#* aesop carl.

[asylumduo]

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(A man in gray stares at the other version oh himself…he seems perplexed by his hair color)

(Idv-ask-the-man-in-gray)

(Yay new Aesop and Joseph blog)

❝There's something . . . oddly FAMILAR about you. I can't quite put my finger on it . . .❞

Aesop examines the other from the top of his head to the very bottom of his shoes. Yes. . .it's almost like looking at his very own reflection. The stranger even has the same slouch, height, and hairstyle. The only difference is the colour! Fascinating, truly!

Is he hallucinating all of this?

❝They say copying another is the highest form of flattery. . .but I must confess it's rather off-putting Please refrain from dressing up like your doctors from now on--❞

[asylumduo]

It's from @ask-wick-the-postdogo //

"Bark bark bark" *Scratchs on door like if she nocking*

-Hey hey! Humans! I got some mail! Come to get it!

The blue-haired male glances upward from the desk he currently sits at. What is that sound right outside the door? Aesop hesitates only for a moment before standing to his feet, making his way to the front entrance. He slowly opens the door to see that a small dog in a cute little outfit is alone without an owner. The doctor cocks a brow, glancing past the animal to see who brought him here.

❝Are you lost. . . ? Ah, I see.❞

That's when he spots the letters in the puppy's mouth. A slight smile appears underneath his mask as he bends over to take hold of it.

❝Why thank you.❞

[asylumduo]

{{ don't look too closely to the pendulum! }}

[asylumduo]

For Aesop: are you actually a doctor or are you posing as one?

The pen being used to write with came to a screeching halt upon hearing the question at hand. His eyes flickered upward from the clipboard to merely STARE. Silence hangs heavy in the air for what felt like a century before Aesop opens his mouth carefully to reply.

❝Do you have PROOF that I'm not a doctor? I think not. . . Let us stay on topic of your treatment.❞

[asylumduo]

Hello joseph and aesop

How are you? :)

❝Can hardly catch my breath-- Joseph is running around here somewhere much like a chicken with no head. . . Always insisting there is no need to take a break. Wonder when he will crash and burn at this rate?❞

[asylumduo]

How did you two met?

❝You'll get varying answers depending on WHO you ask. As I recall it, I first met him as a coworker. I was brought to the Asylum as an expert on the Rorschach Test, you see. It's no surprise we would end up discussing our patients' treatments together.

. . .If you ask the SAME question to Joseph, he will tell you it's when assigned to me as my doctor. We seem to get our facts TWISTED in that regard. . .Nevertheless, we're here now and that's what matters.❞

[asylumduo]

*opens coat with mini survivors* what'll you have strangers?

❝Oh. . ! They are awfully. . .endearing to look at. So small--❞

Aesop glances over his shoulder to make sure his coworker is nowhere to be seen during this interaction. He chews on his bottom lip for a moment before deciding to reach for the one in a mailman uniform. Holding it close to his frame, nimble fingers play with the red hat on top of the mini patient's head.

❝I'll take this one.❞

[asylumduo]

{|{ That was a scary look you gave there, maybe i (should)n't dig into it, right? }|}