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How can one be late for tea when it's always time for tea? "Oh? A visitor? Splendid! I was just dying to try out these new poison darts and-- wait where are you going?" Roleplay blog for Aldric Mercurion, part of the roleplay group Mirror land. Feel free to interact or send anons!

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Gonna give Esthir something nice on his birthday?

"Of course! It would be rude of me to give him nothing, right?"

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Do you wanna do the nasty with Esthir?

"The nasty? Is that another term for intercourse?" He tilted his head."In that case, yes."

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((HIATUS IS OVER))

((hey friends))

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ever seen him naked? would you want to?

"Do my thoughts count?"

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Tell us, what's your favorite thing to do with Esthir?

"My favorite thing to do?" He tapped his chin as he thought."Trick question. Everything I do with him is my favorite."

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Pester my character about their crush or special other!

Tease them, provoke them, put their head in the gutter — try to get them hot, flustered, and begging for mercy. Go!

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((i scrolled back and saw i missed somethjng Very Important))

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((IMM SOSORRY FOR NOT ACTIVELY RPING DURING TH E EVENT IM HORRIBL))

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"W-Wait…A-Are we s-supposed to go in p-pairs?! I-Ah! I d-don’t think I h-have anyone to go with! C-Can I stay home? …Balls are not r-really my thing…"

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"My my! You aren't really going to stay home right? Where's the fun in that! I'll drag you along if I have to~ "

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"..."

"Hmm. Ominous, exactly how I like events to be. Looks like I will be joining this time."

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"Ah…! O-Okay…Aldric" It felt so weird yet kind of nice to call him that. Everyone knew him as ‘The Hatter’, he was pretty ‘famous’, if you could call it that. Yet here Esthir was, an unimportant, unknown person calling him by his first name. In some way it proved to him that Aldric really saw him as a friend, someone he was close with. That made him very happy.

He felt a hand touch his cheek and was pulled out of his thoughts. Weird, he always tried to stay alert yet, around Aldric it was somehow harder to do so. He was caught of guard when he noticed how close his friend was standing to him, holding his face. “Ah! Uh- Yes! I uh O-Of course! I-I’m fine no-Nn worries!” he stuttered.

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When a blush of color appeared on the other man's face he grinned. "Now that's what I like to see!"  A good 20 seconds passed until he realized he had been mindlessly staring at Esthir's face. Oops. He took a step back and opened his pocket watch.  "Is it that late already? Oh heavens I must take my leave. I've got a meeting coming up, you see." he said before casually placing a kiss on the other's cheek. "I do hope to be seeing you around again soon!" and off he went.

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"Ah!- Jewelry?" He questioned, leaning over to see what the man was talking about. A small white stone with fractures reflecting various colours lied in his hand. "I don’t…" Sure jewelry was pretty, but he didn’t need it. Besides, it was too expensive for him anyway… "It used t-to be my mother’s jewelry b-box." He explained absently.

He leaned back on his bed, noticing that one of the pens on his desk wasn’t in the right place. How could that have happened? He wondered as he got up again to move it one centimeter. There. Good.

"A-Anyway! Thanks for f-fixing it. It’s w-wonderful that you took time out of y-your to-Nn h-help me out, Hatter….I-Is there anything I can do to p-pay you back?"

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Esthir never told him about his parents, and he didn't ask. If Esthir didn't want to tell, then so be it.

He snorted at the other moving the pen a centimeter to the left again and put the music box down on the table. After tossing the small opal up and down a couple of times he got up and dropped the stone in the pocket of Esthir's coat.  "No problem at all, my dear. Anything to pay me back? You don't have to do anything! Well-- one thing, though. Call me Aldric." he spoke with a smile. While tilting his head and softly placing a hand on the side of Esthir's face he remarked: "Your face is awfully pale. Are you feeling quite okay?"

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"Y-yeah of course!" He smiled at the Hatter. To be honest, He was one of the only people Esthir trusted. He couldn’t quite put his finger on why that was though…After all, they were technically the exact opposite of each other.Yet for some reason, being around Aldric made him feel calm and safe, which was strange because for most people, the Hatter wasn’t exactly a person that gave them a safe feeling.

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"Ah, excellent!" he chimed.  To be honest, this was the first time someone trusted Aldric with something.  With great care he inspected the inside of the music box and frowned.  "Well, it doesn't need oiling, which is good because I don't have any with me at this moment. There does seem to be a small stone stuck in between the steel comb and cylinder." He took a pair of tweezers out of his pocket, which happened to still be there after he used it to pick glass shards out of his own hand due to an incident which might be better left untold, and slowly took the object out. "I wasn't aware you fancied expensive jewelry." he chuckled as he dropped the small opal in the palm of his hand.

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Esthir smiled at those words. He grabbed onto the Hatter’s hand and dragged him along to his little home. It wasn't much to be honest. Actually it was just a tiny shack in the woods, but it had everything Esthir needed and that was good enough for him. He felt kind of nervous showing his house to his friend for the first time, what if he thought it was ugly? Or too small? Or shabby? Before He could worry his head too much about it, they arrived at his home.

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Once entering the room, he grinned. It was exactly as he expected Esthir’s home to be. Neat and tidy. When the other male wasn't looking he quickly moved a pen 1 centimeter to the right and chuckled. ”Ah- Sorry it’s such a mess.” "What a silly thing to say."

He gently took the music box from him and opened the lid.  "Mhmmm I see-- It's not broken, luckily! There's either something stuck in the mechanics, or it needs some oil in there. Nothing that can't be repaired in 5 minutes! Do you trust me with this?" He knew how much the box meant to him, and he wouldn't be able to forgive himself if he did something to upset Esthir.

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/ / Headcanon

Aldric has chapped lips most of the time. 

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"S-sorry…" He mumbled "Ah! You would do that? F-for me?" A small smile appeared on his face. "That’d be very-Nn k-kind of you."

He looked at Aldric. For some reason, being around him he always felt a lot more calm then he usually was. It was nice.

"Oh! I-it’s at my house! Do you h-have time right now?" 

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Something to do, at last!  "All the time in the world if it's spent on you!" He chimed with a smile. Never before has he been to Esthir's home before, which is weird considering they've been friends for ages. There was no denying he felt excited to come along.

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Esthir jumped at little at the sudden contact. “Wah! I-Uh n-no, I mean yes! I mean…Oh I don’t…know, c-can you? My music box broke a-a-and it helps me calm down a lot when I’m -Ah! s-scared and now-now I can’t listen and what if I get scared?! What will I l-listen too-N?!” Esthir started to panic again. He nervously fumbled around with one of the loose strands of his hair, finally looking up at the man in front of him. 

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His music box? Fortunately Aldric was in possession of quite some knowledge about the mechanics behind music boxes. He had fixed his own one plenty of times before. He took Esthir's hands and slowly guided them away from his hair. "Breathe, dear. It's horrible to see you all worked up like this." The man tapped his chin and thought. "Ah! What if I fix it for you?" he said with a grin.