IC: CONTACT (EUDIO)

[royalpassport]

❝ I'm not here. Leave a message. ❞

[ And now, thanks to Emma: ]

❝ Send me a message, and I'll respond when I get around to it. ❞

Comments

text;

[sheriffing]

It's a message system. Technically, you're always here.

audio.

[gameboards]

[He wasn't at the welcome party thing, and now she's recalling that she hasn't seen hide nor hair of him in quite some time. So, she does want any curious woman does: she looks up his contact information and sends him a message.]

Are you still here, darling?

[Action!]

[cantwalkwithoutit]

[ After their brief exchange and an apparent 'yes' -- Gold now finds himself sitting at a table in a cafe near enough to his apartment to walk to, wondering if Jefferson will even come. It's not often he asks to meet with people, especially not for casual conversation, but he has to start somewhere, and Jefferson answers. So he is taking a chance.

This place...has been Hell for him so far, with a number of realities he'd come here to deliberately get away from, and some new ones he never knew he'd need to avoid.

Like not being known, by people that should. By people he might really need if things keep going the way they are going. ]

12/25

[furthered]

[ Curtis leaves two packages for Jefferson, wrapped in a printed paper with a note that says - Seeing the good in someone, when they can't, is the best gift anyone can give to someone else. -Curtis ]

text; un: rafaello

[mordacita]

jefferson, my friend

could you call me when you get a moment, please. i have a job for you.

text;

[sheriffing]

Message.

[ that's all she has to send him, right? yes, she's permanently twelve years old, thanks for noticing. ]

[ audio ]

[assailed]

[ Texting is a bit difficult these days now that he's down to one hand. He resorts to audio simply until they get to know one another a bit better. ]

I understand you're from the Enchanted Forest as well.

[ video ]

[assailed]

I found us an apartment, mate. And it should have ample room for hats and such for you.