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[lucency]

Who: Belle Gold, et al.
Where: The mansion, heading into the attic.
When: Immediately.
Rating: I don't see it getting much more out of hand than a PG.
Summary: YO Belle's here.


Let the record show that this is not how Belle expected to spend her wedding night. Of course, whether it's even her wedding night anymore is debatable, given the way the sun shines down and filters through the windows. And certainly it would have taken some time to travel to a mansion of this size, such a distance away from civilization (and she could see none of it from the grounds, just grass, shrubs, and a forest in the distance).

Well. Presumably. Unless magic was involved. A flash of anger makes itself known amidst the confusion in her face; Belle certainly would have hoped her husband would have told her if they'd be traveling with uncommon means for their honeymoon. That's just flat-out inconsiderate.

But there she is, still veiled and dressed in white. She turns in the foyer, taking in everything, staying silent until she utters a loud, questioning, "Hello?"

It's a beautiful place, and she'd be the first to condone that, but the silence is eerie and the fact that there's nobody here sets Belle on edge. She takes a cautious step, eyes darting around, brow furrowing - and then another until she's walking with purpose, clearing the foyer and the rest and making her way quickly up the stairs. It's a large place. There has to be someone there.

She comes to a pair of doors at the top of the staircase, and, politely, has the sense to knock on them.

"Hello? Is there anybody -" Belle wants to give them the benefit of the doubt, you see, but when it becomes evident that nobody's going to answer, she grabs the handle and yanks the door open, and that's when she enters the attic.

One step inside, two steps inside, and Belle can feel the curiosity overwhelm her. There's so much to look at, so much to see, that for a moment, she forgets her urgency. And, she leaves the door open.

Comments

jazzhands

[algidity]

[ Isaac's been wandering - no, not wandering - pacing about Wonderland all day. People are disappearing left and right and it has him nervous and scared.

So when he hears Belle's questioning, he can't help but tune into the sounds of her footsteps, her voice, even her heartbeat. Before Chris had disappeared, he'd been training Isaac to focus on these things, he was a far better teacher than Derek - not that he'd ever say that.

He's not sure if it's subconsciously or not so subconsciously that he winds up just outside the attic. After a minute of silent deliberation on whether or not he actually wants to respond to this woman's calls, he speaks up. ]

Doubt there's anyone in there.

[ Probably not helpful, but also probably not as unhelpful as he could be. ]

[widows_kiss]

It's the flash of white that catches Natasha's eye, just out of the corner of her eye. It's one of those restless days and she's been out wandering, even though there's rarely anything to see on the topmost floor.

Except today, apparently. She's ventured into the attic once or twice but never found anything of interest. The fact that someone else is looking is perhaps a bit more interesting that what the attic itself might hold, so she changes direction to come investigate.

Stopping in the doorway, she peers inside, finding the woman in white standing just inside the door.

"Hello?"

[madehervows]

[It's a search for anything magical that brings Regina to the attic. Sure, there's the closets and the vendors but she has no desire to trade away important memories for what she would need, and the closets aren't as helpful when it comes to killing an immortal teenager as they are for supplying people with pets.

The door is open when she arrives, leaving her to pause and peek inside. Surprise colours her face when she sees Belle in the dim lighting, that hadn't been what she was expecting.]

I swear, the two of you are starting to become like Snow and Charming. You're always finding each other lately.

[henrydaniel]

[Henry's been trying to map out the inside of the mansion now, put off from the outdoors by Pan for the time being. So when he hears a very familiar voice it makes him smile a little before popping out from around a corner.]

Belle! You're here too, now! Welcome to Wonderland.

[It's maybe not the best way to drop that she's in a totally different land. Henry will work on it.]

[undealt]

[To be fair, Gold spent his wedding night on the Oregon Trail with his father, Zelena, Regina, and some other assorted people. To that end, Belle's rather fortunate.

It's still not exactly what he'd had planned, however. Bed of lies, aside, he'd expected everything to go quite swimmingly. Wonderland, as per usual, had other ideas.

Finding Belle again in this accursed world is unexpected, to say the least, but as he heads back inside for one of his usual jaunts about the grounds, he stops short, staring vapidly at her back.]

Belle? He sounds surprised, like he hasn't seen her in days (he hasn't), as opposed to just a few moments. Had it not been for Baelfire being very, very real, he might have written this off as a dream too.]

[cursebreaking]

Even if it weren't for Belle's familiar voice calling out, the dress alone is too eye-catching for Emma to miss as she passes by the door to the attic, just in time to see the hem of Belle's skirt disappear inside. She frowns to herself, backtracking a few steps and re-directing her course to follow, curious -- Belle had been here not too long ago, but her stay had been all too brief. Here and gone in an instant, with no warning either way.

It was possible that Emma was just seeing things, maybe missing someone who was almost a friend, seeing as she was in short supply, but with as many people from home as they had turning up the last two weeks? Belle would have been the least surprising new arrival. Graham and Neal had her trumped in a big, big way, considering their arrivals were death-defying.

"Belle?" she calls as she follows the figure into the attack, her steps cautious -- she's never trusted this place. Wonderland's lost and forgotten things all in one place? That can't spell anything good for anyone.

[alionsheart]

Robin is making a concerted effort to spend more time in the mansion. He tends to wander about outdoors quite a lot, and that's all well and good from his perspective, but after discovering things like the diner - which he somehow missed entirely for over a month, terribly unfortunate - he's come to realize he ought to be at least a bit more aware of all of his surroundings.

On his way elsewhere, he passes by the attic and hears a voice, which draws him nearer. And then he realizes that he knows her once he gets inside the attic, and a bright smile spreads on his face.

"Belle!"

He's prepared to hug her as soon as they're close enough, so she has just a moment to sidestep out of that.