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maskormenacelogs2016-06-29 12:59 am
cantwalkwithoutit) wrote in maskormenacelogs2016-06-29 12:59 am
Everyone Needs a Broom!
WHO: Rumpelstiltskin/Mr. Gold, and you!
WHERE: The one place you're most likely to find Mr. Gold is in his shop in Heropa, where he sells handmade brooms -- as assigned to him by the government on arrival.
WHEN: Anytime late June/Early July before the Independence Day celebrations. Hours in the shop are from 9 am to 6 pm.
WHAT: Anyone is free to tag in and start their own thread! Threads may move to other locations as the scene requires.
WARNINGS: None as yet, will update when necessary.
The store space is modest in comparison to his establishment back in Storybrooke, admitted, but the inventory is much more focused. In the large window in the front, various pieces are displayed, brooms with unique handles, some hand-carved, with bristles of many colors, some even that appear to have strands of gold in them. All hand-woven, even braided in some instances. Inside, it smells faintly of cinnamon, and still more examples hang on the walls. A counter with a small cash register stands at about the center of the room, and behind that counter is a worktable where Mr. Gold works on new projects with meticulous care, his cane set aside but within reach. There is a door leading to a back room that is always closed and locked. There's an aura of comfort in the place, of home and hearth.
WHERE: The one place you're most likely to find Mr. Gold is in his shop in Heropa, where he sells handmade brooms -- as assigned to him by the government on arrival.
WHEN: Anytime late June/Early July before the Independence Day celebrations. Hours in the shop are from 9 am to 6 pm.
WHAT: Anyone is free to tag in and start their own thread! Threads may move to other locations as the scene requires.
WARNINGS: None as yet, will update when necessary.
The store space is modest in comparison to his establishment back in Storybrooke, admitted, but the inventory is much more focused. In the large window in the front, various pieces are displayed, brooms with unique handles, some hand-carved, with bristles of many colors, some even that appear to have strands of gold in them. All hand-woven, even braided in some instances. Inside, it smells faintly of cinnamon, and still more examples hang on the walls. A counter with a small cash register stands at about the center of the room, and behind that counter is a worktable where Mr. Gold works on new projects with meticulous care, his cane set aside but within reach. There is a door leading to a back room that is always closed and locked. There's an aura of comfort in the place, of home and hearth.
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He laughed softly to himself. "I'll have to test that hypothesis next time. Though I warn you, you may want to quickly walk the other way."
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"Anyway...thank you for this, Mr. Gold. I do hope you've enjoyed at least something the shop has to offer."