itinere | Closed | Come together right now

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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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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.

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.

"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.

"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.

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.

"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?"

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."

Fixing his gaze on Adam (not on his mouth - still gross), Noah asks, "is the L on your bracelet for Lynch?"

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.

Adam's gaze snaps up to Noah and then quickly glances around the room at the others, silently begging Ronan to come help him. Except Ronan is busy with Gansey and Blue. Of course he is.

Then he looks back to Noah when he forces a smirk and whispers the word. "What? N-..." He stops short and looks down to his lap again, his heart thrumming in his ears. He shakes his head but even that is only half a movement, like the half a word.

Then Adam sets his pizza aside, pushes up, and plans to exit the building. He's out of at least the main room of Monmouth before anyone can stop him. He's not hungry anymore. Not sociable. Basically, he wants to go to that little cubbie hole at the Barns.

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.

That seems to be a yes.

And for the first time, Noah wishes he were still a ghost, because one travels faster as a ghost. Now, he has to chase, even though he's not normally the one who chases. He's the one who disappears and reappears when he is needed or wanted.

Now, apparently, he's good at hurting people, except that he didn't mean to.

He's not used to running, and he gets breathless pretty quick, calling after Adam, "wait. Adam. Please."

Maybe because he felt something for Whelk, even when Whelk stole his girlfriend, even when he knew that he meant very little to Whelk at all, beyond being a sacrifice. "Don't run. Please."

"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.

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.

Adam, however, is thankful Noah isn't a ghost. Before, that would have been because it meant Noah is no longer dead and can do things that living people do, like eat saltine crackers and breathe. Simple things. Now it's because he gets pretty far, all the way to the outside, and Noah can't appear in front of him to stop him.

Small miracles.

He wants to keep going, his run morphing into a brisk walk once he's outside. But then he hears how breathless Noah's voice is and he turns back to look at him. Ronan's best friend. He doesn't want to ruin anything between Noah and Ronan. He doesn't want to...

"What?" The word comes out as an angry bark.

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.

"I don't understand," Noah says, resting his hands on his knees. Really, he shouldn't be so breathless, but the stairs are high and the building is big.

"Why you're running. I was right, wasn't I? Is that why you ran?"

It's so strange to see Noah in an kind of anything other than his usual ghostly presence that Adam comes back closer, more concerned for him that anything else.

"You alright?" He asks. Not answering the question posed to him. "You should go back inside."

"I'm just - " Standing upright, Noah pats his chest as he catches his breath. "I'm fine. I need to ... " get in better shape, apparently.

"Why are you so nervous about anyone knowing?" he asks, holding up the sleeve of crackers again. "Why?"

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."

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.

There were a lot of ways that it could be not-okay, but even Noah knows that he shouldn't say those.

The one thing he knows for sure is that he wants to stay alive. He's not used to it, but he'd like to stay that way.

"Do you think Glendower's here?"

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."

"You need to go back inside." Adam finishes that statement for him, even though he knows all too well that that isn't what Noah intended to say and even has an idea of what Noah was going to to actually say.

Still he doesn't answer any questions. Isn't it obvious why he's nervous about anyone knowing... if there was anything to know? It took forever for Adam to accept that his sexual orientation might be different than he thought it was. And that was to Ronan himself, the object of his orientation questions.

To the rest? Somehow that seems even harder a thing to voice. "Why do you think you know anything?" He asks, some of the anger out of his voice.

There's a pause before Noah answers, because really, he expects Adam to know the answer already. Noah may be alive, but otherwise, he's pretty much the same as he was before. He watches things. He sees.

"What does the 'L' mean if it doesn't mean Lynch?" he asks. His face is open, he shrugs a little bit.

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