#* written reply.

[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]

Good day! For Dr. Desaulniers:

What do you find cute (or attractive if you'd say that) about your lover collegue, Dr. Carl?

❝Oh, absolutely everything!❞ The doctor shook his head as if saying the question was ridiculous, tapping his clipboard with a manicured nail. ❝Aesop is just the most adorable man in the world. The way he gets all shy whenever I'm affectionate with him, the tilt of his wrists as he writes, the way a few stray locks escape from behind his ear as he looks down at his documents oh so seriously... Ah, how could there be anything lovelier?!❞

Joseph put a hand to his cheek and stared off into space with an infatuated expression, akin to a maiden in love. ❝Especially when he's so dependent on me... Ah, our own private hypnotism sessions are the best... A hint of fear, of desperation... He is the cutest when he relies solely and utterly on me.❞

[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]

For Joseph: What would you do if Aesop was transferred to the care of a different doctor?

❝Hm? What was that? I believe there's a fundamental misunderstanding here.❞ The doctor raised an eyebrow, the smile on his face twisting a little into something just a tad mocking. ❝It's not as if that would ever happen, especially since we're running this institution together. But, well, if you're referring to the past...❞

Dusting his doctor's coat off with a deceptively delicate hand, Joseph shook his head and waggled a finger, tsking as if chiding a child. ❝That would still never happen. I was always the most favored doctor by the Dean of White Sand Street Asylum, especially since I helped him quite a bit with monetary donations. I was the person with the second highest authority in those halls. The Dean was glad to repay me by giving me one measly patient.❞

Shaking his head, Joseph chuckled. ❝Aesop is mine. And whoever tries to steal away what's mine... gets punished. Understand? So run along now, and pretend you know nothing. For your own sake.❞

[asylumduo]

Hey Joseph & aesop, since you guys work in asylum & meet the rest of the paitent & doctors, do you guys met emil & ada?

❝Ah, yes. I remember those two quite well. Emil wasn't under my specific care, though I did help out the doctor who was in charge of him from time to time. I remember him as a bit of a scrappy-looking boy, like a mutt dragged out from a trash heap. I say this fondly, of course.

As for Miss Mesmer-- ah, though I suppose it would be Mrs. Mesmer now? She was something of an understudy to me. Very interested in hypnotherapy, and a sharp mind.

At least, that was what I had thought. Silly woman caused such a mess when she ran away with the "love of her life". Actually, I suspected she had something like that planned, but who am I to obstruct true love? Even if the way she went about it was beneath a woman of her intelligence. I, of course, did not make the same mistake. I left with my Aesop the proper way, legally.❞

[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.❞