Richard Campbell Gansey III (
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maskormenace2016-06-07 04:29 pm
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Entry tags:
- adam parrish | n/a,
- jaime reyes | blue beetle,
- joseph kavinsky | n/a,
- noah czerny | n/a,
- † billy kaplan | wiccan,
- † cosima niehaus | n/a,
- † dorian gray | n/a,
- † kitty jones | n/a,
- † matthew lynch | n/a,
- † richard gansey | raven king,
- † saint walker | n/a,
- † sasha blouse | n/a,
- † the (twelfth) doctor | stop that,
- † tobias matthews | n/a
Entry #004 | Video
[ Here is Gansey, looking a little strange. He’s wearing a navy-blue sweater emblazoned with a raven – an Aglionby school sweater, over what appears to be ordinary clothes. His shoulders and hair are damp, like he’s been rained on, and he looks strangely pale. Despite that, he’s displaying a welcoming smile, and his hazel eyes are bright and vital with some emotion he’s holding back. ]
Apparently, I vanished yesterday.
I say apparently because it feels more like several weeks ago, but according to this – [ he holds up one of De Chima’s daily newspapers – a tabloid, headlined with speculation about the upcoming import elections ] – it’s only been a day.
A lot can happen in a day. Sometimes things that give you perspective.
Can I ask – the school year is almost over. Some of you will be graduating. I will. Which is odd, because I was here for eight months, and then I went home and it was Fall again, and Senior year was just beginning. I’m not completely sure what age I am now. I turned eighteen a couple of months ago.
[ Which, he actually never mentioned. It had seemed like there were more important things to be getting along with, and the thought of getting older in the wrong world had annoyed Gansey anyway. He’d kept quiet. Now, if he could do that over again, he thinks he’d celebrate it more – even though he’s only mentioning it now because it’s relevant to this. ]
Then I go home, and I’m seventeen again, so now I don’t even know what counts. Graduation will, though, I know that much.
So: to everyone else who’s graduating. Or even if you’re not, even if it’s just that you see change coming for you. What are your plans? Will you work, will you travel? What would you like to do, ideally? I think I’m ready for it to be summer again.
Private to: Billy Kaplan, Adam Parrish, Ronan Lynch, Noah Czerny, Matthew Lynch
[ This part goes to everyone’s private inboxes. Gansey’s smile is less presidential here, but his eyes are even sharper. He seems energized, like he’s on the edge of something. His voice is trying not to sound like it. ]
Hey, everyone. I very much hope I didn’t worry you. I think I was mid-conversation with you, Billy. I’ll have to blame my rudeness on the Porter.
Listen, I’m on my way home. Could someone bring the car and pick me up? I’m getting pizza from that Italian place near the porter in De Chima. I’m absolutely famished.
I’d…like to know if anyone else vanished, too. Ronan, Adam?
Apparently, I vanished yesterday.
I say apparently because it feels more like several weeks ago, but according to this – [ he holds up one of De Chima’s daily newspapers – a tabloid, headlined with speculation about the upcoming import elections ] – it’s only been a day.
A lot can happen in a day. Sometimes things that give you perspective.
Can I ask – the school year is almost over. Some of you will be graduating. I will. Which is odd, because I was here for eight months, and then I went home and it was Fall again, and Senior year was just beginning. I’m not completely sure what age I am now. I turned eighteen a couple of months ago.
[ Which, he actually never mentioned. It had seemed like there were more important things to be getting along with, and the thought of getting older in the wrong world had annoyed Gansey anyway. He’d kept quiet. Now, if he could do that over again, he thinks he’d celebrate it more – even though he’s only mentioning it now because it’s relevant to this. ]
Then I go home, and I’m seventeen again, so now I don’t even know what counts. Graduation will, though, I know that much.
So: to everyone else who’s graduating. Or even if you’re not, even if it’s just that you see change coming for you. What are your plans? Will you work, will you travel? What would you like to do, ideally? I think I’m ready for it to be summer again.
Private to: Billy Kaplan, Adam Parrish, Ronan Lynch, Noah Czerny, Matthew Lynch
[ This part goes to everyone’s private inboxes. Gansey’s smile is less presidential here, but his eyes are even sharper. He seems energized, like he’s on the edge of something. His voice is trying not to sound like it. ]
Hey, everyone. I very much hope I didn’t worry you. I think I was mid-conversation with you, Billy. I’ll have to blame my rudeness on the Porter.
Listen, I’m on my way home. Could someone bring the car and pick me up? I’m getting pizza from that Italian place near the porter in De Chima. I’m absolutely famished.
I’d…like to know if anyone else vanished, too. Ronan, Adam?
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Gansey's not going to learn the real truth, after all. ]
As easily as that. The human body can adjust to a remarkable amount of things—granted, nobody expects anybody to adjust to seven months in a day or seven years in a week, but we learn to make do.
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He might be able to fake it, though. All things considered, that’s probably the best he can hope for. ]
A few weeks in a day should be childsplay compared to that. Anyway, thank you, Dorian. I’d best go and wait for Ronan.
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There's not much I can do about the Porter's mechanics. They'll understand that.
[ Hopefully. ]
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If they're sensible about this, they will.
[ key words being 'if they're sensible......' ]
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I suppose you're right. Thank you for the vote of confidence, in any case.
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[ literally. ]