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I’ve been busy. I hope no one missed me.

#ic #black paint #/(OKAY NOW I'MA GO MAKE THE ERI BLOG lmao;;)

Uuuuuuuugh.

“Supposed to, ideally should, but it’s entirely up to you. Just don’t drag me into whatever mess you make if you end up throwing your true identity around. I don’t want to get in trouble for your dumbass ideas.” D raised an eyebrow at the other’s reply to his question about heights, a small grin appearing on his face shortly after. “I told you. I like to walk the wall in the morning for exercise. You can tag along or I’ll drop you off with the other initiates for training exercises. Pick your poison. You’ve got until I exit through the door.”

#ic #anentimos #black paint

“What’s a name to a squirt like you?” Damien shot the god a toothy grin, ruffling Tartarus’ hair. “Nah, I know. You’re Tartarus, but since you’re here, you’re now Erudite-transfer. Also, what’s the name you’re going to use while you’re here? Every initiate gets to pick a new name to go by when they enter Dauntless, if they make it to net.” The blonde continued to talk, moving over to his computer to shut it off. “Also, I hope you don’t have a fear of heights, or this won’t end well for you.”

#ic #black paint #anentimos #/(short but lmao I'm shit at super detail replies)

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/(wHO IS THIS–)

#ooc #dan mutters #YELLS COME TALK TO ME NERD

Damien had gotten a phone call that Tartarus was coming. He hadn’t been expecting him so soon though. He’d just gotten up, thankfully dressed, and was in the process of tying his shoes on for his morning run when the other literally just appeared in his room. He should have been expecting it. Then again, it wasn’t like he thought he’d be here in time for his appearance. Should he consider himself lucky, or just brush it off as something else?

The trainer shrugged it off and went back to tying his shoes, not bothering to actually way anything until the other decided to speak. In terms of the room, it was pretty small, an even 15-foot square all around. Tucked into one corner was his bed, and across from it, a small desktop computer. The rest of the room was covered in books, mostly stacked against the wall, a few on the floor and near his bed. The closet with his outfits was slightly ajar, but too dark to reveal much of anything. Black and dark colors-- the entirety of the room was devoid of color. How exciting.

As for the blonde himself, he was tucked away in a tank top, a leather jacket thrown over it, and black cargos to boot. Speaking of boots... He’s wearing boots. Which, were finally tied. Great. D stood and stretched, yawning softly before he looked the god over. Well, at least he wasn’t too bad looking.

“You’re just in time for the morning walk. C’mon, Erudite-transfer.”

#ic #black paint #anentimos #facetime

I’m too tired for this shit.

#ic #black paint #Already dragging someone to the infirmary.#What a joyous day.