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JEFFERSON (21)

I AM A TRAVELER AND ADVENTURER SEEKING COMPANY IN THIS NEW LAND. TELL ME A STORY AND I WILL TELL YOU ABOUT ONE OF THE WORLDS I'VE VISITED.

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OLD CUDDLR PROFILE (1/28/2017 - 5/1/2017):

I've traveled to many lands, some of which you may have read about in storybooks. A fun fact: Dormice make for terrible tea party guests.

No cuddling on the first date.

OLD CUDDLR PROFILE (9/21/2016 - 1/28/2017):

Single father who hasn't been on a date in more time than I care to admit. Let's start with getting to know each other over tea.

(Please stop calling me a 'DILF'. I'm not sure what that means, and I don't want to know.)

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[A quick intake of breath because, yeah okay that's definitely his face. They're around the same age, and if one of them looks a little older or younger you could put it down to the varying degrees of state pampering in their lives.

TJ's a little shyer in the almost-flesh, his first reaction a quick smile and blush, rubbing a hand at the back of his neck as he glances down.]

Well that was... quicker than I expected. Hi. Okay - hold on.

[While he picks up his phone and carries it through a slightly cluttered apartment, books and string lights scattered on surfaces. Cosy, but a little messy. Not unlike the resident. Anyway, the piano he sits at is a gleaming grand. It took him a while to afford this, but it was worth it.]

I'm gonna go with an easy one. Okay, so it's not as impressive thesedays, I know, but I taught myself this when I was eight.

[It's a piece of Liszt]

[ This whole notion of talking to 'himself' was a lot easier in theory than in practice. Jefferson could turn the video feature on and speak without hesitation at first, but once he sees TJ on the other end, it's as if he's looking in a mirror with a mind of its own. Almost, anyway. Though they're practically the same age, and even have very similar hairstyles (unlike Curtis and his doppelganger), there are enough differences in their respective demeanors that Jefferson can look at TJ and know that he's not actually the same as him.

Where TJ's a little shy, Jefferson's gaze is more... intense. ]

Hi. [ He sounds a little more uncertain now that the strangeness of this is starting to sink in more. Luckily, with TJ moving to the piano, Jefferson has something else to focus his attention on. It's funny, he had one back in Storybrooke, himself. He'd play it sometimes, though he never learned how to, really. The 'other' Jefferson did, however, and if he cleared his head and surrendered to that fabricated set of memories, he could, too. He didn't even know the names of the pieces or the composers, and he could never keep it up once conscious thoughts crept into his mind again. It wasn't something he'd do often, because he'd been so desperate to keep himself-- his true self-- as separate as possible from the intruder Regina put in his head with her curse. Giving in would only blur the lines.

Given that, it's at once fascinating and disturbing for him to watch TJ play. ]

It's... [ He blinks. ] You taught yourself that as a child? I'd say that's impressive.

Edited 2016-11-20 00:22 (UTC)

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sorry for this hideous slowness

no worries! I'm absurdly slow rn myself