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[hazey]

[So here's a feed mostly unrelated to recent shenanigans, video gently out of focus from being held too close to its target. It resolves itself into a rumpled sweater a moment later, worn by a boy with fair hair and a peculiar smudge on his face. There's a school patch on his chest, an embroidered emblem of a raven (and possibly familiar to anyone who has seen a uniform from Aglionby Academy).

There's a beat of silence as his hands hover around the camera and he pulls back, anxious, pocketing them briefly before they finally drop to his sides.]

Being dead makes this a little less weird than it could be, but I'm pretty sure this isn't how it goes in history texts. [It's a little breathless. A faint, almost blurry frown ticks its way across his face and he blinks a couple times. Tiredness, from the looks of it, though somehow he wears it a little odd.]

I'm pretty sure they skip the superhero part completely, actually, but I could be wrong. And the music— [Someone has discovered pop punk never really happened. He leans forward, earnest and worried.]

I'm looking for Henrietta. It should be in Virginia, but... [But the struggle is real for canon-specific cities. He shakes his head once and the feed cuts off.]

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[quaerit]

[ Gansey isn't anywhere near Virginia right now, and suddenly, it's the only place he wants to be.

Jesus, he thought Noah was gone for good. ]

Noah?

It's not there. Don't you remember? Jesus, I have so much to tell you.

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[hazey]

Gansey.

[The relief is palpable, if undermined by concern.

..."Concern" is a very mild way of putting it.]

Is everyone else here?

[—And:] It's not there? [There is a note of genuine alarm at that part.] Is it gone? [Like Cabeswater had been gone. Like he had been gone.]

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[quaerit]

Noah.

[ He's smiling, despite being a country away from his friend. Of all times, why did it have to be now?! ]

It's not gone; we are. Ronan, Adam and Blue are with me. We have a house there, in Virginia, but we had to leave. There's...a lot I need to explain.

Where are you now?

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[driftsintobuffetline]

...You're...not Newt, are you?

[It looks like him, not that this Newt knew the kid that well, but...is this another case of Hermann/Miles?]

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[hazey]

[Noah blinks, shoulders drawing up around his ears.]

Oh, no. I'm Noah. [He squints a little at the feed, unsure.] I guess I should have introduced myself...I forgot about that part.

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[driftsintobuffetline]

Nah, that's ok. It's a bit much to take in all at once. You just looked like someone else.

So you're dead, huh? You don't seem too broken up about it. How's it compare--being dead and being...undead?

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[brushoff]

Oh my God you're like the fifth one.

[ where are all these people coming from, there are so many Aglionby people here ]

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[hazey]

The fifth one of what?

[SPECIFICITY, MR. GRAY.]

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[brushoff]

[ Dorian just groooooans like this is all so melodramatic and Noah's making him do work. ]

The fifth of Gansey's people, of course! What did you think I was talking about?

[ ....literally anything, homeboy ]

[skyentologist]

Wait, dead?

Is this some kind of alternate universe thing? Because scientifically speaking, ghosts are impossible.

[Unless it's a Steel Samurai plot.]

[hazey]

[Being told he's impossible is a step up from totally ignored. He'll take it.]

Mmmmmaybe? I don't know anything about the science of it. But I'm definitely a ghost.

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[superposition]

Speaking as a scientist, they're quite possible. Just throwing that out there.

[says some rando threadjacker]

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[fridgeflower]

You'll be glad to know we've got a sorta club going for afterlife types.

And sorry if your town doesn't exist here. That happens a lot.

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[hazey]

But of course Tennessee still exists. [It's exasperated. Does anything exist in Tennessee? Noah isn't sure, but he'd take Henrietta over it any day.

More importantly:] Does club membership come with a badge, because I haven't gotten one yet.

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[fuckwashington]

nice fucking timing casper

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[hazey]

[Ronan pretty much gets to see Noah's reaction in real time.]

I'm not texting you. That's so slow!

[He's really slow at texting right now. He'll get better, I promise.]

[illuminescent]

Are you in Virginia now?

[hazey]

Yeah, De Chima. [Didn't anyone ever teach Noah about telling strangers your location on the internet?

...Okay, wait, maybe it's catching up to him now. He squints a little at the screen.]

Who are you?

[caerulea]

Noah? You're actually here?

[hazey]

[SORRY, BLUE, Noah is rusty af with texting so video it remains on his end. But he's excited just to see her pop up after Gansey and Ronan's.]

Yeah, but it sounds like I might be late.

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[doubleblind]

You're gonna get sick of hearing this, but I doubt any Henrietta you find here will be the one you're used to. That's if you can find one at all.

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[hazey]

[She gets a small sigh.]

I've—yeah, I've noticed differences. [Let him grieve for pop punk.] Did the same thing happen to you?

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[bestever]

Hah. If being dead makes things less weird for you, I really need to get in on that. What's your secret?

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[hazey]

It's been seven years, so that makes a big difference.

[He says it so...matter-of-factly...]

( video ) so so so sorry omg.

[aberth]

Noah.

[ Adam has perhaps never said his friend's name with that particular brand of relief before, but here they are and here Adam is. Relieved. Fuck. ]

Listen, you need to find a way out of whatever city they've sent you to. [ Business Adam, always down to it. ] We're in Mexico. It's safe here. At least, safer than it is in De Chima. [ ... Hang on ... ] You're still a ghost? [ Fuck. But there's no ley line. ]