Richard Campbell Gansey III (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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maskormenace2016-06-07 04:29 pm
quaerit) wrote in maskormenace2016-06-07 04:29 pm
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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I forgot Raven Day was coming.
[ It's been a while. He's forgetting more and more of where he's supposed to be in Henrietta, timeline wise. ] But that's good.
[ He has so many questions. He doesn't know where to start. ]
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[ On Raven Day, he means. He shifts a little, remembering it. It's a safe thing to remember. It had been at the start of all the trouble, before any of them had really known what was going on.
Before their lives had become a horror movie. Just before. ]
Do you know it was Noah's idea?
No, of course you don't, it surprised both of us. Well, it was, when he was alive. His sister was there. Gave a speech.
Strange thing.
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[ He looks thoughtful for a long moment before his mouth twitches slightly upwards. ] Makes sense. Mayhem would have definitely been Noah's bag.
[ From what Adam knows of him anyway. ]
Did he get to see it?
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No. He hasn't been around that much. Things have been changing quite rapidly.
[ Gansey has taken Henry's Aglionby sweater off by now, and folded it on top of his bed. In fact, he's changed all his clothes, and showered. It feels better to get the remnants of that night away from him. ]
It's only been around a week since Malory left. I can tell you, it doesn't feel like it.