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[therealgansey]

President Cell Phone (he hates that nickname, but then...Jane so he doesn't much have room to talk) called a meeting. It's about time they properly saw Monmouth in and got this quest off the ground. Really, Gansey just wants to see all of his people in one place. He's still a bit unsettled about everyone's position in the city. Blue has moved into Monmouth, which Gansey likes, but it's also changed the dynamic of things, or at least he thinks that's what's changed the dynamic. Ronan has been by Monmouth and rattled through his room, taking stock Gansey thinks, but he hasn't stayed the night. It's not unusual for Ronan; there are nights back in Henreitta that his bed goes unslept in as well. Adam hasn't ever lived at Monmouth, but Gansey wants to give him one last offer and he wants to make certain that everyone knows they're welcome to stay here.

Not to mention the quest. He's not certain if it's the same quest to find Glendower or whether it's a different quest, to find a way out of here so they can return to the Glendower quest. Either way, it's something for Gansey to research, something for him to take notes on and something for him to occupy his time with. It's an important facet of Gansey. He's secretly (not so secretly) an obsessed individual that can easily fall into depression without something to focus on, something productive to obsess about.

In any case, meeting. Yes. There's pizza and Jane has cleaned up a bit. Gansey had to run her out of the main room because things are scattered just the way he likes. He's shuffling through papers on his desk and making notes, mint leaf between his teeth when everyone starts to arrive. He'll put that aside to mingle.

[Open to Ronan, Adam, Noah, Blue and Gansey. Mingle style. I'll probably do a formal 'let's get this meeting started' gansey thing further down. No particular posting order. Let me know if you want Ronan or Gansey in particular, otherwise...have fun? I just wanted TRC buds things]

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[deathbysk8board]

Pizza. Sigh.

Pizza is still gross, even if Noah has to eat.

And his room is still clean like it was back in Henrietta, his bed made every day, even when he does sleep in it.

Noah carries a sleeve of saltines with him, the crumbs sometimes collecting on his sweater as he wanders around the main room, nearly silently. He's curious, too, how all of them will interact. Something seems to be going on, but he's not sure what it is.

[adamparrish]

"Saltines?" Adam asks Noah as he moves by him. Of course he was familiar with the little round crackers. Sometimes that was all they had in the cupboards at the trailer. But if there was pizza available, well... Adam chose pizza. Usually.

The fact that someone else had paid for it might bother him. Right now, he's just trying to be as normal as possible, not to rock any boats. So pizza it is.

[deathbysk8board]

"Pizza?" Noah replied in kind. Gross. He's still taking Gansey at his word from back in Henrietta: we won't make you eat.

He doesn't wait for an answer, though, watching Adam's face. "Are you feeling better?" He doesn't mean about being sick.

[adamparrish]

Adam smirks at the response and blatantly picks a pepperoni off of his pizza to pop into his mouth. Yeah, he was just kind of an asshole, but the kind of asshole who's really only just teasing in the way his brows sort of lift and lower, almost imperceptibly.

Then he shrugs and looks down into his lap again. "Kind of. Maybe." He and Ronan had talked, at least. "I'm working on it."

[fictor]

Noah is possibly the only person in the world who thinks pizza is gross. Noah is weird, but then Ronan knew this. He's known this for a long time even before he knew Noah was a ghost.

Ronan's eyes flicker to the crackers that Noah is carrying then back to Noah, eyes sweeping over him to take in any changes. He's glad that Noah is still Noah. It's how they'd accepted his ghost status so easily.

"Guess I can't throw you out the window anymore," he grins at him. He's actually really glad about this. Being alive is good.

[deathbysk8board]

"No, you can't," Noah says as firmly as he says anything. No throwing Noah out the window if he's real, if he's alive.

Actually, Noah's kind of pretty afraid right now to do anything to threaten that current status. If he dies again, he figures, he may not get so lucky as to come back a ghost.

"... do you want to?"

[fictor]

Ronan scowls in the form of an answer. Of course, he doesn't want to throw Noah out a window if he's real. He'd only done it because he was a ghost and he couldn't hurt him.

He can understand that and he'll respect it because he's glad his friend is alive.

"No." He hesitates a moment. "We're gonna have to move some shit up here to throw out though. Maybe I'll dream up a carton of watermelons." That could be a lot of fun. Ronan has also gotten incredibly lazy about dreaming whatever the hell he wants because Adam keeps the ley lines patched up just for that reason.

[therealgansey]

Gansey worries about Noah. He doesn't understand Noah's recently alive status and that concerns him. Has anyone bothered to mention lately that Gansey might be a bit of a control freak? No. Good. Anyway, he's glad to see Noah eating something, even if it is saltines. He's kept to his promise about not making Noah eat, but if he's a real boy (and he appears to be) then he needs to eat something.

