For Rapunzel, it was her heart that was pounding as she stayed hidden, crouching in the rafters above the strange man who had - somehow - actually found her in her tower. As he came to, Rapunzel shrank further back into shadows, and listened carefully to what he said...
Not that she could make any sense of it. The words she understood, but... What was happening 'again', exactly? That didn't seem to add up, although if this man found himself in these situations often - well, that had to mean he was an individual who caused trouble, now didn't it?
Rapunzel took in a sharp breath as he identified his bindings as her hair, her grip on the helmet he'd been wearing tightening. Pascal, seated on her shoulder as usual, shot her a warning look when she made the noise. Rapunzel nodded her understanding and agreement. Moments passed into minutes, though, and Rapunzel's curiosity began to urge her down. She leaned in, just slightly; hoping to get a better look...
And she slipped off the beam, just enough to make her call out in surprise, despite the fact that she quickly grabbed at her own hair to keep herself up. She recovered as quickly as she could, replacing her terrified expression with what attempted to be a stern look, though it only half-succeeded.
"Don't move," she ordered her captive. Half-crouching and half-hanging in the air, she wasn't sure what her next move should be - but she was determined not to let that show.
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Not that she could make any sense of it. The words she understood, but... What was happening 'again', exactly? That didn't seem to add up, although if this man found himself in these situations often - well, that had to mean he was an individual who caused trouble, now didn't it?
Rapunzel took in a sharp breath as he identified his bindings as her hair, her grip on the helmet he'd been wearing tightening. Pascal, seated on her shoulder as usual, shot her a warning look when she made the noise. Rapunzel nodded her understanding and agreement. Moments passed into minutes, though, and Rapunzel's curiosity began to urge her down. She leaned in, just slightly; hoping to get a better look...
And she slipped off the beam, just enough to make her call out in surprise, despite the fact that she quickly grabbed at her own hair to keep herself up. She recovered as quickly as she could, replacing her terrified expression with what attempted to be a stern look, though it only half-succeeded.
"Don't move," she ordered her captive. Half-crouching and half-hanging in the air, she wasn't sure what her next move should be - but she was determined not to let that show.