#Dollface like Uncle Ember gives me attention now >:T

[rove-bogge]

CATCH :  for one muse to return the other’s pet that escaped.

EMBER WATCHED as the large moth crawled around on his wheelchair, unsure as how she managed to get into his dorm. It must’ve been an impressive trip for Dollface to take, considering the mirrors she had to of travelled through, not to mention the fact that Diasomnia was not the nicest looking place.

Poor moth didn’t even have a light to follow to get in there, outside of the flickering candle on Ember’s desk he kept lit when he was writing. He was grateful she didn’t get close to it.

He quickly took out his phone and snapped a picture of her, the flash going off and making the moth aware of his presence.

EMBER > ROVE 🐛

I think Dollface decided to come and visit. See attached.

[ ATTACHMENTS: two photos, one of Dollface carefully exploring Ember’s wheelchair, almost posing for the poorly lit photo. Second photo is of Embers face with her resting on his cheek. He’s trying not to smile, but it’s clear that she is either tickling him or he’s happy she’s comfortable with him ]

Dollface had been extremely clingy that morning. So when Rove had to return some books back to the library and she had wanted to tag along he didn't stop her. She usually liked to sit on his head while he walked around so why would today be any different.

What Rove hadn't calculated for was a breeze that would catch the moth by surprise as he stepped into the hall of mirrors. Snatching the creature off his head and into the neighbouring mirror completely disorientated the poor creature as it flapped helplessly looking for its owner.

For Rove it wouldn't be till after he had returned the books to the right place on the shelves of the library when he noticed absence on his head.

The instant hit of dread and panic hit him like all the air had been stripped from his lungs and his heart stopped. Where was she??? He rushed out colliding into other students scrambling to get past them as he ran down the corridor calling out to his beloved moth each second without seeing her pastel wings he felt dread cracking his spirit.

What if she was hurt? What if she was gone forever? What if someone purposely took her or hurt her!

Tears built in the corner of his eyes as the thoughts dug their claws into his mind whispering how it was his fault that Dollface was hurt and gone...he had failed her.

He almost fell into his room panting and choking on sobs as dread was choking him. Unravelling him at the seams as the insects of blame and panic skittered in his mind ready to dig their greedy fangs into him as panicked grey eyes fell on her perch to find it empty.

Drip...drip...

Fat tears burned his skin like acid as his breath hitched nd choked in his throat fumbling past quivering lips. What could he do...he would tear the school down if he had to to find her...maybe ortho could scan for her...maybe...Hiccuping he was about to call for the closest thing to the actual family he had when..

Ping

The cricket chirping message tone pulled him out of it as he grabbed at his phone, almost dropping it when he saw the name on the front.

Ember?

Rubbing at the tears that were streaming down his face he unlocked his phone sniffling trying to pull the parts of him that were falling apart together with thick thread to try and hold it together to beg for Ortho's help.

Just seeing the pictures he let out the breath he was holding. Fat tears clinging to lashes as he saw the evidence that she was safe. A raspy laugh escaped his lips as his hand raised to cover them. She was safe....the pastel clashing with the gloomy black and green vibes of Diasomnia. 

But there she was clinging to Ember as her saviour from the dangers of this school for a bug. Thumb tapping on his phone with expert precision he sent Ember a quick response. Rove > Ember 🧵

Be there asap Pocketing his phone he sprinted as fast as he could to Diasomnia knowing which dorm was Embers from previously helping the other. Shoving anyone in his way out of his path it would be barely past five minutes after he sent his message when Ember would hear frantic knocking on his door. When the door opened a frazzled Ignihyde student would stand there tear stained face as the remnants of his breakdown was clear as day to Ember as he held his hands out to Dollface the Moth quickly fluttering over to him. The choked noise as Rove just held her there reunited with the part of his soul he couldn’t bare to be without, Ember hearing a muffled raspy. “Thank you…” Voice husky from choked emotion. It would be a few moments before Rove sniffled audibly. “H-how…even…” He choked out. “I was just taking books to the library and when I got there she was nowhere…” He sighed. “LEast she made it here…again thank you…” Dollface quickly returning to Ember sitting on the other student's head. Rove’s Eyes narrowing. “O-oi!”