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[wantedtobebrave.livejournal.com]

[there's a loud crash]

...Nothing's broken!

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[dealwithgold.livejournal.com]

Are you hurt?

[wantedtobebrave.livejournal.com]

[Belle hops up from where she had fallen and dusts the front of her pants.]

I'm fine. Just a scratch.

[dealwithgold.livejournal.com]

[He gives her a quick once over, satisfied that she isn't hurt, and nods.] What did you drop?

[wantedtobebrave.livejournal.com]

I stood on the chair to dust the top of the bookcase. [Belle motions toward the bookcase in question.] And I leaned forward to far. [She kneels to collect a few books that have fallen as well as an old trinket box.] I must have knocked these over when I grabbed at the bookcase to stop from falling.

[dealwithgold.livejournal.com]

No harm done then. [He helps her pick some of the books and the trinket up, setting them on the counter.]

[wantedtobebrave.livejournal.com]

[Belle retrieves the duster that she had been using and wrinkles her nose.]

I didn't see you come in.

[dealwithgold.livejournal.com]

You were busy. [He plucks the duster from her as well.] Take a break.

[wantedtobebrave.livejournal.com]

Not terribly.

[Belle raises an eyebrow at the other.] If you insist. Did you want a cup of tea?

[dealwithgold.livejournal.com]

No, that's alright. Perhaps you could find a vase...

[Motions to the half dozen roses he'd set down earlier.] They fell off a truck, seemed a pity just to leave them.

[wantedtobebrave.livejournal.com]

[They fell off a truck. Oh, sure they did. Belle knows better than to press when Mr. Gold is being expressly matter-of-fact about a subject, though, so she moves to find a vase.]

And quite a waste. [She reappears with a glass vase and goes to fill it with a bit of water and sugar to prolong the flowers' life.] Where do you want them?

[dealwithgold.livejournal.com]

You take them. They won't get nearly enough sunlight in here.

[wantedtobebrave.livejournal.com]

Well, thank you. [Belle beams and arranges the roses in the vase.] They'll make my apartment look a little homier.

What have you been up to all day?

[dealwithgold.livejournal.com]

Your welcome. [Smiles softly and nods.]

I had a few errands to run, and a chat with the mayor.

[dealwithgold.livejournal.com]

Are you hurt?

[wantedtobebrave.livejournal.com]

[Belle hops up from where she had fallen and dusts the front of her pants.]

I'm fine. Just a scratch.

[dealwithgold.livejournal.com]

[He gives her a quick once over, satisfied that she isn't hurt, and nods.] What did you drop?

[wantedtobebrave.livejournal.com]

I stood on the chair to dust the top of the bookcase. [Belle motions toward the bookcase in question.] And I leaned forward to far. [She kneels to collect a few books that have fallen as well as an old trinket box.] I must have knocked these over when I grabbed at the bookcase to stop from falling.

[dealwithgold.livejournal.com]

No harm done then. [He helps her pick some of the books and the trinket up, setting them on the counter.]

[wantedtobebrave.livejournal.com]

[Belle retrieves the duster that she had been using and wrinkles her nose.]

I didn't see you come in.

[dealwithgold.livejournal.com]

You were busy. [He plucks the duster from her as well.] Take a break.

[wantedtobebrave.livejournal.com]

Not terribly.

[Belle raises an eyebrow at the other.] If you insist. Did you want a cup of tea?

[dealwithgold.livejournal.com]

No, that's alright. Perhaps you could find a vase...

[Motions to the half dozen roses he'd set down earlier.] They fell off a truck, seemed a pity just to leave them.

[wantedtobebrave.livejournal.com]

[They fell off a truck. Oh, sure they did. Belle knows better than to press when Mr. Gold is being expressly matter-of-fact about a subject, though, so she moves to find a vase.]

And quite a waste. [She reappears with a glass vase and goes to fill it with a bit of water and sugar to prolong the flowers' life.] Where do you want them?

[dealwithgold.livejournal.com]

You take them. They won't get nearly enough sunlight in here.

[wantedtobebrave.livejournal.com]

Well, thank you. [Belle beams and arranges the roses in the vase.] They'll make my apartment look a little homier.

What have you been up to all day?