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Post by Neal Cassidy on Jul 27, 2015 5:55:26 GMT -5
Neal didn't know what to say when it came to how his father was treating his fiancee. He doesn't get the chance to judge, since he'd been out of his life for so long, and, now he was trying to act like he could tell him who to love. If Tamara wasn't in the other room, Neal would show his father just how he was feeling about how he was acting. Neal smiled softly at Tamara as she winked at him, before watching her leave the room. He made his way over to the table and grabbed a glass off of it, before turning back to his papa. “Papa, if this is you trying. Then I'd hate to see when you're not trying to be nice.” Neal then leant back against the table with his elbows gently against it. “Just give her a real chance please.”He knew that his papa wasn't going to get a chance to comment, since Tamara just then re-entered the room with the tray in her hand. “You know I did.” Neal said, ignoring his papa's response. This was going to be a long night, the truth was he didn't really care if his papa welcomed her or not, this was happening whether he wanted it or not. It wasn't his choice anymore, since he had made the choice to not be in his life when he was growing up. Neal watched the rug fly out from under Tamara's feet, and, he quickly ran over towards her and caught her as she was about to fall. He made her steady as he looked at his papa. “What the hell is wrong with you papa?” Neal asked, shouting before hearing his next comment. “What? Of course that's not true. I could never be ashamed of her.” Neal looked at Tamara and smiled, before making sure she was ok after nearly being knocked over thanks to his father. @tamara Mr.Gold/Rumpelstiltskin |
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Post by Deleted on Jul 27, 2015 19:04:26 GMT -5
everything felt like it went into slow motion suddenly walking , smiling carrying in a tray of drinks . The next thing Tamara knew the tray went flying drinks spilling and Neal taking a hold of her. gratefully she clung on to him tightly, jaw dropped from the realization that Rumple had truly just tried to hurt her. blinking trying to focus to regain her wits was she shaken by this yes but would she run hell no. now Tamara was even more determined to destroy the Dark one.
bring her attention back to Neal smiling affectionately at him. just as im not ashamed of you either. No matter what some think I love you Neal and im not running away just because some one just pull a juvenile prank on me. spinning her head about to glare at the horrible old man. finally letting go smoothing out Neal's shirt that she had wrinkled when she held on to him. I should go grab a cloth to clean this up why don't you two go to the table ill be in serve the first course in just few minutes. scrunching up her face frowning slightly at the mess on the floor. turning back to neal nodding before storming off this would at least give her some time to cool off before having to in the same room Mr. Rumpelstiltskin .
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Post by Mr.Gold/Rumpelstiltskin on Aug 8, 2015 16:20:01 GMT -5
Love is free but magic comes with price.. Rumple smirked as Tamara walked away once more . if she kept disappearing then this night might not be a bust. Leaning on the handle of the cane scowling at Bae. There was nothing wrong with him not that he knew of . Other then just wanting his son to find true love in the arms of Emma Swan. Funny I would have thought you would have mention mention her more if you weren't embarrassed. It's odd that you decide to tell me here in town after you arrive . and are away from Emma. Come now Bae you don't find that strange? Wanting to show his son that it was at least odd that Tamara not once came up in Emma presence. Rolling his eyes snapping his long boney fingers making the mess vanish . this what ever it is won't last she will only leave you with a bleeding heart and in tears. [/div] |
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Post by Neal Cassidy on Aug 13, 2015 5:28:22 GMT -5
NEAL CASSIDY  Neal smiled as Tamara clung to him, relieved that he had caught her in time. Neal couldn't believe that his papa had just tried to injure his fiancee, if this is what he meant by getting to know each other then he was right about being worried about having them meet. He tried to be calm in order to reassure Tamara, but, his anger towards his father was bubbling up again.
“I love you too. I'm really glad to hear that. Yeah, it was a juvenile prank wasn't it?” Neal glanced towards his papa, before turning back towards Tamara. Neal glanced down and nodded his head in appreciation at Tamara smoothing out his shirt, before finishing it himself. “Yeah, you should. Ok, we'll take our place at the table.” Neal placed a small kiss on Tamara's cheek before letting her leave the room.
Neal turned back towards his father as it was just the two of them in the room. He tilted his head in confusion as his papa scowled at him. What gave him the right to scowl? He didn't do anything yet. If his papa really wanted him to be happy, then he would try harder to accept Tamara?
“Why would I find that strange? I didn't really think it was something you would care about, since the way I grew up. I tried telling Emma before coming here, and, she knows. Why are you judging me anyway? You've had years to care, and, be involved in my life.”
Neal knew that his papa was trying to convince him that him and Tamara weren't serious, but, he didn't really care. Neal didn't care about his father's opinion anymore. Neal rolled his eyes as his papa once again used magic, before turning back towards his papa. Lowering his head, Neal felt the anger bubbling up inside before glancing back up. “Well, it wouldn't be the first time papa. Or don't you remember?”
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Post by Deleted on Aug 24, 2015 19:23:14 GMT -5
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Listening to Neal yell at Rumpelstiltskin the ebony skinned woman couldn't help herself. She grinned from ear to ear setting up the push cart with the food for dinner. Gumbo, salad , and fresh baked bread. For desert peach pie she had truly tired to make everything perfect.
Yet at each turn the dark one had tried to create some sort of a problem. Only it seemed to be for him self. Shoving the silver push cart out into the dinning room. Earlier in the day Tamara had set up the table to her liking parking the cart by flipping the brake at the base of the back wheels.
boys its time for dinner normally she hated to hear Neal yell it usually because of nightmares but with this type of yelling she found the act strangely attractive. Placing our the food before making her way back to the study and to waring individuals.
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