushed over to her side and swept the tails of his suit aside so he could sit beside her. His square hands lightly brushing her hair from her face, his blue eyes locked onto her face. Never wavering from her once.

"I'm here now Addie. I'm sorry daddy left you for so long. . . It just has to be this way a little longer. . . Just until I can figure out how to break this spell you're under." Remus whispered to her desperately. No one in town knew about Adelaide. The nurses weren't even allowed to know. Addie was Remus' alone to cherish. He couldn't risk having anything happen to her. His only treasure. Remus felt a deep sorrow tug at his heart as he watched her, his thumb rubbing her small hand that he clutched in his large one.

He intended to stay there beside her until nightfall, removing his shoes he laid down beside her and held her close. Talking softly, more to himself than anything else.

"Daddy's here. . . I'll protect you. My sleeping beauty."

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Character Portrait: Ruby Hood Character Portrait: Ariel Atlantica Character Portrait: Gretel Fischer Character Portrait: Hansel Fischer Character Portrait: Trixie Bell Character Portrait: Remus Weaver Character Portrait: Belle Chloe French Character Portrait: Loup Hood Character Portrait: Jack Frost Character Portrait: Gin Saito Character Portrait: Flynn Ryder Character Portrait: Gold Lockhart Character Portrait: Rapunzel Character Portrait: Eric West Character Portrait: Elsa Arendelle Character Portrait: Antonio FaolΓ‘n Character Portrait: Amelia Hollis Character Portrait: Cruella de Vil Character Portrait: Ari Glass Character Portrait: Irvyn Whitmoore Character Portrait: Adam Bestia Character Portrait: Peter Panning Character Portrait: Jasmine Dagher Character Portrait: Viviane Pond Character Portrait: Peridot Toothing Character Portrait: Will Fletcher

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ImageFlynn smirked when he heard her bring up Maude's. That was an amazing day, one of the best the two of them have ever done. "I'll give you a chance at feeling the adrenaline this time I had too much fun at Maude's," he responded as he stood to his feet and pulled out the matches from his pocket, showing them to Gold very briefly in a way no one else would notice before stepping into the male's restroom.

Flynn looked up at the ceiling for the water spicket before lighting the match and holding it up to the spicket, waiting for it to signal that there was a fire in the building. Just as the water began running out the spicket in the bathroom, he ran out the door, acting as if there were a real fire in the restroom and pulled the fire alarm, setting off that loud, annoying beeping sound and activating the other water spickets in the building. "There's a fire!" he shouted over the loudness in the building before heading out the door with the rest of the crowd. That's when he gave Gold their signal. It was now her turn.

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Trixie glanced over her shoulder. Flynn was gone, as was his constant companion. She had a bad feeling about the two of them, and while she didn't want to make any accusations, she couldn't ignore it. Before she could say anything about the fire itself, a fireman appeared and gave Gretel the good news. Trixie shrugged as Gretel turned to talk to her. "Well, that nice fireman just told you the first part. I had to go back in to get my bag-" she held up the bag as if to show what she meant, "-and there was no sign of a fire. Like, literally nothing. So now I have a bad feeling about that Flynn guy," she said, glancing over her shoulder. "Like, Ruby told me to watch my stuff when they came in, and I can't help but feel that there was something bad happening. Maybe I'm wrong, but I don't know," she said, shrugging a little.

Ruby arrived, clearly and understandably upset and worried. Trixie turned to her. "There was a false alarm. Flynn whatshisface set off the alarm and started yelling about a fire, but there was no sign of a fire when I went back in for my bag, and the fireman said the same thing," she explained. Trixie's hand went to the bottle of pixie dust around her neck as she glanced over her shoulder, still scanning the crowd for them.

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The hospital was nearer than Will had been expecting. His companions said their goodbyes and left again. Everything about them seemed to be hurried, but Will didn't dwell on it for too long. He made his way into the hospital and up to the desk. The nurse there looked up and smiled.
"Can I help you?" she asked.
"Hopefully," he said, smiling. "Are there any doctors free I could talk to? I have a problem with my joints that causes me quite a lot of pain, and I was hoping to get a prescription for painkillers." He always had to be careful to phrase it so he didn't sound like a junkie, trying to make up an excuse to get his fix.
"Oh, you poor thing. I can check for you," she said, and started typing at her computer. He stood there in silence, praying that there would be someone. One x-ray would show them the damage if they didn't believe the cane. The nurse pulled a face as she looked back up at him.
"No, honey, I'm afraid not. Nobody will be free to talk for another day or so," she said. His fist clenched around the handle of his cane.
"Is there really nobody I can talk to? I ran out three days ago and have been in quite a lot of pain ever since," he said, determined to get as much sympathy from her as possible. She frowned, tapping at the edge of her keyboard.
"Take a seat in the waiting area, I'll see what I can do," she said eventually. He smiled at her and took a seat, glad to have the weight off of his feet. Of course he'd wanted a heart more than he'd wanted this joints problem fixed.