bakerstreet | the bj meme

The tail that had been gesticulating before moved to curl around the shoulder of the other mutant in comfort, a knowing look on his face. "I understand. It is... hard to find joy when merely existing seems to bother so many, but... I try. I hope you do as well. It may not be ideal, no, but we only have as much troubles as He thinks we can manage, yes? It is our test and our testament and it is not meant to be easy all of the time. But...," he smiled, tail giving one last squeeze before he took it back and nudged the other with his shoulder, "life moves on. As do we. We will find our place and our happiness, even if we must make it."

That melancholy didn't last long. Though he's not all smiles, he has a genuinely warm one to offer in return for the comfort offered in words and gestures (and how natural it feels to be embraced by a tail should probably be disconcerting, and yet.)

"It would not surprise you to know that I needed to hear that, would it?" He rests his hand over one coil of the other man's tail, squeezing briefly before moving said hand away. "It can be difficult to find joy, and more still not to be bitter. How is it said; sometimes I wish the Lord did not have so much faith in me?" He laughs softly, shaking his head.

"Ach, I'm getting maudlin. Tell me, what is Jima--Amanda, she wants to be called Amanda now." And this would be the face of Kurt barely managing not to roll his eyes. Really there's nothing wrong with the name, other than he liked her birth name better. "Tell me, what is she like in your world? Are the two of you together?"

And this would be where their selves diverged again, Kurt's brow lifting curiously as he cocked his head at the other blue mutant. "Amanda? I do not believe I have had the pleasure of meeting one of that name. So I suppose that answers that question. Though, I am curious what you mean by... together? Do you have a traveling companion or is there something more, mm?" Kurt had been found and adopted and brought into the circus, yes, but unfortunately, he'd not gone through any of the similar experiences his other self had had, including having foster siblings.

Which was a shame, really, because he would have loved that.

Somehow, even knowing the worlds they come from have significant differences, the idea that any version of himself would have never met her completely blind-sides him. Dumbfounded, he simply stares at his other self for a moment.

With a shake of his head, Kurt finds enough of his voice to murmur apologies, before explaining, "She was--she and a man named Stefan were my closest friends, from the beginning. When we became old enough, she and I became involved, and so remained for many years. On and off; we were a little wild in our younger years, and sometimes we came to desire time away.

"We never were married, though. I suppose some part of us knew it would not last."

There is a moment of jealousy in him, knowing that somewhere, he'd had friends that close. That he'd loved like that. Smiling almost sadly, he shook his head. "Nein. I was not without friends in the circus, but... no one like that, I am afraid. I had not become close to anyone until coming here, actually. Though, that isn't to say that I did not have affection for others."

Ororo. His eye and mind had certainly been caught by her and had things worked out differently...

But that was neither here nor there. "I am glad you had that, though. It must have been nice."

"It was," he answers softly, studying the face so like his own. "While it lasted."

His tail loops around the other man's waist first, tugging gently to encourage him closer. Or perhaps just for the sake of being there, as his next motion is to scoot close enough to wrap an arm around Kurt's shoulders.

"Ach, look at us. We're both of us miracles of God, meeting in a place of old magic, and we are being maudlin! Come, fill your glass and tell me about the friends you have made here." Kurt punctuates by taking a gulp of his own drink, reminding himself to ask what in the world they're drinking. It's sweeter than his normal taste, but perhaps his normal taste could be improved.

The tuck of a tail around himself that wasn't his own was a surprise, but one he could quickly get used to, smiling back at his own face as he patted him on the back. "This is very true. Wise words, my friend. We are supposed to be celebrating, and what better to celebrate than finding oneself, yes?"

He found his own joke quite hilarious, proven by the chuckling, then he joined Kurt in tipping back his drink, finishing it and signalling for another. "I have met some very strange, yet very wonderful people here. I'm certain they'll be just as kind to you as they have to me."

That makes two of them who find it amusing, if the echoing chuckle from Kurt (softer, he's beginning to notice that he's a little quieter in this) is any indication. He's also drunker than his clarity of speech lets on, and it shows in the languidness of his movements when he waves for the tend to make it two drinks.

"One can only hope, but tell me about them!" Already close, Kurt tilts his head to speak into the other mutant's ear, lowering his voice to keep his words from carrying. "Are you being so circumvent because you have found a companion here already?"

He shrugged, eyes sliding to the side to see blue skin close to his own. "Yes and no. I have met those here I would happily call friend and those who seem to be from my home, though there are... timeline discrepancies. There are also those here from other worlds, ones without mutants, and they are interesting to talk to in all the differences they have. There is one that is... more than a friend, though it is certainly not someone I would have expected if asked before coming here."