"It's exciting, isn't it? Our first meeting all together." Gansey is nervous. This is a new place. Maybe Henrietta is the only thing that held them all together. Maybe without a proper quest for Glendower they'll all fall apart. God only knows why Gansey has abandonment issues, but they're there, clear as day and he's quite afraid that they just won't work here in Itinere the way they did in Henrietta.

[deathbysk8board]

"Sure," Noah tells Gansey. He's been watching, seeing how everyone interacts, how everyone fits. Does Noah fit now that he's alive?

Adam thinks that he doesn't fit, but isn't it Noah, really, who doesn't fit?

"It'll be fine, Gansey," he tells him, hands still fluttering at his sides.

[therealgansey]

Gansey is watching the same thing. He knows where his position with the group used to be. Ronan and Adam have been here for a while; maybe the dynamic has changed.

Gansey nods at Noah's words, grateful that he sees how nervous Gansey is without pointing it out, without making a big deal of it. "Of course it will. All of us back together. How could it not be?" He infuses confidence and enthusiasm into those words, but it's his Richard Campbell Gansey III facade, not the real Gansey that the rest of them have come to know.

[makeslouder]

Pizza is not gross, Noah. Blue would just like to point that out. It's even better when she doesn't actually have to serve the pizza.

And yet, she finds herself doing just at the moment. She walks over to Noah with two plates: one for herself, one for him. "Pizza?"

[deathbysk8board]

"No." Noah holds up his sleeve of crackers. He doesn't like pizza - he didn't when he was dead and he doesn't when he's alive.

"You don't have to serve," he reminds her. "You're not a waitress here."

Unless she is? He doesn't know. He tries to give Blue her privacy.

[adamparrish]

Adam is here, because when Gansey calls they all come running. That's how Gansey likes his things, or people, to act. And they all seem to fall in line for their own reasons. Right now, Adam is just glad to have Gansey here to summon them all. He's grateful enough for that fact that he and Ronan arrived almost on time even.

In his backpack, Adam has his scrying bowl, a bottle of water, and the tarot deck Persephone had given him. He also has notebooks of notes he's observed about Itinere as a whole. His notebooks are plain ol' spiral. He had never thought to ask for something fancy like Gansey's leather bound ones.

He sits down off to the side with a paper towel stacked with a couple slices of pizza and munches away while watching everyone else interact.

[fictor]

Ronan likes the familiarity and Gansey is closer to him than his own brother. Noah might be his best friend, but Gansey is his brother. Gansey is just another piece of the puzzle that makes this life here feel okay. Almost on time is a big deal. He's got Chainsaw with him because he figures Chainsaw misses irritating the shit out of Gansey just as much as Ronan does. Once they're through the door and into the main room, Chainsaw moves from Ronan's shoulder and flutters about the room exploring everything. She promptly sets about shredding something that looks like it's old if not important and Gansey, predictably has a small heart attack, pleading with Ronan to rein that pest in.

Ronan sits down next to Adam, his knee pressed against Adam's as he picks at his own pizza, clucking his tongue to call Chainsaw over so that he can feed her toppings off his pizza, and occasionally toppings off Adam's pizza.

[adamparrish]

It's okay. He and Ronan have always sat like this. It's fine. No one thinks anything is different. No one knows. No one suspects. They're fine. It takes Adam a bit to convince himself of these things. But once he does, he relaxes against Ronan's side, leaning just a bit more into it than he had been as if he can leech some of Ronan's calm from him, some of his self-assuredness. Adam needs that so badly right now.

He feels Chainsaw's beak in his hair in between bites, a familiar gesture at this point. It almost tickles when that touch gets close to his ear. That's the only time he brushes the beak away. Wouldn't want to be caught smiling or laughing. No, can't have that now can we.

[makeslouder]

It's so much easier to attend these meetings when she actually lives in their main hangout. She doesn't have to bike over from 300 Foxway or from work. Of course, she does have all of Itinere to explore. But she knew this meeting was scheduled for today. There had been no reason to go anywhere.

She hasn't really seen Adam since she arrived here a week or so ago. Setting up her room in Monmouth and exploring Itinere had taken precedent. She grins when she walks in to the main room with a glass of water from the kitchen. Rather than going back to her original seat, she walks over towards him.

[adamparrish]

He can already see Blue's influence on Monmouth. It's already cleaner, more tidy than its norm. It doesn't really affect him but he wonders how Gansey feels about it. It took Adam forever to realize there was a certain order to Gansey's chaos and to just let it be, lest Gansey create even more chaos. Vicious cycle, that.

Adam's been laying low since that first day, or hiding. Semantics. There was really no reason for him to be here all that often until everyone was settled and if people wanted him here after that. So he kept his distance for the most part, kept busy, until Ronan had confronted him just two nights ago and they had worked some things out.

