Rapunzel Gothel (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
70ftandcounting) wrote2011-10-21 01:20 pm
70ftandcounting) wrote2011-10-21 01:20 pm
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[Hear that, Keep?
--Or at least, anyone around her room.
This is the sound of Rapunzel screaming.
She just watched the pumpkin of her mother die, and now there’s voices that wont shut up.
Feel free to come check on her, or run into her as she flees her room in a PANIC.]
--Or at least, anyone around her room.
This is the sound of Rapunzel screaming.
She just watched the pumpkin of her mother die, and now there’s voices that wont shut up.
Feel free to come check on her, or run into her as she flees her room in a PANIC.]
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[He strokes her hair.]
Who's she?
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M-my mother!
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Gosh, Blondie. I...
Here, come on. This has to stop eventually, right? So we'll go back to my room and I'll help you wait it out, okay?
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O-okay...
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He carefully lets go of Rapunzel and gently takes her hand, leading the way.]
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Come on, we need to talk about something... Anything.
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A-alright. Anything.
[Anything at all to stop the whispers.]
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[It's the first thing that comes to mind.]
Is it a pain to take care of it? I look a girls with normal heads of hair and I think it must be a hassle.
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O-oh, actually...yes. It takes forever to brush...and braiding it in the mornings is pretty...hard.
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I...I can't!
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[She shifts, and chews on her bottom lip. Just keep talking. This is Flynn - you can trust him, right?]
It's not...just ordinary hair.
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...Yeah?
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Um.
[She squirms. Everyone that knew at the Keep knew because it had been an emergency - she would just be...telling Flynn...
But again - she had told him she'd decided to trust him, right?]
Do you...have any scrapes or anything? Injuries?
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[He rolls up his sleeve, revealing a partially-scabbed over cut on his arm, long and thin, that he'd acquired during a bit of exploring.]
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[That'll work. She reaches for the end of her hair and pulls some of it free from her braid and gently wraps it around his arm.
Then she starts to sing.]
Flower gleam and glow
Let your powers shine
Make the clock reverse
Bring back what once was mine.
Heal what has been hurt
Change the fate's design
Save what has been lost
Bring back what once was mine,
What once was mine...
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Please don't freak out...
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I--
I'mnotfreakingout.
What... What was that, though? How did your hair do that and why didn't I know about it?
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It's just...always done that, I guess. Mother said that when I was little, some people tried to cut it, to steal its power for themselves. [She sweeps her braid back to show him the little brown piece.] But...once it's cut, it loses its power and it's just hair.
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So that's why you freaked out on me? Did you do that to everyone you ever met?
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[She flinches.]
It's safest for me, in the tower.
...Remember how I told you I don't get out much...?
[Try like, ever.]
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Oh. Oh.
Have you always been there, then?
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