That glance is enough to have Kurt leaning away slightly, murmuring a preemptive apology. In the next breath he continues their conversation, one of his eyebrows raising at the mention of timelines. "Perhaps I was wrong to call this a place of old magic; it sounds more like a science fiction book! Are any of them from the future?"

A smile crosses his face, bright and warm--and then he bursts into giggling before drawing more than a breath to speak. The tail still around his friend (that's as good enough a word as any for his other self, isn't it?) unwinds to gesture for a moment. Or two, though the cheerful laughter dies down enough for him to speak after that. "Sorry, sorry. I simply--I have drank very much, I think. I am being very silly.

"Why, why would you have not expected them? Perhaps it is prideful to say and may God forgive me if it is, we are both very handsome men. It does not surprise me that you would have found someone to keep you company here."

It wasn't the proximity that bothered Kurt as much as the question had. It had taken him a couple days of searching within himself to find his own answer to the question of how comfortable he was with his arrangement and while he didn't expect his other self to judge too harshly, he couldn't be certain that his opinion would match his own. "I think our experiences have been very different. I am comfortable being the way I am and I know He made me with His own ideas in mind, ones I would never question, but... I was not expecting to be so readily welcomed here."

Sipping his drink, he gave his other self a sly grin, shaking his head. "I had thought that my first... well, anything really, would be with a lovely young woman. Instead, I found myself with an interesting man. I would not have thought of that before coming here, to be honest. But it has happened and I do not regret it. I am... happy with how it turned out."

His tail came up to tap at his other self's drink. "Be careful not to drink them too quickly. The candy ones always hit harder than they taste like they will."

"No, no. Yes, but--" Momentarily at a loss for words, he begins gesturing with his hands as though trying to grab them out of the air. After a few seconds of this, his tail joins the motions in a surprisingly intricate series of gestures. When the words finally form, his tail jabs at the air in triumph. "I would not have expected to be welcomed here either, had I not seen proof in you."

The sly grin is met with a bright one, and a slight darkening of his cheeks. Why the latter, even he couldn't say for certain. "He is kind to you, then? And good in bed? This is important too!"

A blink later and Kurt seems to realize the words that came out of his mouth. The purple hue in his cheeks spreads, and he lays his face in both large hands. "I think your warning is a little late," he grumbles, voice muffled.

Kurt laughed. It was so strange to recognize the motions he'd made himself and understand what they meant, but see it on another and not in a mirror. And the embarrassment his other self felt was hard not to smile at, though Kurt found himself blushing for his own reasons. "He is... very kind. We have only-- well, I would not say we've entirely, ah, consummated our relationship, such as it is, but I have enjoyed what we've done so far, yes."

He took a slow sip of his own drink, a practical precaution considering how loquacious he seemed to get on them. And energetic. Ah, the blessing of sugar. "There is nothing wrong with enjoying yourself while you are here. I believe it best to... consider yourself on pause, as it were. It seems not much applies here, the rules all being bent in every which way. Drink, eat, be merry. Just do not regret your actions, yes?"

It's a domino effect. He sees his other self blushing and his own cheeks turn darker. This time his amusement, albeit soft, is actually audible as he begins to laugh at how ridiculous he's being. "Yes, well, perhaps I will ask you for tips if you should? That, I have not done with a man. The tail seems it would make it awkward, and I have never--well."

Kurt punctuates with a shake of his head and a vague gesture somehow meant to encompass all the reasons he can't quite put into words. It ends with an arm propped on the bar and his head resting against the hand, listening to his other self's words. Humming thoughtfully, his eyes flicker down and back up to the other man's face in little more than a blink. "Is that what you think of this place? That we are in a very pleasant Purgatory, of a kind?"

As he speaks, he slides his drink over to his companion, quietly requesting a water from the tender as they pass by.

"Ah, neither have I, though," his voice dropped, cheeks darkening even further, eyes looking down at his drink as he toyed with it, "I will admit to being more than a little curious about it. I have certainly enjoyed what we have done so far."

He finishes his own drink, looking at the one being slid over to him before shrugging and deciding he may as well. "Mm, something of a sort. We are here out of time in regards to our own world, yes? Though, we are not here indefinitely, thankfully. We are to pay a debt and then be returned, hopefully for the better. The agreement we make entails we might... enjoy ourselves while doing so. I do not see the reason to make it such a hardship."

"I wonder how a man could not be. Curious, that is," he clarifies in a low voice, glancing away long enough to make certain no one's listening to their conversation. He is nowhere near drunk enough that someone overhearing would be less than humiliating. "But, well. We have some unique considerations in this, yes?"