He's never been overly comfortable here at Monmouth like everyone else is. But strangely, he feels a little more comfortable now than he had in Henrietta. Maybe because he had missed the people who had only just arrived more than he had realized and more than he would admit. Missing them doesn't mean he's the best at interacting with them though. He's never been stellar at that.

So when Blue walks over to him, he shifts a bit as if there needs to be more room on the floor for her, as if there isn't already ample room. "Hey."

Let's get this party started

[therealgansey]

It's only after the pizza has been consumed and everyone has relaxed a little that Gansey moves to sit on the edge of his desk, journal in hand. He's got a mint leaf between his teeth and he rubs as his temple as he considers how to open this 'meeting'.

He looks up, closing the journal and setting it aside. He will get it out again when they start talking. "I thought perhaps this might be a good time to discuss what we know about Itinere, besides the fact that whatever power is here is enough to bring Noah back to life." He looks to Adam and Ronan, eyebrows raised. "You've been here the longest. You'll be our greatest source of information, I suspect."

Ronan has his mouth half full of pizza when he talks. "Ley lines are crazy strong. Barns are here and I haven't dreamed anything yet that Adam actually felt. 'Least not that I know of."

So that's Ronan's contribution to the discussion. Enjoy.

[adamparrish]

Said ley lines are crazy strong because Adam works overtime to keep them that way. He does this so that Ronan can dream whatever he wants, when he wants. Also, fixing things is what he does best. It's best to stick to what you know.

"I have notebooks. There seem to be three people in charge: Victor, Korrie and Brig." He says. "They seem to be capable of both magic and... advanced technology... like with the doors."

[deathbysk8board]

Noah is not one to actively participate in the conversation. He watches and listens, though, and all he knows for sure is that he wants to stay alive. He's getting used to it, for the most part. He's watching Adam most of all, not wanting to send him running again accidentally, watching body language, watching everything.

The one thing he can add is, "so far, I've been able to go most places and nothing changes."

[makeslouder]

For all its mess and clutter, Monsmouth Manufacturing holds a certain charm and mystique that Blue holds close to her heart. She can just do without the large mess that it often seems to become. Blue never really realized just how messy boys could be until she had to live with them.

Oh well. She's still living her dream.

And it's worth it. All her boys are in the same place, right where they belong. She helps herself to a slice of pizza as she wanders around the main room happily.

[therealgansey]

Three (two) teenage boys lived there. It's fortunate if the toilet was cleaned every six months. As for the main room, it's messy, not dirty and it's just the way Gansey likes it. He knows where everything is in this room and how it's laid out is integral to the way his brain works. Really, it's almost like a road map of Gansey's brain. Sometimes he spreads it all out on the floor and pads in sock feet over it and around it; sometimes examining it spatially helps him see the bigger picture. In any case, he has a system, Jane as he'd told her during their argument. He stays out of her room and while she can't stay out of his room (as it's the main space in the building) she must leave his piles of research where they are.

Gansey is also a bit nervous about having the boys over. He worries that things might be too different now. He knows that something has changed while Ronan and Adam are here (maybe they don't need him anymore) and obviously there's something big going on with Noah. He presses his lips together and looks to Blue.

"I think I'll wait a few more minutes to order the pizza. I'm certain it's not as good as Nino's."

[makeslouder]

Now, two teenage boys and one teenage girl live in Monsmouth Manufacturing. Maybe, if Adam and Ronan would one day give up their apartment, it could be four teenage boys. But with that one girl determined not to go anywhere, that toilet will be cleaned on a much more regular basis. Bi-weekly, if Blue has anything to say about it. Give her that (and maybe allow her to better separate the kitchen from the bathroom) and she try her best to leave his his organized chaos alone. That is, at least, what she had argued in return.

But there's still something that seems to be bothering him. She wants to ask him what it is that's going on. Blue has her suspicions; their lives have been upturned in such an unexpected way and it's difficult now to figure out where they all fit in. But before she has a chance to ask, he starts in about pizza.

"I don't think they'll care," Blue answers. She doesn't particularly care. Pizza is pizza. She's just happy she doesn't have to serve it tonight. "They're not coming for the food."

[fictor]

"You moved the electric kettle. It's not on the back of the toilet anymore."

Because that's an appropriate place for something you use to make food.

Yes, that is how Ronan is going to greet her. He's only scowling a little. That's an improvement, right?

[makeslouder]

Gee, Ronan. No 'hi, how are you settling in, Blue?' or 'thanks for being Monmouth more presentable, Blue'. She doesn't ask for much but a proper greeting would be nice. Blue's met his mother by now. She knows that Aurora Lynch raised him better than this.

Well, she won't stoop to his level no matter how tempting it is. "Hey Ronan," she says with extra sweetness in her voice. "I'm glad you could make it, too."