#roseaemortis

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@roseaemortis

He found it was somewhat easy to miss Aesop, which, giving it a bit of thought, was likely intentional. He couldn’t blame him, but it made what he had been trying to do a bit difficult. He had seen him around before, certainly, but it proved difficult to keep track of him, and even more so to approach him.

Though, now, he counted himself lucky to have found him at a quiet hour for the library. This wasn’t something he particularly wanted to discuss in public, after all... An anxious hand thrums against his camera bag, hoping he didn’t forget, and is quickly quelled. 

He approaches Aesop quietly, attempting to greet him without startling him with, “Excuse me, do you have a moment to talk? It’s a bit of a... distasteful matter, as well, so only if you’re in the place for such.”

[siphoningimpermanence-blog]

✟ @roseaemortis​

What a long night.

For the nocturnal, there was never an end to the party, but for a somewhat charming individual behind the counter like himself, there was a time to stop. There was a time and place for everything, but not in the finite amount of time he personally held. At the most, he was grateful to catch a cab to drive him back home.

“Home”.

 Or for what it was, a shared residence with various individuals: Some came, some went, but he found solace in maintaining such a quiet space for a few years. Of course, it kept everything he needed in a lofty space. It was nice, familiar, and warm to sleep in on tiring nights like this. Simply thinking about it just released a fluttering sigh as he ascended the complex. 

That’s right. Rest was a nice reward soon to come. It was 30 minutes past midnight, and the hallways were relatively dim; Everyone was to their own devices at that point. Xie Bi’an took out the key, and inserted it firmly into the slot. With a twist, it clicked. 

But for that night, it just did not. Staring at the door with a light expression, he attempted to unlock the door again. And again. And again. He proceeded to jam the key in and out of the hole, attempting with a wiggle, then attempted to shove into the door. Nothing seemed to work, and it was even aggravating to the fatigued man.When all had failed, he seemed to rest within the hallway in thought.At the time, he didn’t even stop to realize how much noise he must’ve been making.

A thought soon formulated. Perhaps, just on that night, there was at least one soul who remained awake.Resting the umbrella to lean along his door, he followed to knock at each door in the hall. One, by one, by one, there was the click of heels, and the light rapping only to receive no answer. Bi’an couldn’t help but sigh, but made one more attempt at the furthest door near the end.With how late it was, he didn’t even stop to realize how peculiar the red staining his gloves would appear.

 Knock, knock, knock! Hoping for an answer, his lips curved into a smile.

“Ahh...~ It’s much too late to be intruding, I apologize, but can you help me with something?”

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@roseaemortis ); ‘ tell me one truth and one lie. ’

“Hmm...” He pouts involuntarily. Aesop was going to be smart about this, huh? So he was taking a complete shot in the dark... Well, if this was the way he wanted to go, then Joseph would play along. At least if he wants to make it difficult, then it’d be more fun, perhaps? Only one way to find out. “Let’s see. ...Adopted. Is it that one?”

“Ahh, and as for me...” He leans back, closing his eyes and bringing a knuckle to his lips. He feels he might be too easily read for this to work, but...  He opens his eyes to meet Aesop’s gaze. “I've never had coffee, and... I've seen ghosts.” He’s smiling as if he’s some kind of hardboiled detective hot on a trail.

[blackwood-rp]

this is tetra, and i'd like to drop aesop carl from identity v. it's been fun but i just think it might be for the best right now. it's 12 / 16 and this was his blog. thank you!

All good, thank you for playing him while you did! We will miss our morbid baby.Aesop Carl has been dropped, please unfollow.

◦ Mod Cedar

[ifeelfound-blog]

@roseaemortis

“Hey.”

Uh, Spinel seems kind of stressed out. She has her backpack slung behind her, but she’s still holding several notebooks in her arms... and multiple pencil pouches?

She’s shifting back and forth on both of her feet, and it’s clear she’s not doing too hot: her tangled hair is especially tangle-y, and she has bags under her eyes and a panicked look on her face.

“Say, you wouldn’t happen to know if, uh-- There’s like... an art store or something around here, yeah? Like... close by?”

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‘ what motivates you? ’

“…That depends on what specifically you’re talking about. Though if it’s generalized to simply ‘in life’…” A pause, accompanied by a low hum and a smile. “Actually, maybe my answer isn’t something you can know just yet. For now, let’s say... a love for all one can find beautiful in life.”

[blackwood-rp]

as per prior reserve, here's aesop carl! application can be found under the tab of the same name on the sidebar, or over at /a !

Welcome to Blackwood, Aesop!

You will be housed in the male only floors, in a single dorm as requested. As stated, you will be majoring in Mortuary Science. We hope you enjoy your time here!

◦ Mod Maple