Pressing his lips together, Kurt swallows a smile when his other self takes the drink. Good; at least now he won't be the only one drunk as a lord. "No, no, I didn't--My words are not coming well. I hardly see it as a hardship to be given free reign for displaying love and affection. Never did I expect this extent of it while I was alive. It is just also a little strange, to be told 'do as thou wilt' and it be the whole of the law. Well, not the whole, but close enough."

"Do we?" He looked over at his other self, curiosity certainly clear as he wondered which aspects were unique. Other than the tail and different number of digits, he'd not seen much difference between himself and any other. Well, okay, the coloring too and the little differences. It made him wonder what his other self meant.

"Ah, well," he nodded, trying to clarify, "we are here, are we not? Certainly He has a plan for us and perhaps the opportunity to change some aspects of our lives is that plan. I'm certain we are not out of His purview, so I do not think He would expect us not to use the free will He has given us for our benefit, as well as the benefit of others."

"The teeth," he answers sotto voce, his own eyes firmly on the glass of water in front of him. Of all the things to make him blush so deeply, it's this that has the heat crawling up the back of his neck. He rubs at the area in question, twitching almost imperceptibly when his fingers run over the circular scar there.

It's a relief to concentrate on a more philosophical question, even if he's drunk enough that mulling over the other man's words feels a little like walking through syrup. "I would hope that we would know if this place were somehow beyond His reach. Perhaps you are right; I would like to think so. Certainly I can understand why He would put us in a place where we are accepted without qualm, so that we would know it is possible where we are from."

"Ah, well... yes. I have... found ways around that." And there was his own blush creeping up to match his twin's, remembering his encounters with Newt and what had occurred then.

The acceptance of his own thoughts has him smiling, nodding as he played idly with the glass in front of him. "That is what I was thinking, yes. This is what it could be like. It is certainly what I wish it was like, and if this is but a glimpse of what we can have with this opportunity... I am willing to play along to get it."

Kurt's eyebrows nearly hit his hairline at that admission, surprise writ clear on his face. And jealousy, though it's much faster to leave his expression. "Your--companion is an adventurous man," he marvels softly, resting his temple against a softly-curled fist. "I, well. The sight is off-putting to the attempt, I've found.

"And the rest of it is not bad either," he mutters, voice shaking with repressed laughter because it's funny. It's funny to compare the gods his mother worshiped with the one he bends knee to and think perhaps in this they have more similar views than he'd been told. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. You are right, and it is a wondrous thing; but it is also funny!"

"He is, though he's also as drawn to the differences as most are repelled by them. I have found him to be... very receptive. Though, I seemed to be more worried about the potential for harm than he." Ah, yes, that night still rang clear in his mind and the smile he wore now was one of fond remembrance.

His tail found its way to his other self's shoulder, patting him consolingly as he smiled. "It is okay to find humor in it. It is a strange situation, though I would much rather find myself here than in some other straits. It is certain more... well." He ducked his head down, hand waving as if he didn't really need to finish that.

Oh yes, that would be envy. Good-natured of course, Kurt doesn't begrudge his other self this happiness, and would never dream of taking it. But there are still certain things he's never done, and longed to. "Perhaps I should be asking you for advice," he jokes, washing the words down with a gulp of water.

Kurt reaches up to gently squeeze the spade of his doppelganger's tail, much as he would a hand. His own tail waves vaguely, as if to say 'yes, but--' "Very strange situation, and I fear I am not clear headed enough to give the philosophical questions the correct consideration. I am not Greek, yes? I do not think better with wine in me--or whatever it is we've been drinking."

He laughed, finding the idea of anyone, let alone another version of himself, coming to him for romantic advice to be... well, it was rather funny. His tail wrapped briefly around Kurt's hand, returning the squeeze as his other self went on.

"I still have not figured out what it is called, but it tastes like candy and makes everything feel like feathers falling from the sky. I do not mind them at all. But we will save the serious discussions for another time. I am more interested in seeing how you are doing here and that you fit in. I know it can be... new. Perhaps a little daunting?"

"Feathers falling from the sky. That is a good way to describe it," he murmurs, idly running his thumb along the ridges on his other self's tail. With his other hand, he reaches out to tap the other man's nose, tsking softly.

"Don't laugh about it, you know more about this than I! I was in a relationship before this, yes, but she was a woman! Very different."

There's a shiver that runs up his spine, one he can't quite suppress from the gentle caress of his tail. He let out a soft hum, relaxing against the bar and propping his head up on a hand, nose wrinkling at the tap. "See? And there you have me at a disadvantage, for I have not had that. Perhaps we should exchange all information about the other's... experiences. I am certain there are interesting differences between the two, mm?"

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